Okay so this request has been a long one in the making and to the anon who asked for this request, THANK U SOOO MUCH FOR BEING SOOOO PATIENT WITH ME. Now in this request you as the reader are a child/Indo-rex hybrid that Owen takes in. Some events fit with the movie but I decided to put my own spin on some of the things based off Land before time 2; The Great Valley Adventure (all the LBT movies were my childhood if you haven’t seen them, go watch them cause ya’ll missed out on something) Anyways not really any warnings to look out for so I hope you all enjoy this fic 🙂
It all began with a test tube. Jurassic World scientists have come a long
way in just 20 years since the first Jurassic Park, and with technology more
advance than it was back then, they were able to create things that were
possible for even normal scientists to think was possible. Not only did Jurassic World scientists make a
hybrid dinosaur, they also used that same DNA to create a full human child to
speak and communicate with said creature.
Now it was said that their newest
attraction, the Indominus Rex or I-Rex for short, had eaten it’s sister because
it grew too territorial but what they didn’t know was that the sister I-rex
tried to eat the young girl they had with the two of them and the white I-Rex
was protecting her pup since they both shared the same scent and DNA pattern,
making the true I-Rex the mother of this young girl that they named IR626.
But then one night, IR626 somehow managed
to escape the increased secure habitat of the I-Rex and started roaming freely
around the park, and it is here that our story begins.
I haven’t written anything for Owen in a really long time, so here, have a super fluffy holiday fic filled with literally every fanfiction cliche you can think of!
Owen stared blankly at his plane ticket, then up to the
large screen listing departing and arrival times of various flights. The word
“cancelled” flickered in red across the board for every single one, including
his connecting flight to California. Around him, people were fussing about.
Most of them were on their phones, attempting to make hotel arrangements or
contacting whoever would be expecting them at their destination. There were,
naturally, a few crying children, as well. Three years ago their tantrums would
have irritated him to no end, but working at a theme park, desensitized him to
the sound.
He folded his ticket and tucked it into his pocket, sighing
as he mentally corrected himself. Worked.
He worked at a theme park.
Owen looked up at the television beside the flight statuses.
A man, bundled to the point that his face was hardly visible, was attempting to
keep himself steady as he reported the weather. Beneath him was a hypocritical
caption scrolling repeatedly, warning people to stay indoors until the blizzard
stopped and the temperatures rose to a safer level. It was an idiotic display
of media, but at least it was a break from what had been flashing across the
world for the past three days: The Indominus Incident.
He’s a little shit so be prepared for pranks and jokes when you least expect it.
So much laughter!!! Owen loves to make you laugh. His favorite thing in the world is seeing a smile on your face.
Arguments are heated but short lived. It can get pretty ugly – name calling, low blows, etc – but after the two of you take some time apart to cool off, Owen always cracks first. He comes to you, his voice much softer and he spreads his hands and apologizes for the things he said.
If you’re still mad at him, he starts to tease you. Then you start laughing and he grins but you point at him. “I’m still mad at you.” “Then why are you smiling?” “Just because I’m smiling doesn’t mean I’m not mad.” “If you say so, babe.”
If anyone starts making you uncomfortable with unwanted attention, Owen is there in a heartbeat. He comes up behind you silent as a cat, slides an arm around your waist and tucks you into his side. He kisses the top of your head with a pointed glare in the offender’s direction.
Skinnydipping. He is in love with your skin and it makes him so happy to see you comfortable enough to show it off.
Shower sex
Kitchen sex
Quickies are rare though. He doesn’t like to be interrupted when he’s with you. He wants to give you his undivided attention and as many orgasms as possible.
Owen does get caught up in his job, which you can’t really blame him for since it’s pretty much one of the coolest jobs in the world. So you have to remind him once in a while that you’d like to spend time with him.
Anniversaries and dates are not grand, expensive affairs. Sometimes it’s just you and him on a blanket under the stars, wrapped up in each other to keep warm.
Owen always makes breakfast for you. He wants to make sure you start the day off right, you’re well fed and taken care of.
Despite your reservations, he insists that you get to know his raptors. He wants them to understand you’re part of his life and to not hurt you. It takes a long time to earn their trust, especially since the girls are a bit wary of you. But then the day comes when you’re training with Owen and they ignore him to respond to your commands.
