#jurrasic park x reader

[bonkwosher]

omg if you wrote more alan grant x reader i will literally name my firstborn after you. you write him so well bless you 🥹

A/N: Lmao, will do Anon. I have no prompt from this so I'll figure out my own one.

Prompt: "4. understanding each other without words 5. recognizing the sound of their steps 15. watching their oblivious s/o lovingly 38. craving their company after a stressful day" From this prompt list (I've used it before for Benoit Blanc). 1000% friends to lovers rn.

Pairing(s): Teacher!Alan Grant x Colleague!GN!Reader

Contains: Teacher!Alan, Teacher!Reader, Alan having a long day with back pain, mentions of trauma (Jurrasic Park incident), panic attacks

Word Count: 2k

It was stupid, your little crush on the lead paleontologist at the dig site. You were the site manager, in charge of ensuring everything ran smoothly. Really you were just a Business 101 teacher, but Dr. Alan Grant himself requested that you manage the site. How could you say no? Your break room crush wanted you all the way out in the badlands of Snakewater, Montana with him. Okay, maybe not just him but there's something here, right? You've known each other for years, you sit in on his lessons when you're not teaching. He smiles when he sees you enter the room. You could only hope there's something special.

For now, you sit in the teacher's tent reading some papers that were dropped off with the food for the week. Dr. Sattler, the lead paleobotanist, was making some food for herself. A cup of tea sat on the table in front of you, occasional sips being taken. You heard footsteps move past you outside the tent. It was a light stomping & slow, it was Alan, & boy did he need coffee.

"Morning, Alan," you spoke the moment he grabbed at the tent's curtain door.

Alan was taken aback a little, shaking his head before pinching his nose, "Good morning, Y/N."

It was cute, the way he stumbled to the coffee machine. It was already on considering Ellie used it. He lazily pressed each button, rubbing his face with both hands afterward.

"Rough night, Dr. Grant?" You spoke, a teasing edge on your voice.

Alan froze for a split second before speaking, "How did you know?"

"Is it not obvious?" Your reply caused him to turn around, coffee now in hand.

Alan turned to Ellie with a confused look, to which she responded, "Looks like normal Alan to me."

"Well, I did have a rough night. I tweaked my back near the end of the day yesterday, sleeping was hell."

The dark circles under his eyes were becoming obvious. You couldn't help but pout a little in response. It would be weird to offer a massage. He's just a work friend.

"Well try to rest today," you suggested with a reassuring smile.

He waved off your suggestion, figuratively & literally, "No, no, some of the students found a really good fossil with that computer thing. It would be a shame to miss out on that, & I can't let them mess up such a beautiful fossil."

You stood up from the table & set the papers down, "Well I'm all caught up on work on my end. Mind if I come with you? Tap a few bones with a chisel maybe?"

Alan looked down & chuckled at your statement before shaking his head once more & looking up. A cheery sigh escaped him as he looked into your eyes.

"There is much for you to learn about paleontology, Y/N."

You were standing across from Alan as he was sprawled out on the ground, brush in hand, lightly brushing dirt away. You didn't notice the dopey smile you had on your face till Alan looked up at you, a chuckle escaping his lips.

"What?" You asked, laughing & putting your hands on your hips.

"You're standing around lookin' cute, I thought you were going to join me in the dirt," he teased back.

You both blushed. Not that either of you noticed the other was freaking out just as much. Alan couldn't believe he was so forward &, frankly, you couldn't gather that he might actually have feelings for you. You quickly turned around to hide your blush, Alan's heart sinking. You turned back around, with equal speed, brush in hand. You kneeled down on the dirt, leaning on your elbows & finding yourself in a similar position to Alan. You began brushing the dirt away. You tried to sneakily watch Alan to see if you were doing it right. His brows were furrowed as he brushed at the bone in front of him.

"Dr. Grant! I brought the supplies from this week's dropoff!" A student called out, a pile of boxes high enough to block their vision was shaking in their arms.

You couldn't help but freeze as the kid stepped towards the site. A few more steps & he'd surely step on the bones, inevitably freaking out & accidentally dropping everything. He'd be dead by dawn if Alan had anything to do with it. Luckily, Alan intervened early, shooting up quickly to stop the kid. A groan escaped him as he reached his hands out.

"James, the table is this way!" He tried not to sound too upset.

"Sorry, Dr. Grant!" James apologized as he turned towards the aforementioned table.

Alan's right hand darted to his back, applying pressure as best he could. You stood up slowly, noticing Alan's attempt at hiding the pained grimace on his face. You began walking towards him as he gripped his hat on his head, crushing it between his fingers.

"Professor!" Your focus was drawn to someone shouting your title, considering you were the only non-doctor here, "You got some faxes, the receipts from today need to be revised & sent to the school!"

You realized now it was your assistant calling out, a student volunteer getting work experience in the weirdest of locations. You thanked them as you grazed a hand over Alan's back.

"Please rest," you whispered to him as you walked away.

As you went off to do your work, it was Alan's turn to freeze. He may be good under pressure, when deadlines are coming, or even when dinosaurs think he would make a perfect midnight snack; But god did he feel absolutely helpless under your touch. He felt himself leaning into the touch & now he was stuck in this awkward bent hip position. He sighed as he adjusted his posture, convincing himself that it wasn't your touch that suddenly made the pain go away. Coincidence, he'll call it. He got back into an uncomfortable position, determined to get a good look at this fossil by nightfall.

By the time you left your "office" tent, it was dark. You looked towards the dig site to see some floodlights pointed towards the fossil. A couple eager students, & likely, Dr. Alan were hard at work. Dr. Sattler would soon come to end their fun & make sure the students got their 8 hours of rest in. You decided bed sounded much more comfortable than attempting to get them to sleep anyways. You opened the door to your trailer, letting it shut behind you. You toed off your shoes & took off your button-up & pants, changing into less dusty clothes before climbing into bed. You gave it one last good stretch before plopping onto your bed. You got comfortable, adjusting a couple pillows before feeling right.

A couple knocks hit your door, "Y/N, are you awake?"

