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cissyenthusiast010155 · 2 months

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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.

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

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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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toomanybandstocare · 2 years

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{When You Have a Migraine}

Program: Ellie knows just what you need when a migraine hits. Soft touches, warm tea, and a quiet day of rest.

Pairing: Ellie Sattler x GN! Reader

Genre: Fluff

Warnings: Headache/Migraine, Not proofed, Pet names (Love)

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The harsh metallic trill of the alarm clock jolts Ellie awake and fumbling to shut the damn thing off. Sighing at the peaceful quiet, she turns to face you and runs her fingers across your back. The perfect morning routine.

But when her hand falls to your cold pillow, dread jolts her awake.

She sits up in bed trying to see where you went in your tiny apartment. There aren't many places you could hide, considering it's 9 am on her day off.

Especially when you're not a morning person. And she normally needs to pull you out of bed.

"Love?"

The apartment hums in silence.

Throwing the sheets off, Ellie dashes to put on her dressing robe and search for her clothes. A small click catches her attention and she pads her way over to the living room with askew glasses.

"Where were you?" You slightly wince at the inquisition and slowly take off your sunglasses when you face her. "Had to run to the shop, darling. Out of Excedrin," you rasp.

Ellie's shoulders slump in relief as well as understanding. "Come to the kitchen, love. Can I take care of you today?" She gently helps your jacket fall from your shoulders and takes the drug store bag.

"'s your day off though," you weakly protest. "And all I have ever asked is to spend it with you," she reassures.

Ellie doesn't really change much when you have a migraine, but everything feels so much more soft and careful on these days.

She just makes everything happen without a worry in the world.

The medicine cabinet is always stocked up: either from her digs or the occasional sick day.

The pantry is filled with light snacks anyways in anticipation for munchies or upset stomachs.

A kettle perches on one of the back burners ready for a morning cup of tea to review a site find or lull someone to sleep.

Ellie is prepared for anything. This includes using modern day drugs or consulting wise plants.

For a migraine day, there are three places that Ellie can be found if not with you.

The small window terrace: to pick fresh herbs and flowers for medicinal properties.

The kitchen: to brew tea, make snacks and meals, and quietly do the dishes so they don't overwhelm either of you later.

The bedroom: slowly piecing a comfy setting for when the day catches up to you and it's time to fall asleep.

Most of the day though, is sat by your side on the living room sofa: either a soft record scratching in the background, lightly snoozing, or watching a nearly mute movie.

Ellie almost waltzes through the apartment in a silent dance while she makes preparations and tends to you.

After years of living together and loving each other, the two of you have perfect the silent language of care and devotion, So, rarely do you have to communicate and bask in the ability to just understand each other.

The comforting silence of your love makes days like these just a little more bearable when just existing seems to take a toll on you.

"What would you like to do today?" Ellie mumbles into your head. You lay on her chest and press your face further into the crook of her neck. "This," you moan and lay a wet kiss to her neck. Even though everything absolutely kills you, from the sunlight peeking past the cracks in the curtain to the dull echo of a cabinet closing, the sound of Ellie's laugh makes you sigh in bliss.

Ellie wraps you up in a blanket for you to snooze in while she refreshes her knowledge of medicinal plants with her favorite book. Her internal timer knows when to carefully pull the edges away from you to let cool air kiss your flushed cheeks.

When you start to stir, she quietly goes over to make you a cup of tea with peppermint and lavender. And by the time you blink all sleepiness away, she sits in front of you on the coffee table and offers you a mug.

If you struggle with bone aches, Ellie's will grasp your wrist and hold the bottom of the cup to just support you. When you're done, she'll rub your tender joints.

Options. If she asks you something, she gives you options. Because as much as she wants to engage with you, Ellie knows that thinking is not a priority today. "Would you like something sweet or bland for a snack?" "Would you mind Kate Bush on in the background, would you prefer if we stick to classical?" "It's almost lunch, so let's start to figure out what sounds good. Soup or mac n' cheese?" "Do you want another movie on in the background? I can also read you something, if that sounds nice."

After lunch, she'll run a bath for the both of you. Using some of the flowers she thought were pretty, she holds you close to her chest as little petals float by. "How's your day going?" You half consciously ask. "Wonderful- I get to spend it holding you as much as I with no complaint," she teases and brings light laughter from both your lips, "And I got some prep work done for the next dig". "Oh? Tell me about it," you rub her thigh and close your eyes. She knows you aren't going to remember most of what she shares, if anything, but she obliges and tells you the overview of the site's plans.

The rest of the afternoon is spent perched at your teetering breakfast table with a glass of water and another cup of tea. Both of you wrapped in robes as you lightly chat about the weekend coming. Mostly Ellie. "I was thinking we could take a trip to the orchard," she hums taking in your complexion over the rim of her cup, "the weather is going to be cool, and we can get apples to bake into a pie. To celebrate fall coming". While she speaks, she grabs the pill bottle from the kitchen counter and hands you how many you need. Without words, slides the plate of jam saltines over to your side. "Or we could go to the museum for the afternoon and café hop after wards?"

When the sun begins to set, she guides you to the bed room and places you to sit on the ledge of the bed. Her cool hands undress you to then help you get ready for sleep. A wet wash cloth travels down your spine as you hold her hips while she stands between your legs. Another rests on your forehead when you settle down onto your pillows.

Ellie peppers little kisses to your cheeks and then a final one on your bemused smile. "Thank you, doc. You always know what I need," you joke and play with her hair as she gets comfy on your stomach. "I'm a sucker for a fool with pretty eyes. You're lucky I make house calls- not every doc is as attentive as me," she teases. "Trust me, I know. How about I plan this weekend's trip? Let me express my gratitude, doc?" "I think I can make time in my schedule".

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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Broken Leg And All - Ian Malcolm X Female Reader

Title: Broken Leg And All

Ian Malcolm X Female Reader

Additional Characters: John (Mentioned), Ellie (Mentioned), Lex (Mentioned), Timmy (Mentioned), Alan (Mentioned), and Henry (Mentioned)

| Part 1 | Part 2 |

WC: 3,621

Warnings: Gun mentioned but not used, knife mentioned but not used, blood mentioned, slight gore, mention of broken bones, mention of death, mention of killing, puns, teasing, and fluff

Unable to just sit at your desk and wait, you suddenly stood. Grabbing your jacket and clipping on your utility belt, attaching your walkie-talkie, flashlight, extra batteries, pocketknife, and small granola bars, before grabbing your gun out of your desk. Checking the clip, you put on the safety and put it in your pocket. You prayed that you didn't have to use it. It would break your heart to have to kill one of the beautiful but monstrous creatures. They were your life. But, you had to do what you had to do.

Double checking the babies, you set the locking system up and grabbed your keys. Walking to the front of the building, you opened the doors and stepped outside. The wind howled and the rain poured down, soaking you instantly and sending cold shivers through your spine. You headed to the small garage off the side of the building, wary of the outside and the possibility of dinosaur escapees. You were pretty far from most of the enclosures, so you had some time before they traveled to you.

Entering the code into the pad on the garage wall, the door slowly slid up, revealing your second pride and joy, your four-wheeler. You walked in and climbed aboard, grabbing the ignition key and turning it. The engine roared to life, and you hit the gas, heading to the T-Rex sector. The rain pelted you as you raced towards the enclosures. Pushing up your glasses, you cursed at the rain. It was already hard to see in the dark but the rain splashed against your glasses made it worse. It took a while, but you finally got to the enclosure, luckily not running into any dinosaurs.

At the T-Rex enclosure, you stopped, getting off of the four-wheeler. Looking around, you saw the one explorer, the broken electric fence, and the collapsed bathrooms. Rushing to Rex's enclosure, you peered down, hardly seeing anything other than the trees below. But, you had figured by the muddy tracks on the ground that the other car fell down there. Biting your lip, you hoped that no one was hurt or worse... Dead.

Going to the collapsed bathroom, you observed the damage, before you saw a hand sticking out of the mess. Rushing over and falling to your knees, you pushed the pieces of wood and giant leaves away to reveal Ian. Gasping, you noticed his leg was badly bleeding.

"Ian!" You cried, gently pulling him into your arms, cradling his head in your lap. "Are you even alive?" You asked him, but more to yourself.

Reaching out, you pressed two fingers to the side of his neck, feeling his steady pulse underneath your fingertips. He was alive and that's all that mattered.

"Ian! Okay, wake up. We have to get you out of here..."

"Hnn... Hah... Hm... Wha..." He stumbled over his words, opening his eyes slowly.

looking up, Ian smiled, "Hey, you're the cute doctor." He chuckled, wincing as he tried to sit up, but failed.

"Oh! Oh no, Ian. Your leg is badly injured," you gasped, leaning forward and placing a hand on his chest to stop him, "Your leg is bleeding a lot. It might be broken."

He winced, grimacing, "I'll live, Doc." He laughed weakly.

You frowned, "You will, but we need to get you somewhere where I can sterilize the wound. We don't want to get it infected."

He nodded, "Okay, sounds like a plan." He spoke, before slowly sitting up, gritting his teeth as you helped him up, holding him in your arms as he limped towards your four-wheeler.

Helping him onto the back of the wheeler, you grabbed onto the handles and started the engine. Ian wrapped his arms around your waist tightly, groaning from a striking pain in his leg.

"Hold on... It's going to be a bumpy ride."

Rain pelted down on your face as you raced back to the baby sector. quickly typing your code into the number pad and pressing your hand on the scanner, the large double doors opened, and you quickly helped Ian in. The enclosure was in an uproar as the babies looked out at you, jumping and running around. Helping Ian to a small cot, you quickly rushed to the restroom for the med kit. Quickly, you washed your hands before rushing back over, you kneeled in front of the cot and placed the kit on the floor. Opening the kit, you pulled out a small clean cloth, and glanced up to Ian.

"This whole process is going to hurt a bit, but I have to clean your leg and make sure... You know, infections and stuff." You stumbled over your last few words, it was hard to speak when he was looking at you.

"Alright, Doc." He chuckled, "Who knew you were also a human doctor."

You ignored him at the beginning, focusing on the task at hand. Taking a deep breath, you reached for his leg gently. Placing the cloth on where you presumed the cut or large gash was, Ian immediately hissing in pain.

"I'm sorry." You apologized, as you started to clean the blood and dirt from his leg. He winced again, before shaking his head.

"It's okay." He chuckled, "Just doing your job. My fault for letting the Rex chase me." He then groaned as you put slight pressure on the wound.

Looking up at him with wide eyes, your jaw dropped slightly, "You let Roberta chase you? Why?"

He shrugged his shoulders, "She was trying to get the kids. Hammond's grandkids." He frowned, wincing as you began to clean the wound with antiseptic.

"Ugh, alright, that hurts." He groaned, shutting his eyes tight. "She has a name?"

"Yeah, they all do. I named almost every single one of them."

Ian hummed again before groaning once more.

Reaching out with your free hand, you placed it on top of his tightly curled fist. His hand felt warm and soft, and you could feel the tension in his body ease. You cleared your throat and continued to clean the wound until you were certain it was clean.

"Can you stand?" You asked, and Ian tried to move his leg, only to wince again.

"No... No, I don't think I can." He painfully chuckled, somewhat lounging against the cot, holding his top half up with his arm.

You began to throw away the trash and mess, tossing what you could in the tin trash basket near your desk.

"That was very brave of you..." You began from your place next to the cot, "Distracting Roberta. I mean. It must have been very scary."

He shrugged, "It wasn't that bad. I had a cute doctor who fixed me right up." He chuckled, wincing as he tried to shift position. "Thank you, by the way."

"Thank me?" You asked, blushing from his comment, tilting your head slightly. "I just made sure your leg didn't get infected."

He sighed, "Well, saving my life. If you hadn't found me, I would be stuck there; under the remains of a bathroom hut."

"You're welcome." You chuckled, taking a deep breath. "But, I doubt you would've been stuck there forever. Ellie would've found you or John if I hadn't." Eyes wide suddenly, you grabbed your walkie talkie.

"I have to call John, let him know I found you."

Ian watched as you got up, pacing the room as you talked to John through the walkie talkie. As he watched, he couldn't help the smile that grew on his face. You were so adorable; making sure he was safe and the others were too. He could see you in his New York apartment, in the kitchen with him as you both cooked breakfast; wearing his clothes. He could see the two of you driving down the highway, wind blowing through your hair as you sang along to a song playing on the radio. He could see himself playing on his guitar, serenading you with a song he wrote just for you. Knocking himself out of it, Ian scolded himself and his mind.