“They were my raptors first.” “Are you…jealous?” “No.” “Owen.” “…Maybe.”
You are the little spoon all the time. Owen wraps himself around you every night so completely that you can only feel him – his forehead pressed to the back of your neck, his mouth at your shoulder, his arms locked around your waist, his legs tangled with yours.
The number one way to drive Owen up the wall is to straddle him. He’ll pat his knee or give you that look that says get over here. He never tells you what to do but he’ll gladly extend invitations that are impossible to resist. And when you swing your leg over his hips and settle into his lap, running your hands through his hair, over his neck and down his chest, his pupils blow wide open with arousal. Works every time.
Dancing together. He can’t dance very well. At all. So he screws around mostly and doesn’t make serious attempts at it. But then there are other times when it’s late at night on the porch or at 3am in the kitchen in your pajamas when he takes your hand, pulls you close, his arm around your waist, nuzzling at your hair, and you slow dance for a while.
Pillow fights. You lose terribly because Owen can wield those pillows pretty hard but he makes up for it by peppering your face in kisses.
Long motorcycle rides with your arms wrapped around his middle, huddled against his back for warmth. Just you and him and the open road for hours.
Summary: You work at the Park as the lead vet, and you and Owen have a couples spat during a job.
Pairing: Owen Grady x Reader
Warnings: fluff, petty arguments, injured!Blue
Word Count: 862
a/n; first time writing Jurassic World / Owen Grady. I was inspired by that teaser trailer. So excited for next year!!
This man was infuriating. There were days you wanted to kiss Owen Grady, and others you wanted to slap him.
Today was the latter option.
You woke up in the cabin that morning to a trail of his dirty clothes across the floor. And it wasn’t exactly the first time, either.
“We might work with dinosaurs, but this isn’t the prehistoric ages, Grady. There’s such a thing as a washing machine,” you argued, striding towards the raptors enclosure, Owen hot on your heels.
“Oh, come on! Are we still going on about this? I said I was sorry,” he complained.
You shot him a blunt look over your shoulder, “actually, you didn’t.”
Owen bit his lip, throwing his hands up in frustration, “alright, alright, I’m sorry,” he replied, giving you an innocent look.
“You better be,” you huffed, walking up the balcony where Claire and Barry were waiting for the pair of you
Attractive: (your most attractive feature to him and vise )
Owen’s favorite part of you is your eyes. The both of you could be mid sentence, but not hearing a word. You have the most beautiful eyes he’s ever seen in the world.
His chest. It’s so broad and big, it’s so fun to run your fingers down it, through the curly chest hairs.
Baby: (Does he want kids?)
He’s a southern family man, he’s always knew he wanted children ever since he was younger, but the moment just isnt right, especially with his job and the location.
But theres often nights, two of you spread across the bed and each other, talking about your future children, and baby names.
Cuddle: (How you cuddle)
Okay but owen is a cuddler, he likes being held, cuddling is a must at least once a day.
Cuddling is often owen laying down on the bed, your head against his chest, twirling the small curly hairs of his chest between fingers, listening to his heart thumping.
Dates: (Most dates are like..)
Most dates aren’t anything special, due to the current living situation being the island left slim choices.
But somehow he would always find a way to make it special, it could be pizza, a movie or just a small walk for ice cream somehow it was turned into the most beautiful moments.
Everything: (You’re his everything)
Owen’s soft finger dance across your cheeks, soaking in all the touch he could get. Eyes closed, small breaths falling from parted lips, he always loved how cute you look when you’re asleep. How pretty you looked when the sun would shine in between the curtains onto your face.
“You’re my everything.”
Feelings: (When he first realized he had feelings for you..)
It was pretty vanilla actually, you were an animal specialist at the park with an internship from school.
When another raptor was born you were sent to check if she was healthy, while pressing the stethoscope against her chest, a loud protective, “Who are you?”
You turned around nervous, not sure if you were in the right place, not wanting to mess up the one Job you were given, you looked at the brute man shyly. “I’m sorry am I not in the right place?”
All breath was knocked from Owen the moment you turned, greeted with a small shy smile, skimmed eyes. “I’m sorry sweetheart I didnt mean to scare ya.”
Owen had what one would call love at first sight.
Gentle: (How gentle is he?)