Alan was trying to be quiet in case you were asleep but you could tell he needed to see you. You stood up slower than usual, you were tired after all, & opened the trailer door. Alan's arms twitched up slightly, he retracted them.

"Can I-"

You interrupted him, "Of course."

Alan's arms darted around your waist. From his place, a step below you on the trailer stairs, his head reached the crook of your neck. He nestled into place quickly, as if you had done this a million times. In reality, you & Dr. Grant had hugged once.

That time he hadn't asked, he knew he caught you off guard & he beat himself up about it ever since. It was his first day back on campus after he mysteriously left for an island with Dr. Sattler. You had come in to check on him after your classes, which happened to be late that night, & found him in his office. He was hunched over his work, head in his hands. The office door was left ajar, maybe he was still running office hours? Nonetheless, you pushed the door open slightly & knocked as you did so. You seemed to scare the life out of him. He jumped back & out of his seat, throwing papers into the air with him.

He yelled something barely intelligible, sounding maybe like, "GET BACK!"

"Alan! It's me, Y/N," You tried to calm your colleague as you walked toward him, his eyes were going everywhere but in your direction.

You managed to get a couple feet in front of him, his hand was clutching his chest & his breathing was beyond fast.

"Alan, I need you to take deeper breaths," You spoke as you reached out to touch his hand, "Please."

Finally, his eyes met yours, your hand wrapping around the one that held his chest so tightly. The genuine look of concern in your eyes grounded him. He looked around the room to see he was safe in his, albeit, now messy, office. Without thinking he scooped you into a hug. You were shocked at first by the sudden movement, your hands took a moment to find their place. In the moment, Alan didn't process that he caught you off guard, that would haunt him later. Right now, you were the one thing making him know he was safe, & holding you felt right. He had barely spoken to you before this. You were another teacher in the giant school that was U of M. But in the few times he's spoken to you, he's fallen hard. It surprised him that you stopped by, he was hoping you weren't there to ask him about Jurrasic Park.

You never did, & after that night you were always around. You sat in on his lessons & he even sat in on yours on the rare occasion. You offered to talk to him about whatever happened if he ever wanted, he never did. Alan was stubborn that way, he didn't like talking about feelings.

So you'd be lying if you said it didn't shock you when Alan asked to come into your trailer late that night. He sat down on the "kitchen" chair & looked up at you, pulling his hat off & setting it in his lap. His eyes quickly decided looking at the floor was more comfortable.

"Sorry, if I'm intruding, I had a rough day."

"You're not intruding, Alan, you never are," you tried to find eye contact but there was none, "You want to talk about anything?"

A long moment of silence sat between you. Alan was clearly fighting himself on something. Finally, a sigh escaped him.

"Do you remember... that night in my office?"

He didn't have to explain, of course, you knew, "Yes."

"It happened again, last night."

"I'm so sorry, Alan."

"Don't be," He had a clear train of thought & you couldn't break it, "I fell & hurt my back, I was terrified. I wanted to run to you but the fear that something was outside kept me trapped."

He wanted to run... to you?

"I've been in so much pain all day," he continued, "& it felt so isolating to keep last night to myself, bad isolating. When you just knew something was wrong-"

Alan stood up & took your hands in his, his eyes found yours just as quickly, "How did you know?"

"You looked, not like you, if that makes sense. I just knew."

Alan's hands darted to the sides of your face but yet again, froze. His eyes were filled with determination & fear. You weren't scared. You lifted your hands to guide him. His hands now resting on each side of your jawline. In the silence, Alan lightly traced a line across your cheek with his right thumb. You gave him the smallest of nods, looking deep into his eyes. Alan pulled you in for a deep kiss, a sigh escaping him when you kissed back. In a moment, you were separated again.

"Mind if I stay the night?" Alan spoke softly.

"I would love that."

A/N: This took me so long & I can't believe I didn't get burnt out. I am so happy with this.

[finnofamerica]

Professor, Please - Dr. Ian Malcolm x Reader || Fluff \ Smut

Summary: When your grades slip due to your fantasizing about your sexy professor, you would do damn near anything to get your grades back up.

Prompt: Would you be comfy with writing, professor! Ian x student!f!reader??? Like they started fucking because of “grades but in reality, they’re both head over heels for each other

Word Count: 1,179

Date Posted: 05.13.23

TW: Breeding, Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Nipple Play, Praise, Slight Edging, Teacher/Student Relationship.

Note: Remember that kink is customizable, and there is no right way to do it as long as you’re keeping safe. We play by Safe, Sane, and Consensual here, but there is also Risk Aware Consensual Kink and Personal Responsibility, Informed Consensual Kink. Don’t yuck anyone’s yum, I am willing to answer any questions that I can.

🔞MINORS DO NOT INTERACT🔞

|| Request Here || Masterlist || Fandoms/Characters || Req. by Anon

You were completely zoned in class. The only thought in your brain was how much you wanted to go home and rub one out so you could get back to work.  Not that you didn’t enjoy the subject. You thought that Chaos Theory was fascinating. It wasn’t your fault you were so out of it. The professor was the cause of your distracted state. 

Dr. Ian Malcolm was sex on legs, and arousal burned in you from the moment you first stepped into his class at the beginning of the semester. Black dress shirt partially unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up to the elbow, dark jeans that accentuated the length of his legs, paired with black boots - You practically came on the spot. Dr. Malcolm had these long, lithe fingers that you caught yourself fantasizing about constantly. 

“Class dismissed,” Ian called out. The sudden movement of your classmates snapped you back into reality. You’d missed the entire lecture. “Miss Y/L/N, I need to have a word with you before you leave.” 

Shit. Your stomach fell out of your ass. You packed your things into your backpack, hands shaking. You slung your backpack over your shoulder and nervously adjusted your shorts that had ridden up and settled into the crease between your hips and your thighs. You weren’t sure your legs would hold you up as you made your way down to the lectern at the front of the lecture hall. You could practically feel his gaze burning into you as his eyes followed you down the aisle. 

“Y/N, right? Is it all right if I call you that?” He asked, leaning casually against the lectern, arms folded over his chest, pulling his shirt open just enough for you to get a peak at his chest hair. 