"So, uhm... How long do you think we're gonna be here?" Ian asked, clearing his throat lightly.

You paused before speaking, "Once the power comes back on I believe. Or when John gets back to me about his plan. I have no idea what to do really about any of this. I never thought this would happen." You spoke, running a hand through your hair.

"Are we safe here?" Ian asked and you immediately nodded.

"Definitely, this is the baby sector. More security. Don't want the babies possibly escaping or someone trying to get in if they aren't part of the database." You told him, fixing the glasses on your face, "John, Henry, and I are the only ones with the code."

"Good." Ian nodded, "How many dinosaurs are in here?" He asked, sitting up on the cot, grunting slightly.

"Oh, about fifteen. Ankylosaurus, Triceratops, Stegosaurus, and Spinosaurus to name a few. Do you want to meet them?" You froze when Ian hesitated, his body stiffening.

"I won't bring out a carnivore. I'll bring our a baby Triceratops if that makes you feel better." You tried to reassure him, which Ian smiled up at you.

"That would be great," He said, tilting his head to the side slightly.

"Alright, I'll be right back. Don't go anywhere." You laughed, and Ian smirked.

"I couldn’t even if I tried, sweetheart."

Face feeling warm, you nodded, before heading to the back of the room, putting in the same code and waiting as the sliding doors opened, before walking in. Passing each baby dino, you found the baby Triceratops, placing your hand on the datapad as the glass door opened. Ian watched through the enclosures glass as you crouched down to pick up the tiny dinosaur. He couldn't hear you, but you spoke to the baby, cooing and holding it close to your chest.

You'd be good with kids, he observed.

Closing the enclosure, you walked back out with the baby Triceratops in your arms, who squirmed slightly in your arms. Sitting beside Ian, you looked up at him and back to the baby.

"This is Sarah. Sarah the Trisarahtops." You giggled, petting the baby's head. It was around the same size as an adult cat, its neck poking out of your arms, its legs resting on your lap. It looked up at you with big brown eyes, blinking slowly.

"Hi, Sarah." Ian laughed out, noticing the pun.

"You can pet her, she is the nicest out of her sisters. Not as sassy." You informed him, smiling as you stroked the baby's back.

Ian smiled, reaching a hand out to rub Sarah's head. She seemed calm enough as he did so, allowing him to rub her head.

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As the hours went on, you began to grow tired, having put Sarah back in her enclosure only minutes ago. The poor baby had grown tired, and you were feeling the same. You were sure Ian was too, from the times he had yawned beside you. Yawning yourself, you rubbed your tired eyes.

"We should get some sleep... How does your leg feel?" You asked, turning your head to look at him.

He winced, "A little better. I just need to rest." He chuckled, "I'm surprised I haven't fallen asleep yet."

"Well, you've been through a lot, Ian." You spoke, pulling out a small bin from under the cot, pulling out a blanket for you and him.

"You can have the cot, I'll sleep in my chair." You spoke, but Ian shook his head.

"I don't want you to be uncomfortable." But, you answered by shaking your own head, unraveling the blanket and casting it over him.

"Nonsense, Ian. You have a broken leg. Don't want you to hurt yourself any further." You told him, leaning in closer to kiss his cheek. "Sleep well." You whispered, surprising yourself by being so forward, unraveling your own blanket and going to your desk, snuggling into your chair.

"Night." Ian murmured, feeling his face flush, his cheek burning hot from where your lips had softly caressed it.

Sighing, he closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but instead he began to replay the moments he shared with you today. You were kind, gentle, loving, caring. Ian soon realized that he was growing infatuated by you; falling in love. Though, he knew that he wouldn't have a chance. Ian slept off, not even knowing the time passed.

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The next morning was rushed. John had called over the walkie talkie, informing you that the copter was ready at the landing bay. They were only waiting for you. Quickly, you knew what you had to do. Opening the heavy side doors, you watched as the brought sunlight shined, the tree's leaves swaying in the calm breeze. Opening each padlock, you stood by the exit, watching the curious baby dinosaurs wandered off into the forest ahead of you.

"Here, Ian." You told him, holding back your tears, "Let's get to the copter." You spoke, wrapping an arm around his waist to help him limp his way to the parked four-wheeler. He didn't answer, he didn't say anything at all. He didn't want his time with you to end. He knew once he got off the godforsaken island, you would all go your separate ways. Him to a hospital and then to New York, and you to who knows where.

With a soft groan, he lifted his head and looked down at you, seeing your red eyes and teary cheeks, "You okay?" He asked, raising a hand to gently wipe away a stray tear that had fallen down your cheek with the pad of his thumb.

"Yes. Yes, I'm fine." You reassured him, "Just excited about getting home. And, I am going to miss my babies... All grown up now I suppose."

He nodded, looking up at the sky. The birds were chirping happily, a beautiful sight to see. Hopping on the four-wheeler, you put the key in the ignition and turned it, starting the engine. With a flick of the wrist, you drove away from the baby sector and towards the helicopter bay. It seemed like such a short amount of time since Ian had met you, yet it felt like you'd known each other for much longer than that. There was this sort of connection between the two of you. You had felt it the moment he spoke up in the lab.

Reaching the helicopter, its blades quickly chopping the air, ready for take-off. You helped Ian into the copter, before hesitating. You turned back to the island. Your heart clenched as you remembered your time at the park, before you pushed the feeling away.

"Y/N!" Ian called out to you from the loud helicopter, you turned to him, seeing his hand out-reached. "Come on." He smiled at you, waving you over.

Taking his hand, you climbed into the helicopter, and took hold of a strap, watching as Ian did the same. As you sat down, the side doors shut, and the rotors began to spin faster, as you put on the headset. You looked out the window of the copter, reminiscing on the time you spent on the island. Taking care of the baby dinos and watching them grow up. You were going to miss them dearly. You were going to miss Ian terribly.

Sitting on the edge of your seat, you began to watch the scenery pass by you, hand still clutching Ian's. Soon, you saw the ocean up ahead, and you smiled, looking out the window of the copter.

"Only an hour and we'll get you to the hospital." You told him.

Ian furrowed his eyebrows, "We?" He asked, raising an eyebrow and looking at you.

You nodded, "I don't think I can go home without knowing you are absolutely okay." You explained to him, "If... That's alright with you?" You mumbled, feeling your face flush.

"Of course..." He laughed, "What could be better than having you at my bedside?"

You smiled at him, leaning in and kissing his cheek. "You'll definitely need surgery. I'll be there when you wake up." You assured him.

"Well, as long as I have my favorite cute doctor, I'll do just fine." He joked, chuckling lightly.

You smiled at his words, "You will be." You told him, before taking a deep breath but you were interrupted, "Ladies and gentlemen, we are almost at the hospital. We ask that you remain seated until the doors open, and we are clear of the island." The pilot spoke over the system.

Ellie gave Alan a knowing look, which he returned.

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The rhythmic beeps of Ian's heart monitor slowly woke him up. Glancing around the room, Ian focused his eyes, seeing the bright white walls and ceilings, and noticing the vase of Spring Lilies and Snowdrops on the bedside table. The room was quiet, aside from his heart monitor, which began to beat faster. He was alone. You were no longer with him. Had you decided to leave? To go somewhere else? Did he misunderstand your feelings? He didn't know what was happening anymore. He was confused and hurting, seeing his broken leg in a white cast.

Turning his head to the side, he let out a sigh of relief, there you walked in, face relaxed, holding two cups of water. Your hair was redone, framing your face perfectly. You smiled at him, walking over and setting the cup of water on the bedside table.

"Good morning, Ian." You spoke, voice soft.

Looking at the clock, you giggled, "Well, afternoon."

"I thought you left," Ian spoke, and you frowned slightly.

"I'm sorry you woke up and I wasn't here. I thought I'd go down to the cafeteria and get you some water for when you awoke, and a permanent marker for your cast." You explained, sitting down beside him on the bed, and handing him the cup of water.

Ian took the cup gratefully, taking a sip, the water clearing his dry throat. "You don't have to be sorry, sweetheart. I'm glad you're here." His words were genuine, his tone warm and inviting.

"I know." You smiled, laying your eyes on Ian's cast.

"Can I sign it?" You asked, pushing up the rim of your glasses nervously, and Ian imedenently nodded.

"Go right ahead. Been wanting my hero's autograph," Ian joked, his smile coming more naturally.

Giggling, you moved to the corner of the bed, your hands shaking as you reached out to touch the cast, placing a soft and steady hand on the cast, you pulled out the permanent marker and clicked it open. Biting your lip, you began to write a small massage on the cast, along with your number.

"What did you write?" He asked, unfortunately, unable to see what you had written.

"Mmm, it says: 'Thank you for not dying.'... And my phone number," You mumbled.

Ian chuckled lightly, "Your number?"

You sat back down on the side of the bed, nodding. "Mmhm, I thought you might need it."

A smirk on his face, Ian spoke, "Do you give your number to all dinosaur attack survivors?" He teased and you smirked right back.

"Only to my favorite cute doctors." You told him, winking playfully, leaning forward a bit.

Ian laughed lightly, "That sounds like me." Leaning in, he kissed your cheek, sending tingles through your body.

"You missed..." You mumbled, not able to finish.

"Me? Missed? I don't think so." He continued to tease and you gently hit him on the shoulder.

Ian let out a small 'ow,' holding his shoulder with his hand, "Wow, attacking a poor broken man. How dare you?" He jested, and you laughed, shaking your head.

"You're impossible."

"You were right though, sweetheart," Ian muttered, eyes glancing from your eyes to your lips and back.

"Aren't I always?" You whispered teasingly, Ian shaking his own head softly.

"I did miss." He spoke and you let out a soft 'oh.'

Leaning up slightly, Ian's lips gently brushed against yours, and you wasted no time closing the small gap. Pressing your lips together, you placed your hand on his cheek and the other over his quick-beating heart, pulling yourself closer, meeting his kiss with passion. You moaned softly as he deepened the kiss, not heart Ian's heart monitor going crazy.

Suddenly, a nurse rushed in, interrupting and embarrassing the two of you.

"Oh!" She stumbled, face flushed in her own embarrassment. "I thought something was wrong. Your heart monitor."

"Oh, I am great," Ian spoke quickly with a smile, as you stuffed your face into his shoulder. "Fantastic really."

The nurse blushed, "Well, if you're sure."

Pulling away from Ian, you turned to the nurse, "Thank you for checking up on him." You thanked her politely, and she smiled and left the room, leaving the two of you alone again.

"Where are we?" Ian asked, breaking the silence, finger twirling a strand of your hair between his fingers.

You leaned forward, only inches from him, feeling his breath on your lips, "I believe you were about to rest, while I cuddled up beside you until visiting hours were over." You finished, brushing his unruly curls from his forehead.

Ian grinned up adoringly at you, "Yes, I was planning on it."

You smiled shyly at him, "Well, good." You said softly, moving over to sit beside him on the bed.

He wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close, and you laid your head on his chest. His heartbeat was slow and steady, and you felt it in your very bones, filling you with warmth and contentment.

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Last chapter! I'm really proud of this tiny series :)

#ian malcolm x y/n #ian malcolm x reader #alan x ellie #ellie sattler #alan grant #ian malcolm fluff #ian malcolm x you #ian malcolm x female reader #ian malcolm #fluff #cute #slight angst #jurassic park x reader #jurassic park #x reader #x female reader #part 3

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inthememetime · 2 years

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For the ask! Pink Jurassic Park 1!

Aww yis! Happy JPark 1, ooooorder up!

Dr. Ellie Sattler figured the park would be a giant museum of sorts, when Hammond interupted her and Alan's dig. The egg had amazed her beyond compare, nothing could be more spectacular!

Or so she thought.

Alan was saying something, so was Hammond, but it all paled when compared to this.

At 6 years old, Ellie had discovered a love of plants, and a love of dinosaurs. Her love of plants had been encouraged; "oh, what a cute little gardener we have!", her parents would say. Her live of dinosaurs? " It's just a phase, you'll grow out of it soon. Dinosaurs are a boy thing."

By 10, she was told it was appropriate for her to love flowers, but innapropriate to love the giant reptiles whose bones they stood on.