Owen is a gentle as he can be. He’s a working man, who honestly hasn’t had the touch of a human in a while, sometimes hes a little rough which he’ll apologize for over and over again.
For the most part he is very gentle never wanting to hurt you, only when you want of course tho.
Hand/Hold: (PDA)
If owen isnt holding your hand, or pressing his hand to the small of your back, it’s not him.
Of course during working hours he’ll keep it small, like a kiss goodbye or a kiss to the cheek.
At home he doesnt let you go, his hands and lips anywhere he can find.
Interest: (His interest in you..)
He always asks how your day went, what you did, or if he notices what is bothering you so much.
He always notices though, he will lay you down, fingers tangling your hair, “what happened today baby?”
Joker: (Funny stuff)
Together you and Owen are the biggest jokers around, always making fun of each other, laughing and telling jokes.
The prank wars are crazy, you two go to far on everything, water pranks and etc, you drive each other crazy but love it.
Kisses: (How he often kisses you…)
Owen is always kissing you.
His kisses are usually small but passionate and long.
He also has the tiny ones, against your forehead and cheeks, the ones from pure love.
Little Things: (A small thing he loves about you..)
Whenever you’re confused, your head tilts
Memory: (Favorite memory of you..)
In the beginning of the relationship, only about 2 weeks in, owen was having a rough day with the Raptors, left his phone at home and on top of that, also forgot he had a meeting that he missed earlier in the day.
When he got home the main light shining through the windows. He lived alone..
He opened the door cautiously just in case of a home invader, but only was greeted with you sitting on his sofa, petting his golden retriever.
“I’m sorry.” You mumble, “you weren’t answering me, I thought you got eaten by the raptors.”
A smile fills his features, just seeing you made the day seem worth it, that might have been the moment he knew he was falling in love with you.
“I wish they did at this point sweetheart.”
Nickel: (Spoiling you..)
Owen wishes he could spoil you more, but he works with what hes got.
Not so much in money, but in affection. For no reason at all he’d draw you a hot bath, with candles and rose petals. It always makes you smile.
Or cook you your favorite meal.
Sometimes even letting you pick what to watch before bed. (which was a big deal for him)
Orange: (Favorite color..)
The color of your eyes, it was like any other, and will forever now be the only color he wants to see.
Petnames: (what he calls you..)
Owen usually calls you sweetheart or baby, sometimes babe (usually when hes in a lil mood)
You call him honey, hun, babe. You two rarely use each other names, only when you’re mad.
Questions: (What he usually asks you..)
“How was your day sweetheart?” He never fails to ask you everyday, the moment he sees you after school, it always makes you smile.
“Do you have any idea how sexy you are?” Believe it or not but he says this at least once a week, he just likes reminding you.
Remember: (What does he remember?)
Owen forgets everything, you always texting him to remind him of small things, like doctor appointments, to get something at the store and etc.
He does remember special dates such as your birthday or anniversaries, also he tries extra hard to remember you saying you like or want something. Always guesses your shoe size and gets it right.
Sad: (What he does when he’s sad)
When owen is sad, he tends to push you away. He doesn’t mean to but hes not good with feelings.
After a while he realizes that you’re only worried, and will wrap his arms around you in a must needed hug.
Talking: (His talking..)
Peter doesn’t stop talking, it’s nonstop. It’s cute watching him ramble about stuff but sometimes you just want to choke him out because of it.
It could be serious or silly, he just wont stop even if you countlessly told him to shut up.
Untruth: (Truthfulness..)
Owen will always tell you the truth.
Even if he knows you dont want to hear it. He believes in sharing everything, and being truthful, expecting the same from you.
Volume: (Does he talk about you?)
He talks about you a lot
ACTUALLY ALL THE TIME
The person will literally be in another conversation and he’ll still talk.
He just loves you and wants everyone to know.
Why: (Why he loves you..?)
Hes never met someone so full of adventure, and daring. You’re so sweet to everyone, kindness it your best quality.
You’re everything he could’ve hoped for in a girlfriend/wife.
X- Vision: (Does he know you?)
A word doesn’t even have to be said, he can just tell by your face if something is wrong.
He knows you so well, he usually guesses what it is too (usually work)
You: (what you are to him…)
His life definitely wouldn’t be the same without you, definitely not boring, seeing he lives on an island of dinosaurs, but very different.