“Yes, Sir, that’s fine.” You swallowed thickly, forcing your eyes to his. 

“Y/n, are you aware that your grades in this class are abysmal? Is everything okay? You seem distracted.” 

Of course, he could see right through you. 

“I’m sorry, Dr. Malcolm. I will try to be more focused in the future.” 

“At this rate, Y/n, you’re not going to pass this class. Even if you manage to focus up for the rest of the semester.” He sighed disappointedly.  “It's a shame, and You were recommended highly by the other professors when you signed up for this class.” 

“Professor, please, I will do almost anything to improve my grades. I can’t afford to fail this class.” 

“Why don’t we head back to my office to discuss your options.” 

You gripped Ian’s desk tightly, muffling your moans with your hand. Your shorts were pulled down around your thighs, just enough for him to slide in between your legs; your thong was pulled off to the side, the thin fabric surely soaked. 

“Fuck, Professor, please,” You moaned into your hand as he railed you from behind, one of his hands wrapped up in your hair. 

“God, you feel good, Y/n,” Ian growled, grip on your hair tightening. 

“Thank you, Professor,” You gasped out between thrusts. 

“You on birth control?”

“Yes, Professor.” 

“Good, ‘cus I’m not pulling out.” 

Your pussy clenched around him, a flood of arousal soaking his cock. 

“You just got so wet, Baby,” He tugged on your hair so he could growl in your ear, “Do you like the idea of me filling you with my seed?” 

“Yes, Professor,” You moaned as he slowed his thrusts just enough to give you a breather.

“Fuck,” He chuckled, “You’re a little slut, huh?” 

You whimpered underneath him. The threat of someone walking in on the two of you was not far from your mind. With the way that he was fucking you, you couldn’t care less if someone found you. 

“Just for you, Professor.” 

He thrust fast into you, your little breather over. The sound of skin slapping skin and moaning filling his office. He reached his free hand around your front, cupping your breast. Your nipples were stiff against his warm palm. The scratching of your bra against your taught had you whimpering beneath him. It was just enough to get you to the edge but not get you off. You would have given anything to orgasm while his cock was still buried inside you. 

“Tell me you want me to come in you,” Ian demanded, close to orgasm himself. 

“I want you to come in me, Professor, please,” You whined, desperate to tip over the edge yourself. His thrusts stuttered, and he buried himself as deep as he could in your pussy. You could feel his cock twitching as he spilled inside you. 

Slowly he pulled out, dropping to his knees. 

“What‘re you-” 

Your question was cut off by a long swipe of his tongue up your pussy, cleaning up the mess he’d made. He flicked his tongue against your clit, trying out different speeds and motions until he found the one that made you weak in the knees. 

You’d had a few boyfriends in your life, but none could compare to the way this man was devouring you. Ian was like a man starved. He was eating you out like you were his last meal. 

“Fuck, Professor, Please, I can’t take much more,” You whined. He gripped your thighs tightly but said nothing. The message was clear; you were not going anywhere until you came on his tongue. It was like every nerve in you was set on fire, as even your face began to tingle. You were so close, and that hot coil began to twist in your stomach. The eruption was imminent. Your legs spasmed beneath you as you orgasmed hard against his tongue, whimpering some form of his name. 

“Good girl,” He cooed as he tucked your thong back in place and pulled your shorts back up over your ass. “Meet with me every other week after class.” 

“Yes, Professor,” You nodded as you righted yourself, hoping to calm your flushed face before you left his office. 

“I expect you to focus in future classes, Y/n,” Ian said seriously, two fingers tucked underneath your chin so you couldn’t shy away from him. 

You were hooked on him ever since. Bi-weekly meetings in his office soon weren’t enough for either of you. You’d begun sneaking off to his condo in the middle of the night after your roommates were long asleep. Hookups turned into him making you dinner and stuttering excuses to your roommates when you spent the night. 

Tonight you were wrapped up in his arms, lying on the couch as some movie you weren’t really paying attention to played on the television. You drew lazy circles on his chest as he rubbed your back gently. You couldn’t imagine a more beautiful man at this moment. 

“What?” He chuckled softly as he caught you staring. 

“Nothin’. I just love you.” You were so relaxed it took you a full moment for your brain to catch up with your words. Neither of you had said it until this moment. 

Ian smiled, “I love you too.” 

Tags: @glowstick-anon

[littlebeanwrites]

Halloween prompt list.

Please send any request for one or multiple prompts below. There’s also a tropes list as well. So you can make it particular as you like.

Masterlist

Also include fem, male, gender neutral, non binary, or trans, reader:)

Characters:

Marvel~ Any avenger or x men, the spider verse or any villains.

DC~ justice league, bat boys, suicide squad and villains.

Jurassic park/ world characters.

Any really any adult character I’m more than happy to do my own research:)

Some may be short if you chose from the NSFW list it will be 18+ of you want a SFW prompt 18+ please include in request.

Halloween prompt list SFW:

Halloween party

Patrolling on Halloween night.

Trying on outfits together

Doing their make up

Trick or treating with family/ kids

Halloween movie night

Baking together

Pumpkin carving.

NSFW list:

Mask kink

Monster kink

Sexy costumes

Mystery hook up at Halloween party

Halloween themed bondage

Halloween themed sex pollen

*turns into their costumes*… fucks.

Halloween threesome or orgy.

Exploring monster themed sex toys.

Trope list:

Friends to lovers

Enemies to lovers

Dad best friend

Best friends dad or mum

Best friends brother or sister

Professor and student

Strangers to lovers

Friends with benefits

Friends with benefits to lovers.

Poly relationship or hook up.

[queen-of-deans-booty]

Worth The Wait: Part One

Pairing: Jensen Ackles x Female!Reader

Word Count: ~900

Warnings: fluff

Request by anon: Hey so every one know that Jensen like Batman, so i have this ideas where the reader is Jensen wife and popular actress who is casted to play Cat woman with Robert Pattinson or other one and the reader never tell Jensen because she want to be a surprise or something like that and she bring him to the premiere where was the Batmobile and him was just fanboy? Fluffy between Jensen and reader 

Summary: You've been working on a movie you know Jensen will love to see, so you've managed to keep it from him until the world premiere. Now it's your chance to unveil the surprise.