By 12, she knew enough about what she could and couldn't talk about in front of her parents. And at 18, instead of pursuing that nursing degree? Paleontology. Specifically, Paleobotany.

There had always been a little voice in her head, something that sounded suspiciously like her parents, telling her this was like believing in Santa or the Easter Bunny. Why bother wasting all those years for something you'll never see?

She let out a breathless laugh as one of the massive sauropods lowed. "It's true. They do travel in herds," Alan breathed, and she looked at her oldest, dearest, friend.

Ellie laughed again as they moved closer. In that moment, for just a short time, they weren't two doctors in paleontology, respected in their fields. No. They were Ellie and Alan, and Santa had just come down the chimney.

#inthememetime #jurrasicpark #ellie sattler #alan grant #platonic soulmates my beloved #just a little fluff

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cowgirlcherrie · 10 months

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☆ WISHFUL THINKING. loser! sbf! ellie williams headcanons

♪ 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠…wishful thinking by benee

a/n: here are just some quick head-canons of loser ellie, ellie is best friends with the readers sister, basically like bbf! ellie but girls girl coded dynamic.

warnings/content: 18+ MDNI. a nsfw section. breeding kink. switch!ellie. kissing. petname usage. ellie is so loser…LOL but it intertwines with canon ellie. cursing. dirty talking. finger sucking. edging. mostly toothrotting fluff for the first section

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౨ৎ loser! Ellie owns an obscure amount of graphic tees with silly slogans on them:

“I ♡ HOT MOMS” or “I ♡ MILFS” or “BIG DICK IS BACK IN TOWN”

** I can’t find the post but one of my mutuals had an exact post of how she would dress…adam sandler core fr

When she gets complimented on them, she does not know how to take a compliment. When you found one of the slogans funny, your hands delicately intertwined with the fabric of her shirt as you tugged the fabric — with your phone hovering over the bolded text to take a picture – Ellie was sweating bullets beneath your touch.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie dismissed you the first time that the two of you met; she moved like a shadow whenever you were around; if you were talking in the kitchen, she would completely walk out of the room and just avoid the area. At first, you thought Ellie stopped coming around and being friends with your sister until you actively caught her turning on her heels and just heads in another direction.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie goes to your college and is a year above you but you didn’t know she was going to JSU (Jackson state university) because you thought she was planning on community, so it was a shocker to see her around campus because she actually would say hi to you or sit and chat if she wasn’t with Dina or Jesse.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie is obsessed with Jurassic Park and owns all of the DVD collections. She even has posters up on the wall that is stills from the movie and ones she was able to find with a deep dive online *cough* Reddit *cough* Facebook marketplace *cough*

Frequently she tried to get your sister into it who gets sick of her asking– but kept on nagging at Ellie to ask you instead, and with many dab pen hits and a quick pep talk in the bathroom, Ellie built up enough courage to ask you to watch it with her.

The two of you bonded over having crushes on Ellie Sattler which was the first time that Ellie realized that you liked girls and she might have a shot with you.

“It’s even better to watch when you’re high because the dinosaurs are all like-…woahh”

౨ৎ loser! Ellie enjoys it’s always sunny in Philadelphia and parks and recreation, and would definitely enjoy emergency intercom or just podcast-y youtube channels

౨ৎ loser! Ellie sucks at eye contact, whenever you start talking to her she rubs at the back of her neck, and looks at her feet, twirling the necklace that’s tucked closely to her skin and her shirt. She just doesn’t stop fidgeting. Her face gets all red but she plays it off that Joel kept on turning the heater on when there was no need for it.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie wears flat-brim vintage hats, especially some with corduroy fabric, and apart from her standard arm tattoo gets silly patchwork ones, like one of a drawing she did for Joel. Has a lot of rings and especially enjoys the spinny ones.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie who collects Savage Starlight comics, as always, is surprised when you tell her you found some copies in the bookstore that was actually going to get thrown away but you bargained with the owner to buy the barrel of the books because you knew she would like to have them. She gets all flustered when she realizes that you were thinking of her and it brings the craziest smile to her fast that you took enough time to remember such minuscule detail about her.

“Do you– uh- do you want me to pay you back?”

౨ৎ loser! Ellie wakes up late all the time when she sleeps over at your house like I’m talking 11-12:30 pm and will walk around the house with messy hair, a large t-shirt and boxers, and dry drool patch on her mouth and down her cheek until she realizes she had been watched for the past few minutes by you who was scared shitless because you didn’t even she spent the night.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie in traditional Ellie fashion uses cursing as a coping mechanism when she gets nervous and doesn’t know what to say:

“I don’t fuckin’ know ask your sister”

“That’s fuckin cute… I guess”

“Oh – Fuck you!”

౨ৎ when your sister started this thing every two weeks where there is a girl’s night, she’d invite Ellie over for a sleepover and the sleepless night would be full of gossip, painting each other’s nails, drinking cheap wine that Ellie got from the gas station down the way — primarily a self-care night, it takes a lot of convincing to get Ellie to join in but once she does, she regrets it slightly. However, she tolerates it because she can use it as an excuse just to see you and learn about what is up with your life or if you started seeing anyone.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie who bitches and cries when she has a facemask on, and is hissing and spewing curses under her breath every few minutes, with a fluffy headband on that is pushing her auburn hair back, begging you to take it off; meanwhile, you are applying a clear coat on her nails because she would complain about any other color but she keeps tensing up.

“Ow! What the fuck is in this…it hurts, take it off! Take it off!”

౨ৎ loser! Ellie when the summertime rolled around, meant she would be spending way more time with you and your sister – eventually, your sister goes to the locksmith and get Ellie her own key. Ellie will be indulging in pool days with you which is a recipe for disaster

She is tripping all over the place, and terribly applied sunscreen on her face which cast a slight ghostly white cast on her face, adding to how stunned she was to see you in a swimsuit, but she couldn’t look away and caught herself wandering her eyes to places she probably shouldn’t have.

Underwater kiss! Underwater kiss!

But she tries to play it off and acts like it never even happened the next day. But when Ellie closed her eyes all she could feel was your wet lips on hers, as the two of you were grabbing at each other and the way for a second time slowed down and all she could feel was the movement of the water and your hands on her skin.

When she applied sunscreen wrong and asks you to fix it for her, gets so embarrassed as you rub your hands over her face to moisturize the sunscreen into her face, but every time she opens her eyes she just sees the view of your boobs in the bikini you are wearing and just squeezes her eyes shut. Visibly pretends to bite her fist when you’re done

౨ৎ loser! Ellie 100% asking strangers on Reddit how to confess for you with crazy ass headlines,

F(22) IN LOVE WITH MY BEST FRIEND'S SISTER F(21) ADVICE? If a girl’s arm lingers on you for too long does it mean she likes you? (F) Good pick-up lines that aren’t cringy for gays only…please How much does astrology and birth chart compatibility really matter?

౨ৎ loser! Ellie splits her sandwiches with you and gives you a jacket when you are cold because even though she asks you a million times and you said no each time she asked. She still brings a jacket just for you — and how she would scold you for not bringing one. (all out of love though)

“You fucker! I knew you would be cold, see this is why I said to bring a jacket”

Pretends to be angry but really she was waiting for this moment.

Eventually, you build a collection, having 3 of Ellie’s jackets in your room, which was Ellie’s subtle excuse to be able to talk to you.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie doesn’t hesitate to pick you up from an on-campus party, and her heart shatters when you are crying because you had a shitty night and you don’t want her to tell your sister. Takes you to whatever fast food is open at that hour even if that means she’d have to drive 30 minutes extra just to make you smile.

“Shh…sweetheart terrible nights happen it’s okay”

“Are you hungry?…cuz’ like I’m fuckin hungry” Ellie whispers amidst a thick awkward silence, mentally cringing and wanting to bang her head on the steering wheel as she grips the wheel until her knuckles turn white.

Suddenly becomes good with comforting people when it comes to you, but anyone else – the spinny wheel of death appears above her head as she struggles to formulate a good sentence.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie who hates when you bring up anyone you start talking to or that you are going out with, will sit there with her fist tight and jaw clenched whispering to you:

“There are people who can treat you way better”

And by people she really means herself.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie who set off the fire alarm once by accident because she was hotboxing in her room with Jesse and Dina and almost got a dean’s office summons and tried to blame it on the neighbors next door.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie when Ellie tells your sister that she likes you, your sister makes the most disgusted face at her, but becomes Ellie’s wing-woman and kinda tells Ellie all of your likes and dislikes, which Ellie has a whole page in her journal with facts about you.

“can I have your blessing to uh…date your um, fuck sorry your sister?”

“ellie please shut up I’m gonna throw up”

౨ৎ loser! Ellie has pictures of michael cera as her icons on every form of social media.

౨ৎ loser! Ellie gets flustered easily over indirect kisses, like sharing food or sharing drinks, and suddenly she becomes so hyperaware.

nsfw 𖦹⋆彡🫧꩜♪⋆

౨ৎ When Ellie started having more than just friendly feelings for you…her whole demeanor changed, the tension was so thick it could cut with a sharp knife. Subtle touches suddenly had more meaning and her body felt like someone lit a match with gasoline dripping from her body and set her aflame.

౨ৎ after an accidental confession that leads to the two of you dating, lewd thoughts from the shadow of her brain came after and she couldn’t control it — initially was too embarrassed to tell you and had nights where she would just walk to the bathroom and try her best to get off in the shower but it only got her so far before it wasn’t helping or doing enough and at this point she needed to actually touch you

౨ৎ That time she slept over and was sleeping on your couch, hoodie on her body with the hood up covering her face, blankets falling off of her body giving a full view of her sleep boxer shorts. When you walked by to go grab a drink of water around 3 am you could hear her moaning your name in your sleep.

౨ৎ is one of those people who seem bashful, sparky, and innocent throughout the day but in the sheets is the biggest freak ever, she becomes another level of unholy.

౨ৎ a breeding kink! Definitely owns one of the squirting dildos because she loves to watch the way liquids drip out of you when she’s done, will sit back pulling at your folds with her fingers with the shit-eating grin on her face that reads I did that

“Look at you~” “all fucked out for me” Ellie speaks coly and in between breaths as her head reaches down to put kisses all over your face.

౨ৎ Ellie likes to see how much she can get away with, smacks your ass, pulls you back by your belt loop, sticks her hand way too far up your thigh, moans high pitched in your ear during public settings

౨ৎ falls asleep with her hand on your boobs, god forbid she’s having a nightmare, she starts squeezing them in the midst of it.

౨ৎ makes dick jokes talking about some:

“My pullout game is not weak thank you very much, if that was the case we would have had a lot of children already”

When listening to rap music that goes into heavy description about fucking humps the air sometimes to the lyrics...not elaborating she's hella immature LOL

౨ৎ The minute the two of you go out and one of your friends says how she is a simp and how you have all the control in the situation, Ellie will make sure you know that she indefinitely has the upper hand. It’s like a switch flips in her head she gets so ruthless and so mean, she doesn’t want you to forget it either and fucks you until you can’t think

You will be moaning and clawing at her back as she pounds in a rhythmic motion in and out of you, her mouth would get so filthy, smirking as her fingers rub over your lips as she slips her thumb in for you to suck,

“but …do your friends know that you cry like this under me? that you look so pathetic under me?”

“Who’s in charge again cuz’ I fuckin’ know it’s not you”

“Are you cumming? Oh no you don’t…let me see you” “What if I just stopped right now?”

Likes to edge you, no doubt.

౨ৎ a switch likes to be topped or touched but also likes to be the top

౨ৎ whimpers whenever you touch her like a puppy, her eyes get glassy and her face gets red as she lets out low mewls of your name, and suddenly it’s like you’re an angel hovering over her and your touch is an addictive drug that she never wants to stop having.

౨ৎ Overall just the best girlfriend ever, with a combination of silliness and fun in one, a big ol’ dork that is really just obsessed with you.