You’re his bestfriend, always there to talk, when he’s sad or just had a long day.
You’re his sunshine on a bad day
One person he shares everything with.
Zebra: (pets)
Obviously he loves animals. He loves his Raptors and his golden retriever Lucy.
You love animals as well and always ask for another puppy.
Drabble Friday – If Drabble Friday isn’t over then maybe a Owen Grady where his velociraptors think of you as his mate even though you are his shy assistant who never talks to him and they attack someone hurting you? Pretty please?!
You watched Owen from behind the bars, the raptors were very intrigued by you, and Owen was very interested in showing them to you, though you only ever talked to him when it was absolutely necessary. Barry had told you already that the raptors saw you as Owen’s mate, but you paid no real attention to him, thinking he was only joking around – but it turns out he wasn’t.
One of the days Owen asked you if you’d like to meet the raptors, and prehaps get to train them a little, depending on how well they took to you.
Owen took your shaking hand and lead you into the pen, he’d only really done this once before, and that was scary to think about.
You watched the raptors and you had their names memorised- Blue, Echo, Charlie and Delta.
You breath in and out as slowly as you can, knowing you have to be calm as they sense fear.
Owen leads you inside, holding you behind him just in case.
“Are you sure about this?” He asks, and you nod.
“Yes,” You manage to mumble and he nods, he pulls out a clicker that he uses to train them and you watch as they all come running from the overgrown vegetation.
“This is Blue-” He begins but you nod.
“I know their names, Blue, Charlie, Delta and Echo,” You tell him and you nod to each one individually to show him you know their names and he smiles, impressed.
One of the raptors takes a step closer and Owen puts out his hands to warn them off.
“Back it up,” He says and you allow a small smile when he protects you.
You spend the rest of the day training them just as Owen did and he helps you along with them.
Once you’re out of there Barry tells you and Owen they see you the Alpha’s (Owen) mate and Owen chuckles at your blushed cheeks.
“Well the raptors better unlearn that,” You mumble to them all and Owen smiles at you.
You were alone today, Owen had something else to attend to, meaning you had to train the raptors alone, which meant going in their enclosure alone.
“Lets see what you can do,” You hear and you look round at one of the enclosure workers.
You walk into the enclosure and you pull out the clicker, attracting the raptors to you.
“Morning raptor squad,” You say and you hold the bucket of food in your hand.
“Delta, back up,” You say firmly and she does as she is told.
You’re about to throw her some food when you hear shouting to get out of the pen and you see someone rushing at you with some kind of weapon.
You yelp as they pull the weapon across the skin on your arm and you fall backwards, backing up towards the raptors.
You watch Blue pounce forwards and she begins to tear at the man who attacked me.
You watch the others follow and they begin to rip him apart.
“STOP!” You yell, trying to distract them with the clicker.
“Delta! Blue! Charlie! Echo!” You yell, but they keep ripping at him.
You suddenly feel arms wrap around you and they pull you back.
You catch one last glimpse at the raptors before you’re pulled completely out of the enclosure.
“Hey, hey! (Y/N)! It’s alright!” You hear Owen’s voice and your face is pulled up to look at his.
“Hey,” He whispers and you quickly hug him, not knowing what else to do.
“I was so scared,” You whisper and he nods.
“I know, but it’s okay now, you’re with me, we’re safe,” He says and you look up at him.
“Thank you,” You say and he smiles.
“You should thank the raptor squad,” He says and you watch some first aiders come over to fix up your arm.
Owen stands to leave you with them but you grab him and pull his lips onto yours quickly.
“Don’t ever make me leave you again, I am your assistent after all,” You tell him afterwards and he smirks.
“Maybe you can be my assistent in other departments,” He winks and you roll your eyes before he helps you stand.
The first aiders finish on your arm and you take Owen’s hand.
“Do you think maybe you can let the raptors see us as mates now?” He asks and you laugh.
“Maybe,” You say and he takes your waist in his spare hand and pulls you in, kissing you softly.
Requested by: @fandomnationwhore Sorry it took so long! I’ve been super busy! I Hope you like it!
request: Hi, could you do a jurassic world fic where Rexy (the killer hybrid dinosaur) tries to attack the park again and reader (who raised her kinda like a mom) tell her to go back in her pin and Rexy is scared thinking shes mad at her, just a little angst and fluff please, thank you! 🙂
Summary: You’ve been with the I.Rex since she was born. Your job, like Owens, was to study her behavioral instincts. When she escapes, your terrified that she won’t remember you, when you have to stop her from killing others. What happens when she does?