Square Filled: hereditary for @spnonewordbingo (deleted bingo)

Author’s Note: we're all gonna pretend that the movie Batman v Superman had Catwoman in it. okay? okay.

x

This all started when your great-grandmother got scouted to be in short films in the early 1900s. Actresses weren't a big thing back then but someone took one look at her and knew she was meant to be on the big screen, whatever that meant back then. She was known all throughout the state as a big-time actress even though all the things she was in were silent films. She had a great facial profile that really embodied everything she was thinking and feeling. She started young but that’s what people did back then. They started their professions at a young age.

When your grandmother was born in 1934, your great-grandmother was already moving on to bigger and better things. She starred in the movie It Happened One Night, The Thin Man, and MGM’s musical/romance adaptation of Cat and the Fiddle. Those were just to name a few. Your grandmother saw what she was doing and wanted to follow in her footsteps, doing everything she could do be in television, the big screen, and in theater.

She got her big break when she got cast in Treasure Island and Fantasia with Disney. She got acting gig after acting gig until she had your mother in 1954. She took a few years off to be with her family but got right back into it. Your mother had a knack for theater and did her time on Broadway more than she did in film. She starred in musicals like Applause, Fiddler on the Roof, Annie, Sweeny Todd, and Grease.

She had you in 1989, and you started singing and acting at a very young age. You got into commercials and TV shows from the get-go. Probably because you come from a line of Tony, Oscar, and Emmy winners. You tried not to let your line of succession lead you to getting good parts, but you’ve managed to get a small role in Jurrasic Park as a child, and into much bigger roles in Charlie’s Angels, Mr. & Mrs. Smith, Saw I, Avatar, The Hunger Games, and many more.

You worked your ass off to be where you are today, and you’re actually working on putting your own album out because you’re striving to be the first EGOT winner in your family. You’ve gotten one Tony Award, too-many-to-count Oscars, and two Emmy awards.

To think you were the shy theater kid who only sang in front of people if you were starring in a play at school. After graduation, you got into a good acting school even though you didn’t really need it, but you still welcomed the challenge they put you through, even starring in most of the plays there. Now you’re a thirty-five-year-old woman with awards like no other, a husband who is just incredible, and an amazing career that is nowhere close to being done.

Your husband is also an actor, a big one for Supernatural. He’s been nothing short of amazing and you’re so proud of him and his work. It sucked at the beginning of his career since you two barely saw each other but the longer you did this, the more you settled into your own groove. You got to take the time off to be with each other a lot more.

You get to go to conventions with him and he gets to go to movie premieres with you. There is nothing you’d trade for this little life of yours. Speaking of movie premiers, you just got done filming your movie Batman vs Superman where you played Catwoman, but you refused to tell your husband anything about it. He is a big Batman fan, and if you were to surprise him with a Batman premier, he’d go feral. Jensen respected you enough to not go snooping when he knew you wanted this to be a surprise, and his friends respected you enough to not tell him about it.

Jenson has been bouncing in his seat since he entered the limo, and you’ve been watching with a wide smile on your face. When the limo gets to the red carpet, Jensen gasps at seeing everything Batman.

“Surprise! I’m Catwoman!”

“You got to be in a room with Batman?”

You two leave the Limo and smile at the cameras flashing in your face. Jensen doesn’t care if he looks like a little kid, he is going to be excited over anything Batman (even though you’re a tad more of a Marvel girl than DC). You’re trying to get in on one of their projects so fingers crossed! There is a section before the red carpet where people can take pictures with a real-life prop of the Batmobile.

Jensen loses his shit and rushes over with a giant smile on his face. You don’t care if a million people are watching or if it’s just you two, but you’ll always love the way he gets excited over things. He gets his picture taken with the Batmobile alone and then with you, and you pull him off to the side with a smile on your face.

“Is this a good surprise? Was it worth the wait?”

“So worth the wait. This is amazing.” Jensen leans in to kiss you but stops with a gasp. “Is that Michael Keaton?”

Jensen’s favorite Batman is Michael Keaton.

“Yeah, he showed up on set a few times. He’s a nice guy!”

“I’m nervous. Should I go up to him?”

“Yeah. He won’t bite,” you chuckle.

You escort Jensen over to Michael who is more than happy to talk to your husband. He hasn’t been this happy and excited in a while, and you’re glad to be part of it.

x

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[romanarose]

TRICK OR TREAT >:)

i love you <3

do i get a treat now

Yes you get a treat. This is why I asked you if you like Twilight bc I needed a reason to post this.

This is a edited chapter of my first MK series, Sunshine, Starlight, Sweetheart, Brightside. You shouldnt have to read all 33 chapters of this series jsut to read this yummy premise!!! So I edited it!

In the series, its a 3rd person and OC, so if I accidentally say "she" or "sam", ignore that.

The Twilight Baseball Scene

Marc Spector x fem!reader

Summary: Ever wanted to get finger fucked to the Twilight baseball scene?

Warnings and content: Fingering. Marc suffering for love. Reader is bicoded.

A/N: Jake is not romantically involved, and is just starting to get along with Marc.

Italics is Marc, Bold is steven, red is jake

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Marc Spector was being torchered. 

He had been through a lot, seen and felt a lot of things as a mercenary, his time as Moon Knight (wait. Is Jake still doing that?), and his childhood, but this? This might top it all. You were spending Saturday alone with him and Steven; Steven had you alone in the morning, and Marc had you for the evening.

Steven’s date was wonderful, he took you to the local book store and let you pick out whatever she wanted. This was, of course, after he took you for coffee. Of course. 

Yeah. Yeah things went well for Steven. 

Marc, on the other hand, was wondering if this was a sneak preview into hell. He knew that it couldn’t actually be in hell; you were here.

He was watching Twilight.