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slxthxrxn-sxmp · 2 years

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Ah begging for jurassic park cuddling headcanons !! With whatever characters you'd like :))

OOoh yes I think we could all use some fluff rn

(None of these gifs are mine credit goes to the owners and I do want to say that i just picked gifs that fit the vibe in no way am i trying to exclude anyone from this headcanon)

Warnings: not beta read or edited, mentions of sex, mentions of making out , explicit language

Alan Grant

- Ah our old Dino man I feel like he wouldn’t typically initiate physical touch - Lets get down to business though because he has a very protective nature which gets heightened after the park experience and this means that he prefers to have his back to the door or window so his body is a barrier between you and anything that comes into your shared room - when you do finally get his to cuddle it escalates really quick not in a yall are finna have sex kind of way but in a ever body part will be touching your legs will be tangled together hands are being held and do not be fooled he will tease you about it in the morning when he gets up to get you all morning coffee or tea - Now if you not in the mood for that kind of cuddling he totally understands but he does want to have some connection especially if you are feeling off like a simple hand holding, hand on the waist, forehead resting on the back of your neck or between your shoulder blades -He just wants to make sure you are there and won't disappear and that you know he is there for you

Ellie Sattler

- Cuddles are an everyday thing, not because shes clingy but its just how she shows her affections and that she trusts you - Do not be surprised that she places her hand on the small of your back, on you shoulder or arm (also little butt touches) - She will be big spoon but if shes had one of her nightmares after shes been to the park please hold her turn on the bedroom light maybe try make her some warm tea - While cuddle she also while be going into deep conversations about anything and everything “Whats your favorite plant ?”, ”Do you want kids ?”, ”Do you ever wonder what would happen if you chose a different career ?”

Ian Malcolm

- Ian is fueled by cuddles. some people use caffeine, he uses cuddles and physical attention - I do not make the rules (👀) - Despite this he will devote his attention to you touching your hair, if you have freckles or scars or your face he’ll trace them as if they are constellations - His all time favorite thing is nuzzling his face in your neck like a cat and while he’s doing that do NOT be surprised if he gives you little soft kisses on your shoulder and collarbone - He likes to listen to your heart beat ( before and after the events of the park but if its after the park he likes to ground himself with the steady beat getting the thumping of the T-rex out of his mind)

Claire Dearing

- Claire is a multitasker now if you ask her for undivided attention she will give it to you a tv show running in the background or a podcast playing would be appreciated - At the beginning of y’all’s relationship sue wouldn’t be big on cuddles but once she realizes that this thing you guys have is amazing and needs to be cherished f u c k she will come up behind you when you are doing anything and hug you, slowly rubbing circles on your stomach with her thumbs - Most of the time you will still have to come to her for a good cuddle session but if she picks up on you being stressed or slightly out of the vibe she will drag you to bed or the couch and snuggle into each others embrace - If you try the historical picture with the two females one straddling the other doing the others make up thats it she will be absolutely whipped

Owen Grady

- With this Dino Trainer expect a lot of goofing off as he is not one to be serious all the time in his intimate life - A cuddle session will almost definitely lead to a make out session not everytime but you know most of the time - He will initiate physical touch it is a love language of his and he is not ashamed of it - Lazy self care day alright you guys will be doing face masks in bed (he likes you to put his own for him and will act like he doesn’t even know how yo put it on himself) Lazy self care morning alright lets order some food via grubhub and binge a new tv show

Zach Mitchell

- His a big tough guy he doesn’t like cuddles those are for babys- yeah he likes to lay his head in your lap and beg you to play with his hair - Zach is plagued with nightmares from that hybrid dino his aunt claire made one time it was so bad his parents had to call you over to calm him down - now if he is doing something lets say gaming because he is in fact a gamer boy™ he will swoon so hard if you slide into his lap facing him, wrap your arms around his torso, and put your head in his neck - He is a thigh man no questions asked he will trace shapes on your legs. you got scars ? they are beautiful. cellulite? adorable adds personality. stretch marks ? they look like cool lightening on your legs. so badass.

Franklin Webb

- This man is always stressed and the quickest way to his heart is a quiet night in laying in bed - Typically he likes to hold you in any sense its a security thing but after a particular rough day at his work he will flop into bed and ask in a tired voice for some cuddles and this means he wants to be held because other wise it feels like he may fall apart -One time you decided to read to him while he was on top of you with his head on your chest and now it is his favorite thing on earth - On special days such as birthdays or anniversaries he’ll sneak out get your favorite breakfast then make it all fancy and serve it to you “Bon appétit, my sunshine.”

Zia Rodriguez

- Lets get this straight (hehe) she likes being cuddled aka shes the small spoon - She is a titty person she just likes them. Man titties, small titties, big titties, perky titties, average titties, top surgery titties, lopsided titties, and even boob job titties. They are Gods human pillows are she will take advantage of the opportunity if you give her the all clear to lay on your chest because it is simply her safe space - If by some miracle she hasn't fallen asleep on your warm embrace then she will kinda be like Ellie and talk about everything especially the beloved dinos - Please kiss her on the top of the head and tell her you love her and you are proud of her she has to hear so much shit about her job that it would be very appreciated to hear some positives

Kayla Watts

- She likes to act tough but she will melt into a hug or any attention you really give her - she does not care for what position. will be both big spoon and little spoon depending on the day. her all time favorite thing though is when you lay on her stomach with your body between her legs - Listen her job is anything but savory and she feels absolutely blessed to have you in her corner willing and able to comfort her - Often times cuddling happens after cleaning up some of her nicks and scratches or when she comes back from a job - She is the supreme partner because she is a stomach lady and if you got love handles… all the better for when you both cuddle

#alan grant x reader #kayla watts x reader #zia rodriguez x reader #franklin webb x reader #zach mitchell x reader #owen grady x reader #claire dearing x reader #ian malcolm x reader #ellie sattler x reader #jurassic park x reader #jurassic world x reader #jurassic park headcanon #jurassic world headcanon #requested

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starsaroundmyscarsblog · 1 year

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Costume Party

Steven x Reader

Summary: You and Steven go to a party held by one of your friends as Milo and Kida.

Warnings: none. Pure Fluff.

When Gwen had called you last week, asking you to come to come to a costume party, you were going to say no. Parties weren't really your thing, let alone costume parties.

You tried to remember the last time you had dressed up at all, and that had been world book say when you were 10 years old. Not that you thought there was anything wrong with cosplaying as an adult, you just never had any reason to do it.

"Come on Y/N please. You can bring Steven with you. It's a couples thing. Well. Kinda. Well, not really. You can come alone, but I'm telling everyone who's not single to have their outfit match their partners. I'll even help you make your costume."

You sighed, looking over at Steven who was hunched over his desk. You weren't sure how he would react, if he'd ever even been to a party before.

"OK. But I'm only going if he goes."

"Yes!" Gwen cried " thank you, thank you, thank you. I'll text you the details, it's happening at Arthur's house. Arthur was your Gwen's boyfriend. You'd met him on occasion, and he seemed alright. She certainly seemed happy, at least.

"Wait. Who are you and him going as?"

"Well, it's kinda cliché but Robin Hood and Maid Marian."

"Not cliché. Cute.:

"Yeah, it was his idea, actually. Most people would expect him to go as King Arthur cause his name's Arthur, but he wanted to surprise people, and we couldn't think of anything else, lol."

After you finished talking to Gwen, you placed your phone down on the table and headed over to Steven, who sat hunched over on his desk, carefully highlighting pages of his books. He was currently in the first year of his PhD, while working another job at another museum, so he was a little busy. Often, you guys didn't see each other till late at night when he curled up beside you in bed, and you snuggled into his warm body

As if he could sense your prescence he looked up with a smile

"Hello love."

You felt your heart lift at his warmness, stepping forward, and Steven instinctively pulled you in, wrapping an arm around your waist, his head resting on your abdomen, and you played with his curls.

"What's up?"

"Nothing just....Gwen invited us to a party."

"Hmm." He mused, trying to remember her. "Work friend, black hair-

"In a bob, yeah."

"Mm." Steven replied, using his thumb to stroke your hip, and you blushed.

"I said I'd ask you first. You wanna go? I know how sometimes these things can be overwhelming for you, so it's up to you. We don't have to. I won't be disappointed or anything if you don't in fact we can-

"I'd love to go with you, Y/N." Steven almost blurted out. He knew sometimes his eagerness could be a little off-putting, especially when he was talking about Egypt, something he loved wholeheartedly. "That is, only if you want to, love." He looked up at you, a warm smile on yourface

"I'd love to go, only with you." You kissed his head of curls and Steven could feel the warmth spreading throughout his body, "Only thing is though, its a costume party."

Steven paused for a moment as you sat down on the desk

"Who would we go as?" He asked, now holding your hand.

"I don't know..."

"Maybe those geologists or whatever from Jurassic Park."

"Ellie Sattler and Alan Grant? Nah, someone else's taken them. So far, I think there are The flintstones, simpsons, pirates of the carribean couple, oh, and Mario and Princess Peach.

"Wow."

"Yeah just a bit of fun to be honest."

"Whose Gwen and Sam going as?"

"Maid Marian and Robin Hood."

Steven paused before spotting your dvd on the table in front of the TV.

"What about them?"

You picked up your old copy of Atlantis you had gotten as a child, going to sit back on his desk.

"Milo and Kida? You think I could pull her off?"

"I think you'd look ho-

Steven laughed as you raised an eyebrow. The blush was spreading on his face and it was hard not to smirk

"You look...amazing...in anything...Y/N." He turned back to his work, clearing his throat."When's the Party?"

"This coming Friday. Are you sure you can make it? You can spare some time? I can go alone if you can't, or just cancel."

Steven stood up, stretching and giving your forehead a kiss

"Wouldn't dream of missing it. And there's always time for you." He kissed your forehead again.

Now it was Thursday night, and you sat on the floor in Gwen's room, a mannequin out in front of you, and carefully cut fabric on the floor. You had requested the skirt to be floor length, only cause it got bloody cold and it was still winter. You'd gotten golden earrings, an amulet necklace, and an arm band, along with a white wig. Kida walked barefoot, but in London, that wasn't exactly advised, so you got some gold sandals. Lying there, the fabric looked so beautiful.

You were worried you were going to ruin it just by wearing it. Body image had never been something you had the best relationship with, and so coming to this place was way out of your comfort zone. Especially weemaring an outfit like Kida's.

Gwen had just measured you and cut the material, and now you were just sitting on the living room floor, watching a movie, eating popcorn and talking about work and other things. It was about 9 o'clock when you finally finished the outfit (you had lost a lot of time movie watching) and she made you try it on, wig and all.

Before you stepped out of the bathroom, you were coming up with excuses in your head, so you didn't have to show her. The dress didn't fit right, the wig was a little stuffy. To be honest, you thought you would look terrible, that's why you didn't look at yourself before you stepped out.

Gwen wolf-whistled when you came out

"Shit, Y/N you look hot. I wish I was Steven."

You blushed, "shut up."

"No but seriously, you do look really hot. Spin around for me."

You did so

"And the dress fits perfect. Eat shit Mrs Zimmer."

"Whose Mrs Zimmer?"

"My design and textiles teacher who used to tell me I was crap at this sort of stuff. Heck, Y/N you look damn good. I really should have pursued a career in fashion."

After you got changed back into your regular clothes, I was a little more confident for when Steven would see you tomorrow. Marc was fronting when you got back into the shared flat.

"Hey baby."

"Hey Marc."

"Is that your costume?" You blushed. You had tried to cover it up in your bag, still a little unsure of whether they would like it on you, but your bag was still open from when you gotten your keys.

"Yeah." You said hurrying towards your wardrobe

"Can I see it?" You shoved it inside.

"No."

"Why not?"

"Cause," you blushed, a grin on your face. "You'll see it tomorrow."

You stuffed it in the back of your wardrobe. When the morning came, you said goodbye to Steven and headed over to work. Gwen seemed very excited, and everyone at work wished he happy birthday, but your heart pounded in your throat all day. Even though you tried to act like you were happy for her. And you were. But you were also nervous. What if Steven and the boys hated it?

You pushed the thought away as you entered your flat, holding a bag of cans of fizzy drinks/soda. Steven came and met you at the door, already in full Milo cute. If it was possible, he looked even more cute and handsome (at the same time).

You grinned at him as he kissed your cheek and took the drinks you'd bought on Gwen's request.

"You look really, handsome Stevie."

"Thanks." He rubbed his arm a little. "I got this stuff thrifted, and I already had a ton of old looking notebooks, though." He explained before casting a grin."Where's your?"

"Oh uh, in the cupboard. I think I'll change later though." You smiled, trying to stall as much as possible "right before we leave."'