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UNEDITED
The two little Indominus Rex hybrids slowly emerged from their eggs. You watched in amazement in how the scientists were able to modify the hybrids with other Dino DNA. You were one of the Dinosaur researchers. Like Owen Grady. He was just starting to imprint on his raptors. Your job was for the Indominus Rex.
You noticed how one baby hatched much quicker than her sister. The lab was quiet, you and Dr. Wu being the only ones in the lab during the hatching.
“Their claws…” You muttered as you looked at the baby dinosaurs claws.
“It’s how we programmed them,” Dr. Wu stated. “They said bigger, scarier, more teeth.”
“How big will they get?” You asked as you put on gloves to hold one.
“They will both be 50 feet long when fully grown… bigger than the T.Rex.” He smiled.
“I don’t get it, why do we have to make modified hybrids? They’re dinosaurs! Isn’t that enough?” You asked. “If I didn’t work here, I would still come just to see them. No special attractions needed.”
“I agree. Jurassic Park could’ve survived, if we only had fired that computer programmer.” Dr. Wu said.
“This one is having a hard time hatching.” You pointed out as you put on gloves and went to help break away the shell.
“I would help that other one, your the one they have to imprint on. She’s already almost out.” With a nod, you went to the other table and examined the little girl.
She looked almost scared at the new world around her, but her teeth were snarled as a warning. Her giant claws moving to clear any goo from her big blood orange eyes.
You carefully picked her up, she was so tiny. The baby cooed at your touch and snuggled in your hand. Surprised by how she was acting, you looked at Dr. Wu who had the same expression on his face.
“Why is she acting so gentle and not trying to bite my finger off?” You asked as Dr. Wu recorded some notes in his journal.
“You are the first person she has come in contact with. Plus, it’s normal for any living thing to react positive to females, than males. Motherly instinct, I guess.” He concluded.
“Let’s call her Iris.”
—– A Few Months Later——-
Iris was able to walk now. She and her sister were about as tall as your knee. They always play fought. At least that what you thought it was. They would growl and jump on each other, and wrestle.
———-
They were getting big. Fast. Iris and Indy were now the size of a fully grown raptor.
After getting back from a meeting with Owen, Claire, and Mr. Masrani. You went to the paddock to check your daily evaluation for the I. Rex’s. They both have a huge bond with you. Since they are still somewhat young, and they trust you, you sometimes go inside the pen and do the evaluation from there.
As you walked in the pen, it was eerily quite. You suddenly smelled something awful. Walking into the trees and shrubs, you heard crunching?
You saw a small patch of white through the bushes.
“Indy? Iris?” You called as you heard a slight growl.
Peeking over the bushes as you heard fly’s buzzing everywhere. They haven’t been fed yet. Even if they have, it’s nothing that would attract this many fly’s. Getting up the courage to look over the bushes, you hesitantly peeked over and the sight before you horrified you.
There was the Indominus eating her sister. You recognized her as Iris because of her eye color. With a terrified gasp, Iris looked up with her blood covered jaws and walked towards you with some meat in her mouth. She dropped it at your feet and you almost threw up.
“Are you offering this to me?” You asked in bewilderment not really expecting her to a answer, she still gave a grunt that sounded like a ‘yes’.
“I’m sorry about this…” you muttered.
You grabbed your radio and told Claire.
“Claire, Iris ate Indy. Indy is dead. Send ACU to stabilize Iris while we take care of the remains.” You grimaced as you took another look at the corpse.
—– A Few Years Later——
“Hey Claire, did you seal the deal?” You asked as you walked into the control room.
“Yep! Verizon Wireless present the Indominus Rex.” She said as she looked at the security cameras.
“Do they know what Indy looks like?” You asked.
“No, not yet. They do know the base genome is a T. Rex. The exhibit opens in a couple months. The public will find out then.” She smiled as she moved the trash can closer to Lowery with her foot.
Just then, he reached to push a button and knocked his drink into the trash. This made you laugh as he turned around and smiled at you.
“Nice shirt, Lowery.” You said.