You weren't even cuddling with him, you were on the other side of the couch, actually watching the movie. When they decided to have a movie night, he thought there might not be much movie watching as there might be sex.

Guys. Guys. Marc tried to get the other boy's attention. GUYS!

WHATS HAPPENING?! If a voice in his head could burst through a door waving a gun around, that's what Jake would be doing.

Whoa, calm down.

Marc?! Whats going on?

Jesus you two, nothing is happening.

Then what do you need? You’re supposed to be on a date.

I am. We’re watching... Twilight…

Marc swore he heard Jake laugh.

Oh god, how did that happen?

I told her she could choose the movie!

Well… that was your first mistake.

I thought she would pick something like Star Wars, Indiana Jones or Jurassic Park or something else with Harrison Ford! Not Twilight.

Well if you’re going to let her pick the movie you have to- wait… did you say ‘something else with Harrison Ford?’

Yeah?

Amigo… do you think Harrison Ford is in Jurrasic Park?

Yeah? He’s the one who isn’t Jeff Goldblum

I know who you are talking about Marc, that’s not Harrison Ford. 

You think that Harrison Ford played a grumpy paleontologist in Jurassic Park, and a grumpy archeologist in Indiana Jones? It’s the same exact character.

Well I’ve never seen either-

Hold on. You named Steven after some B movie knock off of Indiana Jones but you never actually watched Indiana Jones?

You can laugh all you want, but that movie was awesome

Wait, Marc, why were you yelling for us?

… I’m bored…

Dios mio, that’s it? I’m supposed to only show up when the body is in critical danger and now I need to baby sit you though Twilight?

It’s not babysitting, I just need entertainment. She’s out of commission right now

Marc looked over at you, whose eyes were glued to the Tv. Edward was on the screen.

Jake laughed. She’s doing that thing.

What thing?

That tongue thing.

Whattonguething?!

That tongue thing she does when she’s turned on…

Not very observant, are you?

What are you two talking about?

Look at her mouth, Ese.

Marc focused on your mouth for Steven. As expected, a tiny bit of your tongue peeked out from between your teeth.

Oh.

She does that when she wants you

Why are you paying attention to when she’s turned on?

Relájate idiota

Before Marc could respond, his head turned when he heard you mutter, barely a whisper. “As if you could outrun me, as if you could fight me off”

What the fuck?! What the fuck was that?!

She watches this movie a lot. She knows this scene line for line.

Jesus.

Marc thought the world of you. He thought you were incredibly intelligent, respected your opinions and loved to hear you speak so passionately about random subjects. He just couldn’t see what you saw in this stupid movie.

It’s comforting to her. She knows it like the back of her hand. To her, it’s predictable. Calming. You should know about that.

Marc saw his point.

You gonna hold her, or are you gonna let her wish it was the sparkly fucker instead?

Marc learned where you were sitting, causing you to turn and grin at him. You still looked at him like he hung the stars, which relieved him. Maybe Edward was a vampire who sparkled (?!?!?!) but you still loved him. For whatever reason.

You planted a kiss on his lips, Marc slipping his tongue into your mouth briefly before you pulled away, eyes flittering to the tv. “Thank you for watching Twilight with me, baby. I know it’s not how you’d like to spend a Saturday night.”

Marc pulled you over to him, easily lifting you up and into his arms. He settled back down, your head on the pillow and cuddled up on his lap. “As long as you’re here, I’ll watch twilight every night.”

Idiota! ¿por qué dirías que?!

I DON’T KNOW! I’M NOT GOOD AT THIS! I PANICKED!

If she wants to watch Twilight with me next week, you’re taking the body and I’m not distracting you.

I’m not either

Oh god damn it. Jake you’re back on my shit list.

What? Steven said it first, isn’t he on your shit list?

I’m his favorite

What, are we his kids now?

Jesus christ.

I mean, technically-

NO! NO! We are not having this conversation. Steven, you’re on my shit list.

Ha. follar y averiguar. 

If I give you a little tip to distract her, will you take me off the shit list?

What do you got?

When the baseball scene comes she’s going to get really turned on. Like, an insane amount. She’s gonna start squirming. Everyone in that scene is gonna do it for her, but she especially loves Edward and Rosalie. When that happens, put your hands down her pants. She’ll drop everything for you to fuck her.

Jesus christ. What happened to Steven?

Great sex, that’s what. How long until the baseball scene.

Another half hour, probably

Marc groaned loudly in the headspace. Steven and Jake tried to keep him company.

When the baseball scene started, Steven told him to wait a minute so you work yourself up. Jake excused himself. When he felt you start to shift and wriggle her legs together (Steven was right, you really liked Rosalie), Marc slid a hand down your pants, eliciting a gasp.

His other hand that was wrapped under you spent a moment to caress your body as he teased your clit, making you body lurch in his grip.

“Marc…” You whispered.

“Shhhhh. Just watch your movie.”

What are you doing?

I’m gonna make her come on my fingers.

Yeah I get that, but you’re going to need to distract her from the movie. She’s only going to be thinking of Edward the whole time.

Marc slipped two fingers into her as his wandering hand put a hard grip on her left tit.

It’s fine. I just want her. If Twilight makes her happy, so be it. 

You whimpered, eyes glued to the tv and breath shaking from his touch. The famed baseball scene played out before your eyes and you breath hitching when Jasper did the twirl with his bat.

Marc continued finger fucking you, swearing that your eyes were on Rosalies thighs more than anything. You swallowed hard, focusing on the music and his touch. When Alice saw the vision of the other 3 characters (have they been here before? Am I supposed to know them? Marc hadn’t been paying attention.) approached, He could feel you were getting close.

His left hand played with your nipples between his fingers as he tried to figure out what was happening. These must be the bad vampires, judging by the way everyone reacted. Jesus, no one in this movie can act casual for the life of them. The hand that had been on your breast moved up to your throat, causing you to buck against him, your body pleading for more. And god, did he give you more. Marc inserted a third finger and picked up the pace, carefully restricting your airflow as you watched the terrible movie. Finally, he let go of your throat and whispered “Come when you’re ready, baby”

He continued fingering you, paying less attention to the insane dialogue and more to the sounds her pussy made, so wet, so wet for him. One of the bad vampires must’ve said something, because Edward moved into a defensive stance around Bella. That’s when you came, pulsing around his fingers and writhing in his arms, your beautiful mouth gasping for air. He held you through it, fucking you through the orgasm and his other fingers skimming over your chest and stomach.