He nodded, and you felt the room was suddenly too hot even though it was the middle of winter. You opened a couple of windows, trying to calm yourself and dreading for whem he and the others would see you.

So, that's how you ended up hiding out in the bathroom before you were due to leave. You were in full Kida mode, and the skirt still hugged you the way it did before, but you still didn't know. Surmounting all your strength you finally looked up. Everything looked wrong on you, so wrong you wanted the ground to swallow you hope. You were gearing up to tell Steven you didn't want to go anymore when you heard a knock on the door

"Love," he said, opening the door "just letting you know that-

"don't open it!" You jumped but it was too late. He had already seen you. You wanted to run into bed and huddle up in the covers.

Steven stood their breathless, mesmerised. The blue was great against your skin tone, the dress long and flowing. Your eyes sparkled, glowing almost, the dress hugging your figure perfectly. Steven could've sworn that moment he first saw you lasted forever. He spent forever getting lost in your waters before submerging again

"Steven?" He blinked as you rubbed your arm sheepishly. Your call had brought him back to reality.

"Oh yeah." He shook his head and stepped forward, laying both of his hands over your arms. "Y/N. You look beautiful. Really. You do."

He lifted your chin up and kissed you deeply.

"Bloody Brilliant babes. " He winked at the end, and you could feel your insides melt.

The headspace certainly thought that too.

Jake wolf-whistled, 'Mierda, debería vestirse así más a menudo'

'Damn. You're one lucky guy, Steven. Wish I was fronting tonight.' Marc added

When you finally had gotten there, the music was already pumping. Steven held your hand tight as you walked up to Gwen's front door and rang it. As if she was waiting there, Gwen answered the door immediately, excited and slightly tipsy

"Hey, hey Steven. Hey Y/N! You brought the drinks!"

Arthur came over to say hi as well, shaking Steven's hand and giving you a hug. You gave one to Gwen as well, and she took the drinks from you before ushering you inside with a wave of her hand.

"Drinks are on that table, food and shit on the other. Dump your stuff in my room," She handed a key "remember to lock it. Don't want any strays in there."

You hadn't brought much, expect a few essential items in your brought handbag. Steven came with you upstairs to make sure the door was locked (he said it was Marc's paranoia) but once you were done, he pulled you in by the waist, before moving the locks out of your face, and kissing you softly, then harder, and you did too. Even though you had spent the evening with him, every time you kissed it, it felt like you hadn't seen him in ages. Like you needed him.

You finally pulled away, when you felt like you were losing your breath, staring into Steven's eyes.

"I have to go to the bathroom." You pecked him on the cheeks."See you downstairs."

He nodded

"I'll get you a drink."

You headed over to bathroom, freshened up and then went back downstairs, looking for him. More people had arrived, and it was hard to see him over the masses. The music was pumping, and people were either dancing or huddled together talking. You decided to brave the crowd and go looking for Steven on foot, but before you could make it across the room, Gwen called your name.

"Oh Y/N! This is ny cousin Sam. Came as King Arthur. See if you can find him a woman to talk too. Bye!"

She waved goodbye and disappeared into the crowd again so quickly you had wondered whether she had ever been there

Sam laughed a little awkwardly

"I have to apologise for my cousin's behaviour. I went through a rough breakup a couple months ago and she's been trying to set me up ever since."

You smiled. "It's ok. Gwen likes to play matchmaker. She's still convinced she introduced me to my boyfriend, yet I'd met him before."

You hadn't told Gwen about the DID. You'd met Marc first, then Steven, and then finally Jake. It'd been a long time coming getting Marc to open up about his DID, and you didn't feel like it was your place to tell people without his or the other altars permission.

Sam rolled his eyes, releasing a pent up laug

"Yeah that sounds like her. She's trying to set me up. Said she invited a lot of sexy women for me to pick from."

You laughed

"OK she is definitely drunk."

"Very." Sam laughed, and your eyes scanned over his costume

"You're Arthur."

"What? Sorry."

"Arthur. You're King Arthur."

He blinked as his expression changed from confused to realising.

"Oh shit. Oh yeah." He laughed again

"You're just missing a Guinevere."

Sam smiled, before looking back at you.

"Honestly, I was hoping to find her tonight."

You moved to say something "Well maybe I can help, I've got a-

"Wait. Hold on. Sorry." He leaned closer to you."It's just, I wanna give you my full attention, and I can't see you properly if it's like this."

He moved a strand of white hair away from your cheek.

"There."

You stepped back a little, a blush rising in your cheeks, surprised and nervous at how forward his action was. A part of you sighed in relief once you had spotted Steven walking towards you.

Steven had been watching the whole exchange, drinking from a bottle of beer. He didn't even like beer. That was more of Marc's thing, but he kept drinking it either way. It wasn't that he didn't trust you was that he didn't trust the guy right next to you.

'Whose that guy?' Marc asked

'I don't know Marc. Friend of Gwen's maybe. She seems to know him.'

'Well, he's getting a little close.'

'De acuerdo. Si él la toca solo sabe, voy a patearle el trasero.'

'Jake, they're hardly kissing.' Steven chuckled, though his own insecurity was running high. He took another swig of beer. 'Besides, Y/N's not like that. She wouldn't cheat.'

'We know that, but it's not like this guy wouldn't try something.'

Steven didn't reply, instead choosing to watch, a little riled up.

He watched at how Sam seemed to make you laugh with every word that came out of your mouth and the bright smile that seemed to grace your features when you were talking to him. He even watched as Sam moved a piece of hair away from your face, something only he and the boys did.

Jake swore very loudly.

'El cabrón. Te dije que este tipo era un problema'

'Go get him, Steven.' Marc said, though the former had already started walking towards you.

You noticed Steven coming up to you and smiled at him, though he didn't see it, instead slipping an arm around your waist, pulling you into him. You blushed.

"This is my boyfriend Steven." He shook Sam's hand a little too tightly before placing his back on your waist. A silent reminder that you belonged to someone else

"Sam, yeah? He took a swig of his beer. "So what'd you do for a living? Make a lot of money."

"Steven." You raised your eyebrows a little, and Steven took another gulp of his drink

"What?"

Sam laughed "No it's alright. In just a software engineer. I make money to live on, but not as much as I'd like, you know?"

You nodded eagerly, and Steven wondered if you cared more about what Sam said than he did. You never seemed this eager whenever he told you about his interests. He wondered if he had been this blind all along. Of course you didn't care Egypt, people never cared about what he was into.

"Well, I better go find Gwen. See you around Y/N. Steven." Sam waved himself off.

'Good job Steven you scared him off.'

'Sí, nadie se lleva a nuestra chica.'

You turned towards him and smiled, though he looked away. Even though you hadn't done anything wrong, his actions made you feel a little guilty.

"Steven? Steven?"

"I just remembered, I've got some coursework to do. I'll see you at home, Y/N." He started moving to the front door.

"Wait, Steven. What's going on? I thought you were having a good time."

"Well, I'm not anymore."

"What? Why?"

He sighed, turning back around to face you.

"Y/N, come on, don't play dumb with me. He was flirting with you." He paused. "And you didn't exactly seem like you hated it."

"What? Steven, come on. Why would I enjoy him flirting with me?

"I don't know, you tell me." Those words stung a little, and you could feel yourself getting more pissed off. "You were the one flirting back."

"Flirting back? What do you mean flirting back?!"

"You were laughing, and whispering to him. I saw you. Then you let him touch you."

"I didn't let him do anything. I was about to tell him I had a boyfriend again, then you came up.

"Were you really? Looked like you were gonna exchange numbers to me."

"Steven." You stepped in closer to him, the strong scent of beer hitting your nostrils. "Baby, are you drunk? I promise you it wasn't like that. Don't you trust me?" You reached for him, and he pushed you hand away.

"No." He answered a little too quickly. "How can I trust a flirt?"

He turned back around to see your eyes brimming with tears, and reality suddenly hit him again.

"Oh shit, Y/N. Love, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to-

You turned from him, and ran upstairs. There were people going into the room to dump their stuff so you took that as an opportunity to grab yours.

You walked past Steven.

"Y/N. Love, wait. You're right. I am drunk."

"Walk yourself home tonight, Grant."

'Nice going, Steven.'

He followed you out to the car.

"Y/N. Love. Wait. I'm sorry. I didn't mean it-

"Then why did you say it, Steven?!" You were still angry, but he could see the tears rolling down your cheeks "I love you all more than anything. Why would you say something like that?"

"I just didn't like it when..." he trails off at the end "When he touched you. It was our thing. And, you seemed so much more happy with him then you ever did with me. I was a little jealous I guess."

"A little?" You chuckled, wiping your eyes, and he knew he could approach you again. He wrapped his arms around you, slowly stroking your back, calming you down.

"Steven." You whispered once you had calmed down. He looked down below at you. "You make me happy. You, Marc, and Jake. More than anyone in the world. I know you think you're so flawed. But to me, you're all perfect. All of you."

You nuzzled his nose, leaning him

"I wouldn't trade a million you guys for one Sam."

"Technically it would be 3 million."

You rolled your eyes playfully, leaning into him

"Love you, Y/N." He replied, kissing your head

"Love you too, Stevie. And you Marc. And you, Jake."

"Can we go home?"

"Yeah, baby. We can go home."

#jake lockley #marc spector #marc spector x reader #steven grant #steven grant x reader #jake lockely x reader #moon boys #moon knight fic #moon knight system

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jobrookekarev · 7 months

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All Dressed Up Chapter Two

Chapter: Two of two.

Words: 2,466

Summary: The karev’s pick out their costumes and go trick-or-treating at the hospital.

Fandom: Grey’s Anatomy.

Relationship: Alex Karev/Jo Wilson

Characters: Alex Karev, Jo Wilson, Cormac Hayes, Richard Webber, Levi Schmitt, Luna Wilson, Helena Karev, Edith Karev.

Rating: General Audiences.

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe, Fluff, Family, Love, One Shot, Holidays, Domestic, Children, Cute, Halloween, Costumes, Trick-or-treating, Family fun.

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Alex was rushing through the last of his paperwork as he tried to get out of the office in time to go trick or treating with the girls. He still had half of this consultations paperwork and surgery dictations to do. Thus he hastily typed it up as fast as he could. If it wasn't due tonight he wouldn't have done it for tomorrow, but he needed to send this to an oncologist in Hawaii. Therefore it had to be done before 6:00 pm tonight, if he wanted them to respond and he could still have the time to submit it all by midnight, so they could get the funding.

Their leave was up a week ago and he had gone back to work part time as they eased back into it. Jo was still on leave for another two weeks and the girls were back in daycare part time while he was working. Alex was excited to get back to work as he missed it, he missed surgery and medicine. Jo had missed it too, but she struggled with the idea of putting Edith in daycare. Jo wasn't ready to be away from her just yet. They agreed that Jo would be on leave for another two weeks and then would go back part-time as well. They were lucky that they were able to not only afford it but be allowed it.

He was just finishing up the last paragraph and filling out all the little boxes, making sure that the forms were ready to send off when he heard a knock on his door. Alex groaned if he was an intern with a page or a nurse with a patient he would kill them. He quickly got up and went over to the door swinging it open ready to yell at whoever was there, but instead he was greeted with one tiny pink dinosaur, one white and rainbow unicorn, Ellie Sattler park ranger, and one even tinier baby dinosaur.

“Tik or tee, daddy,” the girls said as they held up their bags.

“Well aren't you the cutest trick or treaters I’ve ever seen,” Alex said leaning down and hugging them both kissing her cheeks. “I don't think I've seen a prettier dinosaur or a unicorn.” He said looking at them

‘I have a tutu,’ Luna signed as she showed it off to him, and did a little twirl.

‘I see, you look beautiful,’ Alex signed to her with a smile as he looked over at Helena. “No hearing aids?”

“Yeah, she had taken them off at daycare,” Jo said with a shrug.

“Alright,” Alex nodded as he looked down at Helena. “And is this a scary dinosaur?”

“Roar,” Helena said, coming at him with her claws and teeth.

“Helena Karev, don't bite your dad,” Jo said, grabbing Helena's hand and pulling her back as she leaned in to actually bite him and Jo shoved a circle teether into her mouth. “She already bit two other kids today.”

Jo waved the report slips at him as he frowned and looked down at Helena as she chewed on the teather. “Two?”

“Two,” Jo said again, shaking her head. “This kid.”