“Thanks. 150 bucks on EBay. The mint condition was like $340-”
“It’s distasteful.” Claire cut him off with a scoff.
“I know people died, it was horrible. But that park was legit. They only needed living, breathing dinosaurs. And why Indominus Rex? Why not make cool names ourselves. Pepsisaurus. Tostitodone.”
“If it makes you feel any better, I named her Iris.” You smiled making him laugh.
“Hey, Y/N, Mr. Masrani wants us to ask Owen Grady if he thinks the paddock is safe enough.” Claire called as she started leaving.
“Why not have me inspect the paddock?” You asked as you followed her.
“He wants another expert opinion.” She said as the elevator beeped.
“I’ll go back to the paddock and you go get him.” You said as you hopped on your motorcycle.
————
Claire soon came back with Owen.
“Good to see you again, Owen.” You said as you went up to him.
“Well, well, well. Y/n. My fellow partner.” He laughed as he pulled you in for a hug.
“You two know each other?” Claire said with an eyebrow raised.
“Yeah we trained in the Navy together.” You said.
“It’s really nice to see… you….again.” Owen droned off as he looked at the broken and cracked glass.
“Did she try to break the glass?” He asked.
“Yes, we believe she was testing the glass for weak spots.” Claire said as she tapped the glass.
“Where is it?” She said, growing impatient. “Can we get a steer down here?”
“I used to feed her by bringing her her food, but once she got bigger than me, I was a bit intimidated.” You said.
“Has she ever been outside of this thing?” Owen asked.
“We can’t exactly walk it.” She sassed.
“Claire, these are real animals. You can’t keep referring to them as ‘it’.” You said as you crossed your arms.
“It’s not like they can here me.” She sassed with a small smile and playfully rolled her eyes.
“And you feed her with that?” Owen said as he placed his hands on his hips, as he watched the crane drop down a skinned steer.
“Is there a problem?” Claire asked clearly getting annoyed.
“Animals raised in isolation their whole life aren’t always the most functional.”
“Your raptors are born in captivity.” Claire remarked.
“With siblings. They have social skills. And I imprint on them when they are born. As trust. The only positive relationship this dinosaur has is with that crane and hopefully Y/N if she even remembers her.” Owen said.
Suddenly a loud beep was heard from the security cameras as bold red lights came from the computer.
“No thermal heat detected?” The security guard repeated as he pressed a few buttons. “This doesn’t make any sense, these gates haven’t been opened in weeks.” He said as he finished his sandwich.
“Has those claw marks always been there?” Owen asked as he pointed to the claw marks on the wall.
“Oh my god…” Claire gasped slowly. “She has an implant in her back, I can track it from the control room.” She said as she made a dash for the exit.
“Let me show you the inside.” The guard said and lead you and Owen to the paddock door.
As the security guard and who you thought was one of the architects for the wall, led you and Owen in the paddock.
Green trees, shrubs and the eerily quiet sound in the paddock was scary. Owen ran his hands along the marks on the wall.
“You really think she climbed out?” The guard asked.
“Depends.”
“On what?”
“What kind of dinosaur they cooked up in that lab.”
Owen turned to you suddenly and grabbed your shoulders.
“Do you know what she’s made of?” Owen asked.
“No. Besides the genome of a T. Rex, they only told me ‘Bigger. Scarier. More teeth.” You said.
The security guards radio was making static noises as he tried to answer the call.
“Yeah. What’s up?”
"It’s in the cage! It’s in there with you!“
“Go! Run!” Owen said as he pushed you in front of him.
Suddenly Iris emerged from the trees and gave out a very threatening roar.
Owen grabbed you again and pulled you behind him as you two started running. Iris latched her long claws one of the guards.
As she chomped down on the man, you let out a terrified scream and the Indominus turned her head to you and let out a roar as she started to chase you and Owen.
The security guard opened the paddock door and you and Owen barely got enough room to squeeze through. The dinosaur used her strength to push open the door.
Owen saw a truck and grabbed your hand as he forced you and him underneath it.
The security guard hid behind a car as he had a terrified look on his face.
Iris lurked behind the car, immediately sensing his heat and smell. He looked at you and Owen and then behind him as he noticed the tail of the dinosaur.
Suddenly Iris knocked the car to the side and glass flied everywhere. She latched her jaws on the man and ate him.