Marc had a theory you were turned on by being protected or feeling safe. That’s why you were so into Steven so early. He made you feel safe. You coming when Edward protected Bella? Well, that confirmed his theory.

Your hand moved back to touch Marc’s pants, but Marc stopped you. “Don’t worry about that. We got a movie to finish.” You sighed contently and settled into his lap.

I think this is what they call being 'pussy whipped'

He played with your hair and massaged your scalp for the rest of the movie. Now, if you wanted to get turned on when you felt safe, that’s fine by him. You are safe with Marc and Steven, and Jake it seemed. You were safe with them. They would never let anyone hurt you. They would do anything in their power to make you smile, make you laugh, make you cum. If that means buying an iced caramel macchiato every single day, that’s wonderful. If that means having you under him, writhing and sweaty and absolutely ruined? Yeah, that’s fantastic.

And god damn it, if that meant watching Twilight every night? Then shit, he’d learn it line for line.

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Is it lazy to repost chapters of my old fics?

Yes. But. who cares bc otherwise these scenes wouldn't have any reach outside of readers of the series.

I would like to take a sec to promo the series, its got an oc so i know its not for everyone and its long, but it deals with sa, sh, childhood trauma all that shit.

Thank you for reading ILY CLEEMMMMMMMMM

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[queenofdragons12]

Fires of Midnight

paring: Jurrasic world (varios) x beast! reader

genre: fantasy, fluff

Summary: the world has been cruel to you ever since you hatched that day. but now it is time for revenge. and you are not alone.

A/N: thisll be perhaps a seris i will hope i can at least try to make one.

Heavy footsteps woke you from your sleep. A new scent filtered through the air, musky and rich with hormones.

An imprisoned being, young and strong. A tortured soul, an animal from the old days.

A monster.

"Who is there?" Growled a deep voice. You turned your head and lifted yourself off the ground, and roared back, "I am the beast in the shadows. Say your name."

Silence filled the air. Your breath broke it, and then you saw two blood-red eyes.

Monster, your mind raced, but you shook it off. You're not much better yourself. "The humans call me Indominus Rex. I think that's my name. And this is my enclosure." You snorted, stood up even more with heavy claws, and pushed the earth down, leaving footprints forever marking the ground.

"Your enclosure?" You echoed step into the light emitting a gasp from the dinosaur. "I've been here since they restarted this park. I don't want to give this up. But..." you started to trace different paths in your mind.

With a sigh, you flicked your tail and stared around the I.Rex's eyes protruded from his figure.

He was powerfully built and would win a fight if it ever came to that. He had good killer claws, and his teeth stuck out of his mouth white.

When you finished examining him, you dipped your head, spread your wings, and let him do the same.

After a while, the Indominus was done scanning me, stopping in front of me again, my size dwarfing his. he huffed, his eyes wide "you are not a dinosaur either. you've been made... just like me," he said. I grinned, teeth catching the light "of course I have. we all are made by the humans in this park. but for now, I am my own being. and I will get my revenge" you snapped your jaws shut when you suddenly caught a scent, and your head lolled to the side.

The I. Rex copied you, his eyes scanning and searching for an answer in your strange behavior. "what's going on?" he asked in the end, but you only let out a guttural growl and turned slowly to his eyes, pricing his "they're here. He is here."

Before White could say anything, your wings snapped open, and you were suddenly on the wall where a glass dome was planted. White let out a screech of worry as your claws sunk into the glass, scaring those poor humans.

But you were aiming for one: your creator Dr. Henry Wu. he was in there. You knew that. But you were too big to go around and walk in there. So you had to scare them to leave so you could go in another way.

Shaking your head, you landed on the ground again, lashing tail string up leaves.

"fox dung," you cursed, growling and clawing at the ground. White studied you before he let out a breath. He didn't know he was holding, making you turn to him, giving him a worried look "sorry, I scared you, didn't I? I can't control myself when he comes near. He has tortured me all my life, making me into the being I am today."

You shook your head and turned to the forest in your enclosure giving White one last glance "hope we two can be friends anyway," and then you flew off, leaving the Indominus alone and confused.

[mrcloudjumper]

My Shit Writing Intro 👍

Fandom Master-list

Who I Will Write For; 

            Only masc and neutral.  The only exception is the Bard Holland x fem reader I had done a while ago, as my first request. 

What My Writing Is Like;

            Cringe.  Creative, but cringe.  Great description, I know. Ha.

           I can guarantee you that 98% of the time everything will be correctly punctuated, capitalized, and spelled with decent grammar.  Correct paragraph spacing as well.  A slip up every once in a while, but overall.

           I’ll write either bullet pointed headcanons, bullet pointed story-like stuff, or a straight up general paragraph story.  Generally I’ll be 10x better at bulleted headcanons, and decent at bullet-story and not as good at a straight up story.  It’s up to the requester, obviously, which one they want- but It’ll be better and maybe quicker, and more content.

           I have a 1,000 word minimum, so I won’t make you wait 20,000 years for 100 words, I’ll make you wait 20,000 years for a minimum of 1,000 words! (nothing against those who write less than 1,000 words, obviously-)

What I Will Write;

            Anything where the reader is a weird supernatural creature.  Branching from a Tabaxi from DnD to a vampire or werewolf.  Anything.  Heavy on anything dragon-like.  For example, a dragon shifter perhaps with the ‘form’ of a StormCutter or Nightfury.  Make it creative.

           Platonic fics.  In fact, I will probably write those more than romantic.  Certain characters I will write platonic for only.

           Anything under the trans umbrella.  I know some authors won’t because they themselves are not trans, but I have the trans swag and will write about it.  And obviously anything under the gay umbrealla.  That should be a given but just in case.  And obviously I’m open to poly fics.