“Yeah, let's leave the biting to real dinosaurs,” Alex said, bopping her nose as she giggled and he shook his head.

“Are you ready to go trick or treating?” Jo asked, holding up his costume.

“Almost, it's just going to take me about another five minutes to get this paperwork submitted,” Alex said as he invited them into the office.

“That's fine, I need to feed the baby anyway,” Jo said as she pushed the stroller into his office and went to sit down on the couch.

The girls followed immediately going to the couch where he had a couple of kids books and toys. Helena hopped up with him to play with the models on his desk. She particularly liked the Newton's cradle and started it as she sat on his desk and watched it go back and forth. Jo settled Edith as she struggled with her costume and ended up taking off her top to feed her.

‘Mama I fed my baby,’ Luna signed as she sat next to Jo with her baby doll and fed them a bottle.

Alex smiled as he turned away from her and went back to his paperwork, giving Helena a highlighter and a piece of paper to scribble on. Alex finally got it all submitted and Jo dutifully handed him his costume. He quickly hung up his scrub coat and changed out of his scrubs.

“How is this supposed to go?” Alex said, looking at the pants as he held them up.

“It's that way around,” Jo said, gesturing for him to turn them around.

“You got me a scarf, really Jo?” Alex asked, holding up the small red scarf.

“They’re not that bad,” Jo said with a smile. “Besides, I think you’d look hot.”

Alex rolled his eyes as he pulled on the blue button up shirt and pocket purses for his belt. He went to the bathroom grabbing a little bit of hair gel before going back to Jo and letting her style his hair and tie the scarf around his neck.

“How do I look?” Alex asked, looking over at her and the girls.

“You look good,” Jo said, her eyes going up and down his body as she smirked. “You'll definitely have to keep that outfit on tonight.”

“Daddy pretty,” Luna said as she smiled and walked up to him, also singing ‘beautiful.’

“Thank you baby,” Alex beamed for her as he picked her up and kissed her cheeks.

Jo said as she smiled at him burping Edith as she held her on her lap with a burp rag on her knee. She was massaging her back in between patting her and soon enough Edith let out a large burp and then spit up onto the towel.

“I definitely don't miss this stage,” Jo said as she groaned as she stared down at the spit up in her lap.

“I don’t mind it,” Alex said as he picked up the rag and wiped Edith’s chin, Jo let him take her as he smiled at his baby girl.

“Are you desensitized after years of intern grunt work?” Jo guessed with a smile.

“Pretty much,” Alex said as he got Edith settled in one arm and put the rag in a plastic diaper bag before he tossed it on the table. “We can leave it in here and pick it up when we come back tonight.”

“You both know we're going to forget about it,” Jo said, tossing it into the back of the stroller instead.

“Yeah and I don't want my office smelling like spit up,” Alex said as he made a face and Edith smiled at him. “Alright, are we ready to go get some candy?”

“Yeah ready to go trick or treating?” Jo said looking over at the girls as she caught Luna’s attention and signed. ‘trick or treat’

“Candy,” Luna signed back as she picked up her bag.

Then the Karev’s were off. All of the hallways on the pediatric floor were decorated per Hayes and Alex direction. Then they followed the crowds of other kids as they all trick or treat at the nurses stations and other stops that had been set up. The girls loved the act of trick or treating as much as they loved getting candy. Before he knew it they each had a chocolate mustache around their face despite Jo initially saying they could only eat it after dinner. Alex indulged them and soon enough even Jo had a sucker.

“Well, aren't you the cutest family I've ever seen,” Hayes said as they stopped by the desk and he quickly pulled out his phone to take a picture of them.

“Yeah Uncle Hayes I bite you,”

“Oh no don't bite me,” Hayes said as he quickly ran behind the desk to hide.

“Helena,” Jo yelled as she quickly grabbed her. “Do not bite him.”

“Mama I pra’tended bite,” Helena said, pretending to gently bite the air by Jo's arm.

“Okay only pretend though,” Jo said as she let go of Helena and she ran up to Hayes and grabbed him with her paws and pretended to bite him.

“Oh no, I've been bitten by a dinosaur, nurses help,” Hayes said as he pretended to faint into his chair and the nurses around them laughed.

“Help you,” Luna said, coming over and kissing the air by where Helena had bit him.

“I've been saved by the prettiest unicorn. Thank you Luna,” Hayes said as he wrapped his arms around them both in a hug. Then Hayes pulled out two handfuls of candy from his pockets and put it in the girl's bags. “Happy Halloween girls.”

“Thank you,” they both said as they looked at the candy in their bags.

“That's a lot of candy,” Jo said although she didn't necessarily complain.

“It's Halloween you only get so many of these before they’re off to parties or trick or treating with their friends.”

“Is that where the boys are tonight?”

“Yeah but we're going to pick them up and watch spooky movies at Meredith's tonight if you guys want to join?”

“Thanks for the offer, but we've got a movie marathon out of our own at home, plus we can't be out too late because of Reese's,” Alex said with a little shrug.

“Oh yeah I bought an outfit for him too,” Jo said with a smile as she pulled out her phone and showed off a picture of the black lab in a dinosaur suit.

“Of course you did,” Hayes said with a shake of his head.

“He loved it,” Jo insisted, putting her phone away.

“Mama candy!” Helena said, pointing to the nurses handing out more candy down the hall.

“Okay,” Jo said is she waved pushing the stroller around and

“Before you go I have something for the littlest dinosaur,” Hayes said, going up to the stroller Alex was pushing as he pulled back the blanket and gave Edith a little rattle.

“Thanks I think she likes it,” Alex said as Edith grabbed it with uncoordinated fingers before pulling it into her mouth.

“No, problem, have fun,” Hayes said, patting Alex's shoulder as he went to catch up with Jo and the girls.

They walked around the hospital for a little bit more, hitting all of the levels and center and saying all of their aunts and uncles, some of whom were trick or treating with their kids too. Of course Luna insisted on being with Scout as they held hands and the two of them trick or treated together for a while. They were currently visiting with Uncle Weber who was sitting with them in the lobby of the general hospital wing. He was showing Helena and Luna the different types of candy he had in the bowl and took a sour patch kid and gave one to each girl.

Luna popped it in her mouth but the second you tasted the sourness she spit it out and wiped her touch on her sleeve and signed no. “Yucky!”

Alex sighed as he quickly cleaned up the candy she had spit out. However as he looked over at Helena as she was happily chewing on the candy. “Yum.”

“That’s alright Luna here try one of these,” Weber said as he handed her a Kit Kat.

“Okay we should probably head home for the night,” Jo said as she came back from the bathroom having changed Edith's diaper. She had the baby on her shoulder and was patting her back as Edith fussed. She was probably ready to be put down for the night.

“Alright girls say goodbye to Uncle Weber and let's get going,” Alex said, taking the brakes off the stroller.

“Bye Uncle Webber,” both of the girls said as they hugged him.

“Bye girls have a good night,” Webber said as he slipped a little bit more candy into the girl's bags.

“Well what did you girls think? Did you have a good time trick or treating?” Jo asked as Alex signed to Luna as he pushed the stroller and they both nodded .

‘Where’s Uncle Levi?’ Luna looked around with a frown. He was her favorite of all the aunts and uncles they had, much to Link’s disappointment.

“I'm sure he's around here somewhere but he's working tonight,” Alex said with a frown as he signed to her as well.

“Let's check with the nurses, though,” Jo said as she walked over to the nurses station. “Hey Ginger, where is Dr. Schmidt tonight?”

“He’s in surgery doing a liver reception. He might be out by now though?” Ginger said looking over at Luna with a hopeful smile.

“That's all right thanks Ginger,” Jo said as she nodded and looked back at Luna with a small smile as she signed to her. “Sorry Luna, you can see him tomorrow.”

“Maybe we can video call him tonight?” Alex said as he pushed a stroller back and forth.

‘No Uncle Levi now,’ Luna signed as she nearly cried.

‘Why don’t you two go down to the OR floor and see if we can find him?’ Jo leaned down to console her and Luna nodded.

“Helena, do you want to go or stay here with me and Edith?” Alex asked her.

“Daddy,” Helena said, reaching her arms up for him, she was already quite tired and Alex could tell that she would be passed out on his shoulder as he picked her up.

Jo and Luna walked up to the OR floor and Jo looked over at the board and signed to her. ‘Levi’s in surgery.’

‘I see Uncle Levi,’ Luna insisted with a frown.

“What’s wrong Dr. Karev?” One of the interns asked as Jo looked back to see who had spoken.

“Oh, Luna wants to see Levi,” Jo explained as Luna pouted further.

“You could probably pop up to the OR gallery with her,” Adams offered as Jo gave him a strange look.

“I'm not taking my two and a half year old to view a surgery,” Jo said looking at him as Adams just stared at her while Griffin slapped him over the side of the head.

“Right, sorry,” Adams said, rubbing the back of his head.

Jo prepared herself as she looked back at Luna, who had big blue eyes full of tears. Then the doors opened and they looked up to see Levi walk in. He had a smile on his face that grew even bigger when he spotted Luna.

‘My girl!’ Levi signed as Luna spotted him and lit up as her tears disappeared and she ran for him.

She jumped into his arms and Levi held her up before he hugged her and signed to her. He was trying to learn sign language to always be able to talk to her. ‘You are a beautiful…’ “I don’t know how to sign Unicorn.”

“It’s this,” Jo said to him as she a. Signed unicorn. “It was a new one for us as well.”

‘You trick or treat?’ Levi signed to her as Luna nodded.

‘Candy blue,’ Luna signed as she stuck out her tongue to show off her blue tongue.

“She loved the blue sugar sticks,” Jo explained with a smile.

“Oh yeah I can see that,” Levi said with a laugh.

‘You want candy?’ Levi signed to her as Luna lit up.

‘Yes,’ Luna said as she nearly jumped in his arms.

They walked to the attending lounge and Levi carried Luna the entire way. Levi talked and Jo translated to Luna about the kind of surgery he was doing before they reached the lounge. Levi got into his cubby as he pulled out the candy. They were a giant launchable gummy candy, one set was a pizza and the other was a hamburger set.

‘Which one,’ Levi offered her as she grabbed the pizza set.

‘Pizza’ Luna signed as she reached for it, when it came to Pizza she was 100% Alex's girl.

“Alright then we'll save this one for your sister,” Levi said as he handed it to Jo.

They walked out to the lounge and found Alex pushing the stroller with Helena on his shoulder. He paced and rocked it back and forth, spinning the toys that he hung above the stroller and making a twinkling sort of sound as he talked with Edith.

‘Pizza Daddy,’ Luna signed to him as she showed him the gummies.

“Wow that's something special, did you think Uncle Levi,” Alex said as his hands were too full to sign as he still held Helena so Jo signed it to her.

‘Thank you Uncle Levi,’ Luna said as she switched to talking and turned around to give him a big hug.

‘Of course, Luna, you know I do anything for you,’ Levi said, kissing her cheek as Jo smiled.

“She's got you wrapped around her little finger,” Jo said as she lightly pushed Levi.

“Of course she does,” Levi said with a smile. “But that's how I like it.”

‘Okay, let's go home little Moon, sign goodbye to Uncle Levi,’ Jo sighed as she reached out to take her from Levi.

‘Goodbye,’ Luna signed as she gave him a hug before she went to Jo and they all headed home.

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Alex caught Jo looking out the window as they drove home. She had been quiet as had the rest of the girls as Edith and Helena were sleeping in the back seat and Luna was quietly eating her gummy pizza.

“What are you thinking about?” Alex's asking, catching her eye before he looked back to the road.

“Oh not much just thinking about the night. I didn't want it to end,” Jo said with a little smile.

“Yeah well it'll be here next year,” Alex said as he tried to reassure her.

“Yeah but we only have sixteen more Halloweens with them, and they’re not going to want to hang out with their parents on Halloween when they are teenagers. So that makes the number even less,” Jo lamented with a sigh.

“Well you don't have to think of it like that,” Alex said with a depressing frown. “Well then we’ll just have to have a little anniversary halloween to ourselves. And when they have kids we can go trick or treating with all of them, assuming they have kids.”

“Have you seen the way Luna adores her baby dolls? Jo said, noting the one she was holding tonight that was currently in its own car seat at Luna's feet. “We're probably going to get at least one grandkid from her and Scout.”