Owen grabbed his knife and cut a wire. Gas spilled out as you both rubbed it down on yourselves.
Iris started to lurk closer and made a low growl. You started to breath heavily, getting scared as you feared for your life. Owen quickly covered your mouth with his hand.
Iris’ head was now leveled with the truck as she started to growl even more as she smelled the air. When she didn’t smell anything unfamiliar, she got up and gave out a loud roar, while you whimpered under Owens hand.
She started to walk away, but you had a different idea. You struggled under Owens grip until he finally let you go and you stood out from under the truck.
“Iris!” You yelled in a shaky voice.
The dinosaur stopped in her tracks and looked back at you before slowly walking towards you.
“Get back in your cage.” You said sternly.
She turned her head in a confused tone and stepped closer to you.
You pointed to the cage.
“Go.”
She growled as a threat.
“C’mon Iris. .” You said as she got close enough so you could put your hand on her head. She smelled you as she started to recognize your sent.
“C’mon Iris. Go back in your cage…NOW!” You said.
Iris made a sad sound and refused to move from her spot.
“Iris! Move Now!” You yelled. She somehow with her blood orange eyes, made them look like puppydog eyes.
“I’m not mad at you.” You said as you petted her skin.
No, you were terrified. She just ate two people with no remorse. You could still see the blood on her teeth. But you weren’t mad. Its a dinosaurs natural instinct.
“I love you…” You hugged her snout and she cooed at your touch.
She pulled away and started to walk away towards her cage.
Owen climbed out of the truck and went over to you.
“Y/N?” He asked. Your body remained frozen as you gave the 1,000 yard stare.
“Look at me. Your okay. Your not dead.” He said, while he put his hands on your shoulders to comfort you.
“I just told a fucking dinosaur to go back in her cage. She listened. I thought she would kill me.” You breathed.
“It’s over. Look at her.” He pointed to Iris who was curled up, sleeping.
“Aww…” You walked up to her sleeping figure and suddenly her tail moved and brought you closer to her.
You fell down and she curled up again with her tail protectively wrapped around you.
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Jurassic World was still running and better than ever.
They transported Iris to her own paddock, now that it was ready.
You still visited her everyday, trying to keep up with your research. She got closer to you, now that she recognized who you were.
Blue had all her sisters.
Claire got back together with Owen.
Her nephews got closer to each other.
Jurassic world started a new feeding habit. Where they would let animals into the paddock, while the dinosaurs used their natural instincts to hunt.
“You sure this is a good idea?” You asked Owen as his raptors went into Iris’ paddock.
“Don’t worry. We have precautions in case this goes wrong.” He smiled.
Okay! Let ‘me in!“ You shouted as the raptors entered the paddock while Iris was camouflaging.
“It’s okay girl!” You comforted as she came out of hiding and started to communicate with the raptors.
“Holy shit. She’s part raptor.” Owen gave a small laugh.
Owen can’t help but watch you as you rest your hand against Blue’s head, running your fingers down the length of her neck. He can’t hear what you’re saying to her but she seems relaxed and that’s all Owen cares about.
He was worried when he’d been informed that another trainer was being signed onto the program; he’d been the only one to have that much contact with the dinosaurs and they were weary of strangers going anywhere near them. Truthfully he didn’t think you’d last very long – most people don’t. But he was pleasantly surprised at how well you adapted to the job and how much you seemed to care about his girls.
As he stands there staring at you he thinks about how he wouldn’t mind you staying around, for the raptor’s sake and his.
Imagine:
Kissing Owen Grady and the raptors cheering.
•••Requested by Anon•••
The kiss had been unexpected, but obviously not unwelcome as Owen wrapped his arms around you after getting over his initial surprise. A victorious chuckle bubbled from him as he smiled against your lips, pulling you impossibly closer there on the catwalk.
The kiss was cut short, however, as the two of you were interrupted by the joyous cries of the Raptors, whom were running around in circles and peering up at you with clear delight.
“They approve.” Said Owen, bringing you back to catch you in another, deeper kiss.
Could you do a Owen x reader where the reader accidently gets into the Raptor cage but she has a Jacket of Owen and they are confused why it smells like him bit he is nowhere near.. and after Owen saved her he confesses his feelings because his babbling to much out of worry… Phew that was much..
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