Feel free to ask for crossovers, those are cool. And you can ask for any specific pronouns! Other than any variation with ‘she’ or ‘her’

What I Won’t Write;

          No sex or making out or hickeys or any of that ever.  Nope. Sorry, it makes me uncomfortable.  Mentions to it, and jokes about it, sure, but not the actual thing.

          No questionable things like incest (cough cough, wincest, cough), pedophilia, or zoophilia.  No hate.  No bigotry.

          I’m fine with gore, death, major injury, small bits of torture (cough cough Supernatural) but keep it within something that you’d see in a Jurrasic Park movie.  Plus mentions of torture (cough cough Supernatural)  But even torture won’t be like a whole lot description, just that it happened because, well yeah.  It’s torture.  Not gonna write that in detail.

          Generally, I will try, key word try, to keep the wait under a week’s wait.  98% of the time all requested fics will be done in chronological order to when they were requested.  Assuming I don’t have a shit ton of requests at once, it should be on that schedule most of the time.

[bumblesimagines]

"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"

"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."

[trash-gobby]

Dating Ian Malcolm Would Include

Summary: Some Ian Malcolm headcanons to tide you over until seeing the new Jurassic Park movie comes out. A little short, but I might make more stuff like this if people like these ones.

Pairing(s): Ian Malcolm X GN!Reader

Characters: Ian Malcolm, Reader

RATING: PG

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✨ Being always on your toes. He's a pretty spontaneous man and always likes to be on the go. Whether that is going to remote parts of the world for trekking through the wilds, visiting the Las Vegas casinos, or going skydiving.

✨ Feelings like the center of his world. Dr. Malcolm really likes to lay it on with his partners in order to prolong the relationship as much as possible. Him being extremely charismatic also helps.

✨ He'll shower you in gifts, like trips with him around the world and taking you out for extravagant dinners.

✨ Showing you the interesting and unseen parts of the world you never would have thought of being there, is something Ian highly enjoys. Seeing the look on your face, of wonder and joy is something that makes his heart swell.

✨ However, Ian is someone who always needs to be doing something new, which means that trying to keep up with him can sometimes be exhausting.

✨ Ian is also reluctant to really commit since he's already been married more than once, and worries that you will just become another bitter ex of his.

✨ You two will really need to be compatible and communicate if you want to make this relationship work. Especially encouraging Ian to confront his commitment issues.

✨ Getting along with his daughter Kelly will be incredibly important if your going to be partners long term. She's also pretty picky considering her father has brought home a lot of partners.

✨ Putting up with some very long conversations about the chaos and balance which can be found within the world of mathematics is something your going to have to do. If you like maths, that's a major plus, since Ian will be interested in your opinion on certain topics.

✨ He's pretty physically affectionate and is definitely comfortable with PDA. Although he's not gonna get to hot and heavy in public.

✨ Mostly Ian wants to make sure that everyone knows your his partner and that he's proud to have you by his side. Sometimes that means having his hand around your waist while you talk to others or leaning into you slightly.

✨ Has a tendency to get jealous if he thinks someone is flirting with you, but is more likely to politely bring this up to you in private then anything else.

✨ Very much a goofball and doesn't tend to take much of anything seriously. This can be annoying or really endearing.

✨ Does know when to take things serious in a crisis and has a pretty good head on his shoulders, which is pretty hot.

[komotionlessqueenmm]

Imagine # 756

Gif NOT mine. (Found on Pinterest.)

If this gif is yours please let me know, so I can give you credit.

Gif credit goes to - Unknown.

Year posted - 2021

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Owen grinned as he watched (Y/n) exit her car, his grin faltering for a moment when he seen the sad look on her face. "What's wrong sweetheart?" Owen asked as she buried her face into his firm chest. "I have to take a raincheck on meeting the girls up close." Came her muffled reply. "How come?" Owen asked pulling her back just far enough to look into her eyes. "They get aggressive and predatory when they smell blood." (Y/n) replied with an embarrassed blush. "Are you hurt?" Owen asked, not catching on to what she was saying. "No I'm not hurt... I'm..." (Y/n) sighed under her breath, the blush deepening. "Bloody Mary decided to pay me a visit, and now I'm stuck with her for a week." She tried, hoping he'd understand her meaning. "Oohh." Owens eyes widened momentarily, before another grin crossed his lips. "Well it looks like I gotta take care of my number one girl for the week huh." Owen spoke smoothly as he scooped (Y/n) up into his arms. "Owen!" She squeaked with a giggle, holding onto him for dear life. "Come on let's get you off to bed, and watch some TV." He persuaded her, as if he wasn't manhandling her into submission anyways. "You've got to look after the girls." (Y/n) tried reasoning with him, to no avail. "Barry can handle them for me, he'll call if he needs me." Owen shrugged casually, making (Y/n) roll her eyes playfully. "I love you." (Y/n) murmured before pecking her boyfriends cheek. "I love you more." He hummed before kissing her properly.

[elegantbutedgy]

You know what deserves more hype? Indiana Jones and Classic Jurassic Park.

I NEED MORE INDIANA JONES AND IAN MALCOLM FICS PLEASEEEEE

If you write x reader fics for either of these characters, please tag me in your works and I will HAPPILY read them and or share them! Thank you!!!

[yanderemommabean]

In yandere world, how would they react to the tamer?. (Like owen and his raptors) -Bread bean :)

Probably like a cult in a sense, following every command in hopes they get affection, but some days are more dangerous than others, as if they aren’t assigned a lover soon, they’ll try and make the trainer their object of affection and that can lead to attempted kidnappings and attacks on others in their habitats.

[brian-roger-deaky-and-fred]

Can I get some Tim Murphy requests, please? :^)

[playbucky]

Alpha || J.W

You work at Jurassic World Park and you met Grayson and Zak on the boat in. Characters - Reader x Owen, Reader x Zak, Reader x Grayson Word Count - 1121 A/N- I know what happens with Indy here would never be able to happen. So, in the event that we do get a real life Jurassic World please do not attempt this.