“She doesn’t have to marry Scout,” Alex groaned with a scowl that made Jo laugh. “Besides, yesterday she put her baby doll into the toy oven because it was crying too much.”

“Yeah, I think she's still getting used to her baby sister,” Jo said with a little laugh as they pulled into the driveway.

‘Mommy I tired,’ Luna signed, holding up her arms as Jo unbuckled her from her car seat.

‘Okay baby, let's go inside,’ Jo signed before she picked her up and Luna laid her head on her shoulder.

Jo put her down to bed and Luna didn't even have energy to ask for a story. Alex laid Helena down in her bed not even bothering to take her costume off before he kissed her good night.

The two of them retreated back downstairs to the living room and Jo checked on the monitor to see that they were still passed out. Alex put a sleeping Edith in the bassinet that they had in a little corner of the living room. It had become a downstairs nursery as they refer to it, which had a changing station, a pumping station for Jo, and everything.

“Well what do you say to watching a movie with me?” Alex asked coming up behind her to wrap his arms around her.

“Sounds good to me,” Jo said as she smiled and leaned into him.

They curled up on the couch together and put on Hocus Pocus which they had already watched one this year with the girls but still put it on. Edith got up a quarter of the way through and joined them on the couch. Although she was fussy and Jo suspected that she had some gas as she rubbed her tummy and stretched out her legs.

“I think you just farted on me,” Jo said she picked Edith up.

“She did a little more than that,” Alex said, watching the greenish stain spread out on the leg of Edith's onesie.

“Damn it, it's the third time this week kiddo,” Jo said as she held Edith out in front of her as she got up.

“We might have to go up a size in diapers.”

“Seriously no more size one diapers,” Jo said as she almost cried as she laid Edith down on the changing table. “It’s bad enough that she never fit in the newborn diapers.”

“It'll be okay,” Alex said, coming over and grabbing the pack of diapers from the basket. “I already bought some last week.”

“I guess,” Jo said, with a pout as she took one of the new diapers from him.

“I don't know if this one is worth saving,” Alex said as Jo stripped the onesie off of Edith, seeing that the stain went all the way down her leg and up the back.

“Yeah just toss it,” Jo said with a shrug. “It's not like when the girls were little and we were trying to save them.”

“I think this little nakey baby needs a bath,” Alex said as he came back to her and saw the full mess.

Jo sighed as she held the first wipe, “I think you're right, can you move the dishes from the sink and clean it out while I try and get as much as I can?”

“Already on it,” Alex said as she heard the dishes clanging behind her.

“So this is how we end our Halloween, hu kiddo,” Jo said, staring down at Edith as she smiled and waved her arms. “Yeah, that sounds about right, Happy Halloween baby girl.”

#alex karev #jo wilson #jo karev #jolex #grey's anatomy #otp: home and heart #grey's anatomy fanfic #luna wilson #my work #my writing #my fanfiction

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mauserfrau · 3 years

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#fanfic #fanfiction #not rhack wednesdays #troy calypso #troy x oc #wynter dova #hurt/comfort #fluff #sap #so much adorable this week #dr. ian malcom #raidbossmadi #dr. ellie sattler #dr. alan grant #wataredis #jurassic park #seriously check out the art too #i'll have something by 4/25 i swear

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trash-gobby · 3 years

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🦖 Jurassic Park Masterlist 🦖

ADVENTURE MASTERLIST

RULES FOR REQUESTING AND READING CAN BE FOUND HERE!!!

Symbol Meanings:

✨ Fluff = 🐶

✨ General = 👋

✨ Dating = 💕

✨Romance (not specifically dating) = ❤️

✨ NSFW = 🔞

✨Violence = 🔪

✨ LGBTQ+ = 🏳️‍🌈

✨ Tragedy/Angst = 🖤

✨CrackFic = ❄️

Symbols beside the characters names show you what kind of content I will be willing to write for them.

⚠️Warning!: I DON’T write anything that is NSFW for minors. If you’re a minor DON’T interact with any NSFW content please.

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Alan Grant 🐶 👋 💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Sarah Harding🐶 👋 💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Kelly Curtis Malcolm 🐶👋🔪🖤❄️

Ian Malcolm 🐶 👋 💕 🔞🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Dating Ian Malcolm Would Include 💕

Life Finds A Way 🐶💕

Robert Muldoon 🐶 👋 💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Lex Murphy 🐶👋🔪🖤❄️

Tim Murphy 🐶👋🔪🖤❄️

Nick Van Owen 🐶 👋 💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Ellie Sattler 🐶 👋 💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

Ronald Tembo 🐶 👋 💕❤️🔞🔪🏳️‍🌈🖤❄️

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walkthegale · 4 years

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Femslash Exchange 2020

( This letter is also on Dreamwidth. )

Dear Femslash Exchange Creator,

You are awesome! Thank you so much for offering one of my requested fandoms! :D

I’ve put in some guidelines about things below, but I am excited to read whatever you feel inspired to write!

I like: hurt/comfort (physical or emotional), smut/pwp, bondage, consensual power play, hair pulling, sex magic, fluff, cuddling, competence, polyamory, adventures, horror, character studies, missing scenes, first times, established relationships, adrenaline-fueled kisses/sex, chosen/found families, canon divergent au, lots of tropes, subverted tropes, fake dating, only one bed, huddling for warmth, trapped together, loyalty, mutual requited pining, mutual support, lots of feelings. Any rating is good!

I do not like: character or ship bashing, noncon, dubcon, scat, watersports, a/b/o, high school au, college au, kidfic, soulmate tropes, heteronormative relationship progression as default.

Bad Girls (TV)

Helen Stewart/Nikki Wade

They are the formative pairing of my heart and soul. I’d love some good angsty hurt/comfort or a missing scene or some smut from during the show, or I’d love to know more about what they get up to afterwards and how their relationship changes and develops in their new circumstances.

The Bletchley Circle

Millie Harcourt/Jean McBrian

I love both original Bletchley, and San Francisco, so either setting is great! I just adore that these two are both so brilliant and so brave and so good at what they've chosen to do, and so endlessly caring and supportive of each other. I love they way they look at each other - all the flirting and tension. I'd love to see a story about how they got together, but I'd also love an adventure or fun trope or emotional moment set during an established relationship.

Call of Cthulhu: Shadow of the Crystal Palace (Web Series)

Hanako Hayashi/Alexandra Elise O'Neill

I'd love to see these two dealing with the trauma of what happened together, potentially through sex. What they do or where they go afterwards - do they stay together, or do they part and perhaps meet by accident in the future? Alternatively, I love the implication that they have a past - what's that all about and what happened between them?

Jurassic Park - All Media Types

Kelly Malcolm/Lex Murphy, Claire Dearing/Kelly Malcolm/Lex Murphy, Sarah Harding/Ellie Sattler

Essentially I want to know the ways any of these women bond over their survival, trauma and/or general shared experiences. I want them to find joy in each other. If you want to put them back into situations with dinosaurs, that's also awesome, but don't feel like you have to!

Teachers (UK TV)

Susan Gately/Jenny Paige

These two are both so much better than any of the other people around them. I just want them to be happy, damn it. I headcanon that they left together at the end of season 2. I’m very much here for either missing scene stuff with them, stuff about how they got together or how they navigate their relationship whilst still at Summerdown, or for stuff about what they went on to do and have afterwards.

Vorkosigan Saga - Lois McMaster Bujold

Cordelia Naismith Vorkosigan/Alys Vorpatril

ANYTHING for these two. I feel like there’s so much to explore in the time between Barrayar and Warrior’s Apprentice, with Cordelia making her life on Barrayar and becoming the who she is by the time Miles is an adult, and I would love to see some of what goes on between her and Alys during that time and the ways they support and learn from each other. I would also though love to see Cordelia and Alys once they’re both older and their children grown - continuing to deal with life together, or escaping from it together for a bit, or something. And all with Cordelia’s Betan values about polyamory - no issues in her relationship with Aral, please!

#femslash exchange #femslashex 2020 #exchanges

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lillianofliterature · 4 years

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request guidelines

send a request. ask a question. view masterlist.

please check my bio to see if requests are open before sending any in.

READ BELOW FOR REQUEST OPTIONS, GUIDELINES, & NEWS.

this may seem like a lot of rules, and I hope it doesn't scare anyone away from requesting, that was not my point in writing this. and I'm not going to be upset if you’re confused or something - I just want to be treated kindly. :)

I've had many people demand a very specific story and be very reluctant to allowing me to have some freedom in the writing process. I do this as a hobby, and although it’s my favorite thing to do, I don’t want to feel controlled or obligated to do it a certain way.

I love receiving requests - they make my heart so happy! these guideline are to ensure some sort of filter for readers to know how/what to ask of me. hopefully it helps not only me, but you as well!

and of course I won’t get upset or anything so don’t be afraid to send things in! this is just to help anyone get a general idea of what I’m asking for so the process can be simpler and easier for us both. :)

FANDOMS i write for

avatar: the last airbender

beetlejuice

cobra kai

disney

harry potter

the hobbit

icarly

jurassic park

the karate kid

the lord of the rings

marvel (mcu)

once upon a time

pirates of the caribbean

star trek

star wars

stranger things

various actors

the x-files

CHARACTERS/PEOPLE i write for

aang, katara, sokka, suki, toph, zuko

beetlejuice (keatlejuice)

daniel larusso (older), johnny lawrence (older), miguel diaz, robbie lawrence, terry silver (older), tory nichols

bruno madrigal, jack skellington

remus lupin, severus snape

balin, beorn, bilbo baggins, bofur, dwalin, elrond, fili, kili, thorin oakenshield, thranduil

spencer shay

alan grant, billy brennan, claire dearing, ellie sattler, ian malcolm, owen grady

daniel larusso, johnny lawrence, terry silver

aragorn, arwen, boromir, elrond, eomer, eowyn, faramir, frodo, galadriel, gimli, haldir, legolas greenleaf, merry, pippin, samwise

adrian toomes, bruce banner, bucky barnes, clint barton, drax the destroyer, heimdall, loki odinson, natasha romanoff, peter parker, peter quill, sam wilson, steve rogers, thor odinson, tony stark, t’challa, yelena belova

august booth, emma swan, killian jones, regina mills, rumplestiltskin, zelena

carina barbossa, davy jones, elizabeth swann, hector barbossa, jack sparrow, tia dalma, will turner

beverly crusher, data soong, deanna troi, elnor, geordi laforge, james t. kirk, jean-luc picard, leonard “bones” mccoy, lore soong, raffi, spock, wesley crusher, will riker, seven of nine, worf

ahsoka tano, anakin skywalker, ben solo/kylo ren, cal kestis, cara dune, din djarin, finn, han solo, leia organa, luke skywalker, obi-wan kenobi, qui-gon jinn

eddie munson

ewan mcgregor, jake gyllenhaal, johnny depp, lee pace, tom hiddleston

dana scully, fox mulder

WHAT I WRITE

I only write in reader format (no given names, no specific appearance descriptions; I want every story to be adaptable to each individual, i.e. fitting the (Y/n), (h/c), (s/c), formula).

I write pretty much anything (fluff, angst, whump, gore/violence, battles), but draw the line with hardcore smut and explicit sexual abuse scenes.

I might be suggestive or hint at something more intimate, but it is never my goal to overly sexualize a scene unless specified otherwise in the a/n of the fic itself. (I’m very asexual, lol.)

I write one-shots, imagines, preferences, and series, depending on where I want the story to go and how long I want it to be. I hold the right to decide what length the story will be (since it is my time and effort going into it), but I do enjoy your input.

I only write the reader in gender neutral format so I can include everyone (although fem descriptors might sometimes slip through the cracks) unless otherwise stated.

I generally write AUs if it’s something simple like a coffeeshop, bookshop, or modern au (or something similar). I just don’t write crossover AUs.

DOs & DON’Ts (please)

please check my bio on my Tumblr page to see if requests are open before sending any in.

be patient, please! writers have lives outside of their hobbies and passions that cannot be adjusted or changed. sometimes the fanfiction has to wait, despite any publication schedules we try to maintain. please do not demand updates - I update as often as I can.

if I turn your request down, please know it’s nothing personal against you or your idea, I just don’t want to write an entire story for a scenario I’m not interested in personally. I have to choose projects carefully to be sure I can manage my ADHD with it and see it through to the end.

asking for personality traits for the reader is fine (i.e. shy, outgoing, adventurous, reserved, snarky, etc.)

asking for a background for the character is fine (i.e. reader was abused in her childhood and is afraid to be a mother, the reader was in an accident that has given them PTSD, etc.)

asking for a mood, general storyline/scenario is okay!

do not request highly specific character details (i.e. the reader, named Astra, who has blue hair and wields a bow, golden eyes, and a gothic style, etc.)

do not request highly specific scenarios or details (shown in examples below). these are commission level additives that I’m not willing to write for.

please respect that as a writer I reserve the right to alter things and make them my own and follow through with the story as I see fit, not just copy your idea point-blank.

do not write spin-offs or additions to my stories; although they involve fictional characters that do not belong to me, the writing and storylines of each individual story do, and each story takes an incredible amount of work. the dialogue, story, and world-building I add to require as much time and effort as original works.

do not, under any circumstances, repost my work.

thank you!

EXAMPLES

“a fic where the reader is in a training spar with obi-wan, and as they fight, she realizes she is in love with him. she tries to hide her emotions, but he feels something emanating from her. she confesses.”

"a little one-shot where bilbo and the company are complimenting the reader and how she’s been a big help to them on the journey while she’s off gathering wood or berries or something. bilbo realizes he’s in love with her after he gives the most compliments.”

“a fic where the reader is a vigilante and helps the avengers in the battle of new york; steve rogers is really impressed by her combat skills and she is invited to be an avenger. she’s kind of flirty.”

“a fluffy imagine where the reader sees luke skywalker for the first time from across the hanger, working on his ship, and it’s love at first sight. it’s late at night and no one else is there.”

“can I have a fluffy fic where the reader tells din djarin that she’s pregnant and his reaction to it? featuring baby yoda? and maybe they’re all hugging at the end or something? however long you can make it please”

don’t

“a four part series where the reader, whose name is Cassidy, has been in love with Anakin since they were slaves on Tatooine. She goes to Coruscant with him and they train as padawans together, but she falls in love with him because he is her only friend and they grew up together. In training, they are rough on each other, and even give each other injuries because they are so strong and wrestle like siblings. she knows she is in love with him, but he does not know he loves her. he still thinks about padme. when he meets padme again, Cassidy is immediately jealous and starts to hate padme. she is tempted by the dark side...etc.”

“a fic where the reader, who has scars and bright makeup and a buzz cut, is really good in combat. she is with HYDRA and is ordered to assassinated steve rogers. i want a scene where she is reading his files, watching videos, and listening to broadcasts about him from the forties. she kind of falls in love with him, but is still going to obey her orders. she comes up with a plan of how to lure him, and is going to meet him in new york and pretend not to know him, and act as much like Peggy as she can to get him to be attached...etc.”

Thank you so much! Happy reading and requesting!

Xx Lillian

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ao3feed-goodomens · 4 years

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Beelzebub Creates Dinosaurs

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/35XXgKr

by HolyCatsAndRabbits

Heaven had been a long time ago. But Bee had been an angel once, an archangel, had stirred the cosmos with their hand. Even then Bee had been one for a joke. Wouldn’t it be a laugh if the humans thought the Earth was millions of years old? What if you could go farther than that: convince them it had once been walked by monsters? The race of Man (and Woman) had picked up on the clues Bee had left in bone turned to stone, and then eventually they’d followed the gleam of amber to its treasure of DNA. What had surprised Bee was that they’d loved the monsters they’d found just as much as Bee did. Loved them enough to do what Bee hadn’t been able to do: to give them life.

Words: 3814, Chapters: 5/5, Language: English

Fandoms: Good Omens - Neil Gaiman & Terry Pratchett, Good Omens (TV), Jurassic Park Original Trilogy (Movies), Jurassic World Trilogy (Movies)

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Categories: Gen

Characters: Beelzebub (Good Omens), Henry Wu, Alan Grant (Jurassic Park), Ellie Sattler, Ian Malcolm, Indominus Rex (Jurassic Park), Spinosaurus (Jurassic Park), Brachiosaurus (Jurassic Park)

Additional Tags: Isla Nublar (Jurassic Park), Isla Sorna (Jurassic Park), San Diego, bigger louder more teeth, Dracula Reference, Fluff, Sweetness, Character Study, Beelzebub knows how to love, mention of pre-Fall Beelzebub, demonic existential crisis, no Brachiosauruses were harmed by volcanoes in the making of this fic

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/35XXgKr

#ao3feed #fanfic #Good Omens

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justsomerandomfanfic · 2 years

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It All Started At Jurassic Park - Ian Malcolm X Female Reader

Title: It All Started At Jurassic Park

Ian Malcolm X Female Reader

Additional Characters: John Hammond, Dr. Henry Wu, Alan, and Ellie

| Part 2 | Part 3 |

WC: 1,436

Warnings: N/A

Checking her clipboard, the scientist took notes on the unhatched eggs, analyzing them as the robot arm gently picked them up and turned them, keeping them warm. Jotting down a few notes, the female scientist made her way to her co-worker, passing off her notes and heading to her desk. Sitting down at her computer, she made sure to add anything to her notes digitally, and made sure to fill out her paperwork for the day before her lunch break.

Y/N L/N worked for John Hammond, as a paleontologist in his growing theme park, Jurassic Park. Somehow the man had brought dinosaurs back to life, and when he came to her, offering her a job as a baby dinosaur caretaker, she couldn’t say no.

Y/N had been working for John for a very long time. She had been one of the first few people who joined and began working at Jurassic Park. It was an amazing new start for Y/N and her boring life. She never thought, in her wildest dreams, that she would ever get the chance to see a dinosaur in real life, that wasn’t just bones. She felt very fortunate for being chosen to do this job. She was three years out of college, studying and majoring in Paleontology, Marine Biology, and Earth Science. For all of University and College, she had been working as a part-time barista, and she never thought she would be able to get out of it.

Now, after about two years, Y/N had been rising up in the ranks of life. She had basically her dream job, amazing income, and free health insurance. She even had a small cottage on the island, not really leaving often anyway. She was in constant need at the lab, making sure the dino eggs were staying warm and healthy while also taking care of the baby dinosaurs as they grew. It had to be the best thing she had ever done. For hours she got to sit with the baby dinosaurs, taking care of them and making sure they were healthy. Even though John always made sure that the baby dinos imprinted on him first, Y/N felt that she too had a strong connection with them as well. Readjusting her glasses, she finished her online work for the day, making sure to close everything up before leaving the lab for lunch.

+ + +

“Come on in.” John Hammond spoke softly, taking off his hat and handing it to one of the technicians.

“Good morning, Henry.” John greeted the scientist, who was taking notes.

“Oh, good day, sir,” Henry spoke, noticing the man.

Grant looked around the room, his eyes catching the eggs, watching as one of the eggs made a strong move, the robotic arm steadying it.

“My God, look!” He exclaimed as John, Henry, Ellie, and Ian joined him.

“Ah, perfect timing. I was hoping they would hatch before I had to go on the boat.” Henry mentioned, writing a few things on his clipboard of notes.

Looking up and around quickly, John looked back to the hatching egg.

“Where’s Dr. L/N? She needs to be here for this.” John asked as Henry looked up from his clipboard and looked around the room as well.

“I think she went to lunch, sir,” Henry answered, going back to his clipboard.

“Have someone notify her of the hatching, please,” John asked, grabbing a pair of plastic gloves and slipping them on.

“Right away, sir,” Henry spoke before grabbing his walkie-talkie.

The egg begins to crack, the robotic arm moves away, a baby dinosaur tries to break its way out, just its head sticking out of the shell. John reaches down carefully, breaking the shell away, helping the baby dinosaur out.

“Come on then, out you come.” John cooed to the small dinosaur.

“They imprint on the first living creature they come in contact with. That helps them to trust me. I’ve been present for the birth of every animal on the island. Just look at that.” John spoke, as he carefully petted the baby dino’s head.

“Surely not the ones that have bred in the wild?”

“Actually, they can’t breed in the wild. We have a huge thing for population control. There is no unauthorized breeding.” A voice quickly answered, gaining John and his company’s attention.

“Took the words right out of my mouth, Y/N.” Henry chuckled, before heading to his desk to file the baby dino’s birth report.

John stood up, quickly tossing his gloves in the trash, before turning to the scientist.

“Y/N, how wonderful of you to join us. The first egg just hatched.” John spoke and Y/N’s eyes widened, quickly heading over and checking on the baby.

“Darn, my calculations must have been off. I thought I still had a couple of days.” She spoke, pushing up the edge of her glasses, before grabbing a pair of her own gloves.

Helping out with the shell, she gently took the baby dino in her hands, observing and making sure the baby was doing alright, and all seemed fine.

“How do you know that they can’t breed?” Ian asked, more intrigued by the scientist than the answer to his question.

“They are all females, we’ve engineered them that way.” Gently turning the dinosaur in her hands, Y/N tilted her head to the side.

“Body temperature feels like somewhere around eighty-eight or eighty-nine degrees,” Y/N mumbled.

“Henry?” John asked, gaining the other scientist’s attention.

“Ninety-one.” He answered.

Y/N nodded and gave a small smile.

“Close enough. Doesn’t seem to be any issues in breathing or anything. She’s as healthy as can be.” She spoke as Ian looked at John skeptically.

“But again, how do you know they’re all female? Does someone go into the park and, uh… Lift up the dinosaurs’ skirts?”

“We control their chromosomes. It’s not that difficult. All vertebrate embryos are inherently female anyway. It takes an extra hormone at the right developmental stage to create a male, and we simply deny them that.” Henry explained as Ian stood there, shocked.

“Your silence intrigues me,” John spoke.

“John, the kind of control you’re attempting is not possible. If there’s one thing the history of evolution has taught us, it’s that life will not be contained. Life breaks free. It expands to new territories. It crashes through barriers. Painfully, maybe even… Dangerously, but… Well, there it is.”

“There it is.” John agreed as Henry looked at Ian.

“You’re implying that a group composed entirely of females will… breed?” He spoke, looking at the man with furrowed eyebrows.

“No, I’m simply saying that life… uh, finds a way.” Ian tried to explain.

“That is true… Mr… Uh…” Y/N gestured with a hand for the seeming rockstar's name.

“Ian, Ian Malcolm.” He introduced himself, giving the woman a smile, in which she blushed.

Y/N nodded and continued, "It’s true, Mr. Malcolm, but, here, we sort of change how life sort of works. I guess it’s hard to explain.” She laughed awkwardly, before looking towards Alan, who was looking intensely at the baby dino.

“Do you want to hold her?” Y/N asked the man, who abruptly looked up and gave a nod.

“Yes, thank you.”

“Just put on some gloves over there.” She spoke, as Alan quickly pulled on some gloves.

Y/N gently handed the baby dino over to the man, who had taken a deep breath in return. He had a certain suspicion of what it was.

“What species is this?” He asked, gently holding the baby in both hands.

“It’s a velociraptor,” Y/N spoke, taking her gloves off and throwing them in the nearby trash can.

“You bred raptors?” He asked, and the scientist nodded slowly, looking at the man in slight confusion.

Alan looked down at the baby raptor the small dinosaur in his hand that would one day grow up to be an incredible killer. Y/N checked over any of the other unhatched dino eggs, making sure none of them were hatching. Sighing, she pushed up her glasses again before looking back at John and his group.

“It was nice to meet you all, but I have to get to the baby sector. I’ll hopefully see you all later.” She spoke before heading to the door, before leaving she turned to Henry.

“Dr. Wu, could you please notify me when the next babies hatch?” She asked the other doctor, who nodded and gave the woman a smile.

“Thank you.”

Turning to Ian, Y/N smiled at the man. "And, I'll hopefully be seeing you, Ian?" She asked and Ian smirked, looking the scientist up and down.

"Uh, yes... Hopefully so." He spoke and Y/N nodded before clearing her throat and rushing off and out of the lab.

Ian watched after her, his smile never leaving his face. Ellie nudged the man and smiled up at him.

"I think she likes you." She spoke and Ian nodded, continuing to stare at the door you left through.

"Yeah, I think she does."

Ellie chuckled, crossing her arms. "And I think you like her."

Ian nodded once more, pushing up his glasses, his cheeks feeling warm. "Yeah, I think I do."

#jurassic park #ian malcolm x reader #cute #fluff #alan grant #ellie sattler #alan x ellie #ian malcolm #female reader

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