You made you way in between the two boys at the front of the boat. You saw the boy to your left look at you but then he focussed on the girls on the lower deck.  ‘It’s amazing isn’t it?’ You asked the young boy next to you, with curly hair. ‘Yeah, the 16 variations of dinosaurs that you can pet.’ He said excitedly as he looked through the booklet. ‘Well you sure know your dinosaurs.’ You commented, he looked at you and smiled widely, nodding excitedly. ‘Yeah.’ He said looking down at his feet. ‘Hey, don’t be ashamed about it.’ You nudged his shoulder. ‘Well my brother thinks it’s weird.’ He said as he pointed at the big the other side of you, who was too interested in girls. You shook your head and smiled. ‘Well this trip will change his mind.’ You told the boy and he looked apprehensive and looked ahead. ‘Are you coming for the first time?’ He asked, you looked down at him and shook your head. ‘Nope, I work here.’ You said, and you saw his face light up. ‘Maybe you can come by my station during your time here.’ You suggested, he looked up. ‘Where do you work?’ He asked, you pointed to the petting area on the map, he smiled and nodded. 

‘Claire?’ You asked as you saw her walking up to you, smiling which was uncommon. ‘Y/N.’ She said cheery, you noticed two boys that were standing behind her. ‘I want you to meet my nephews, Grayson and Zak.’ She said and pointed at the two boys standing next to her. ‘I’ve already met them.’ You said as you smiled at them, Grayson smiled widely. ‘Really? Where?’ She asked shocked. ‘On the boat in, Grayson here knows some serious facts about the dinos.’ You told her, she smiled looking at him. ‘Oh really well-‘ she but here phone started ringing and she looked at the guys apologetically. ‘She’s your aunt?’ You asked them, they nodded and sighed. You could see the sadness in Grayson’s eyes and annoyance in Zak’s. ‘I’m sorry boys I need to get to work, let me find Suzan and she’ll take you around.’ You watched as their faces dropped. ‘They can come with me.’ You suggested. All three looked at you. ‘Are you sure?’ Claire asked, you glance me at Grayson and saw how happy he was. ‘Yeah, they can hang around until your done and even help a little.’ You said, and you watched Grayson’s face light up even more. ‘Of you can that’s be so great.’ She said, and you nodded. ‘These are my babies.’ You said as you crouched down between Asylosaurus’s, they ran to you and hid behind your legs. ‘Your babies?’ Zak asked, you looked up at him and raised an eyebrow. ‘Well you, seem like the kind to look after a bigger one.’ He said, you chuckled and handed them some food and they held their hands our for the Asylosaururs to take from their palms.

‘Grady.’ You said as you into the compound, you looked through the slates, you then told the boys to wait there as you opened the gate and entered beside Owen.  ‘Y/L/N.’ He said, glancing at you as you were at his side. You turned to your back. ‘Meet Claire’s Nephews, Zak and Grayson.’ You said introducing them to Owen. You then walked over to the raptors and patted their noses. ‘Hey girls.’ You said quietly, and you’d swear you heard them purr. ‘Do they have names?’ Grayson asked, Owen looked at him and nodded. ‘Blue.’ Owen said as he pointed to the one that had blue on her snout. ‘Charlie.’ He pointed to the next one. ‘Delta.’ He went over and stroked her snout, then pointed to the one that you were clapping. ‘Echo.’ ‘Who’s their Alpha?’ Zak asked, Owen looked at you and you rolled your eyes.  ‘You’re looking at him kid.’ He said and smirked, you pushed past Owen and made your way back out to the boys.

‘What are you doing?’ You heard Owen shout, you just raised your hand at him telling him to be quiet, focussing your attention on Indy. ‘Y/N.’ Owen said behind you, you didn’t listen to him and walked out, into the centre. Before whistling, as she turned around and looked at you. As she stomped closer your stood taller, puffing your chest out. ‘Pleas work, please.’ You whimpered to yourself. You raised your arm; her attention went straight to you. She looked at you before looking behind you at the men that were running. ‘No.’ You shouted as she went to take a step forward. She turned to you. She meant down and sniffed before she stood and took a deep breath, a sign she was going to roar. ‘No!’ You said again. Like a puppy that was getting into trouble she looked at you. ‘Don’t give me that look.’ You told her, she let out a huff and lowered slightly, you never took your stare off of her as she stepped forward again. ‘Dude, Your girlfriend’s a badass.’ Owen heard Zak mutter and Grayson agreed, he would have answered back but he was too busy watching you. Panic rising in his chest as you raised your hand to Indy’s snout. ‘I know they treated you badly, keeping you in a cage like some kind of animal, but you shouldn’t act like this.’ You told her, talking to her as if she was another human being. ‘Being in that cage as much you hate it, it’s for your own good.’ You told her truthfully, she tilted her head to the side and puffed air out her nostrils. ‘But the cage is gone now, were all leaving.’ You stated, she growled slightly. ‘They don’t understand you, and they get scared easily.’ You told her knowing she wasn’t understanding you at all. But to your surprise, she reached forward with her snout and rested it against your palm, you let out a deep breath of air. You ran your hand over her snout, feeling the roughness of the skin, you scratched it slightly. ‘Go, please.’ You told her, she pulled back and huffed, before turning and heading away. Once she was a few metres away, Owen, Zak and Grayson came out to you. ‘What in the hell did you do?’ Owen asked, as he stood beside you, watching as Indy walked away from you all. You turned to him. ‘She needed an Alpha.’ You said with a shrug, you then looked at Grayson and Zak. ‘Is she the type I should be looking after?’ You quizzed Zak with a smile, they looked at you with wide eyes before nodding.

[ivy-plays]

Jurrasic world(Owen Grady) master list:

Owen grady x Gn!reader fluff: Reader was late in comeing home causing Owen to worry untill he found them in one of the most adorable ways possible.

"We'll be alright" : Reader is Owens wife and fellow raptor trainer. So what happens when Claire Dearing askes the two of you to take a look at the parks newest asset?

Pt:1

Pt:2

Pt.3

Pt.4

[katiedreamy]

My boyzzzzzzz know how to grooooooooove XD