i saw a version of rex yesterday with a raptor tail that i adore and can't get it out of my head its so genius...,, ermm its by @moonhoarder !!
pls ignore how bad the doodles are guys its been a long while since i've drawn anything, (ESPECIALLY legos) these r very rough warm ups </3
anyway i thought the idea was sooo cool and in my mind i imagined it being a indominus-rex tail (from jurassic world) bc it's part t-rex and raptor.. which makes sense in my mind bc he can communicate with his raptors in the movie ermmghh.. idk just silly ideas just an excuse to talk about jurassic world bc its one of my comfort movies 🙈
very rough warmp up from yesterday aswell (below)
im going to be making more doodles guys but i just wanted to share these even tho theyre rushed..
OH AND THE FIRST DOODLE SHOWN IS INSPIRED OFF OF THIS SCENE LOLZ
inspired off these scenes from this movie:
Jurassic World movie clips: http://j.mp/1HFdgmvBUY THE MOVIE: http://j.mp/1SnI4ZzDon't miss the HOTTEST NEW TRAILERS: http://bit.ly/1u2y6prC
Jurassic World movie clips: http://j.mp/1HFdgmvBUY THE MOVIE: http://j.mp/1SnI4ZzDon't miss the HOTTEST NEW TRAILERS: http://bit.ly/1u2y6prC
Can the Jurassic World directors/writers milk Henry Loomis' character as much as they did Owen Grady- because I need some kind of payment for having to deal with Owen's corny ass while everyone pretended he was hot.
A/N - I could've given this story so much more detail with what happens in the movie, but as I haven't seen Jurassic World in so long, and didn't have time to watch the movie as I wrote this, I just kind of went from what I remembered from the movie. I can definitely write something that has more detail about certain things if you guys would like me too! Just let me know and I'll definitely do that when I have the time!
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When Claire had told you and Owen that there was a genetically modified dinosaur that was about to be shown to the public as a brand-new attraction at Jurassic World, you knew that it was a bad idea.
You know all too well as your dad is Ian Malcolm and when you were young, he always told you that Jurassic Park and now Jurassic World was a mistake.
That Dinosaurs and humans don't mix.
And now your fear has become a reality as it turns out that the Indominus has escaped its' enclosure by climbing the wall.
You follow Owen and the security guard into the enclosure to examine the wall where Owen had noticed the scratch marks.
"That wall is 40 feet high. Do you really think she could've climbed out?" the security guard asks Owen as he places his hand on the wall.
"It depends." Owen replies.
"On what?" the security guard questions.
"What kind of dinosaur they cooked up in that lab." Owen says, which causes your eyes to widen.
'He's right. A T-Rex can't jump this high...' you think. 'There's only one dinosaur that can.'
"Oh my god..." you whisper. "Owen. We need to-"
"Paddock 11. Paddock 11, do you copy?" a female's voice asks over the security guards' radio, cutting you off.
"Yeah, what's the problem?" asks the security guard.
There's some static interference for a moment, causing the three of you to not understand what she's saying before: "It's in the cage! It's in there with you!"
"Go!" yells Owen pushing you in front of him as the three of you start running to where you came into the enclosure.
You and Owen stop running when a giant foot blocks your path which causes you and Owen to turn the other way.
Behind you, you hear the other worker that had come into the enclosure with you, Owen and the security guard scream as the Indominus grabs him.
You try not to look back behind you as you hear the Indominus chomp down on him a moment later.
The large enclosure door starts closing causing you to run faster, both of you making it through just in time.
Turning around, seeing Owen still in the enclosure. "Owen!" you shout. "Come on!"
You're about to think that Owen isn't going to make it when he makes it through the door in the final second, just before it closes fully.
When Owen catches up to you, grabbing your hand in his. "Come on!"
Owen drags you down under one of the trucks in the parking lot to hide from the Indominus which had just broke through the enclosure gate.
The two of you lay under the truck watching the Indominus closely as it looks around, making her way around the other truck to where the security guard is trying to hide.
"Oh my god..." you whimper as the security guard looks around the back of the truck, seeing as the Indominus' tail come around the truck.
The Indominus then hits the truck with her head making it land and the glass from the windows to shatter, causing Owen to wrap his arms around you, protecting you from the glass.
After a moment, Owen unwraps his arms from you as the two of you look over at the security guard again to see him looking back at you as the Indominus stands behind him.
Your breath hitches as the Indominus eats him.
"Lay down on your back." Owen whispers to you before laying on his own back next to you, pulling out his knife, cutting the gas line covering both you and him in gasoline as you lay on your back.
Once the two of you are covered in gasoline, Owen brings you into his side as you try to slow your breathing down as the Indominus approaches the truck the two of you are hiding underneath.
You watch as the bloody teeth of the Indominus appear in front of you.
You're shaking in fear, hoping that the smell of the gasoline deters it from knocking the truck that you and Owen are hiding underneath over.
You shaking causes Owen to tighten his grip on you, causing you to look up at him.
As your (e/c) eyes meet his, he places his index finger to his lips, silently telling you to stay quiet, as the Indominus smells the air and nudges the truck a couple of times.
You and Owen stay as still as you possibly can, hoping that the gasoline conceals your smell.
After a moment, the Indominus lets out a roar and finally walks away.
Once you know that the Indominus is far enough away, you let out a relieved sigh as you bury your face into Owen's side.
"It's okay. It's okay." Owen whispers to you, his voice also full of relief as the two of you had nearly gotten eaten by the Indominus.
After waiting a few extra minutes just in case, Owen crawls out from underneath the truck, looking around for a moment before helping you out from under the truck too.
As soon as you're on your feet, you stare Owen in his eyes, tears streaming down your face.
"Hey. Hey, (Y/N), it's okay." Owen says as he brings you into a hug as you sob. "It's okay. We're okay."
"Owen..." you whimper after you calm down a bit, causing him to pull away from you as he stares into your red, puffy (e/c) eyes. "That was no dinosaur."
not exactly a request per say, but do with this idea as you please
imagine the raptors recognizing you by your scent because Owen (probably inadvertently) got them familiar with it somehow 👉👈
Ahhh this is so cute!! I’ve written a little drabble, but if you guys like this I’ll turn it into a full fic xx thank you @sleeplessdreamer14 for sending it in 😝
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You wake up that morning in his bed, the shower only just turning off and you can hear Owen from within. When the door opens, the smell of your body wash, shampoo, and conditioner is mixed in with the steam as it flows out from behind Owen.
Usually, the two of you stay at yours, not because you didn’t like it at Owen’s, but due to your busy schedule. You’d only stay at Owen’s if you had a late start at work the next day.
He asks if you want to join him at work today as it’s a rare day where you actually have the whole day off. He says it casually, over breakfast/whilst making breakfast; like it’s nothing major, like he’s not sharing probably the biggest part of him.
When you get there, you can see the raptors already lined up and Barry is checking them over. They’re already much bigger than you thought they’d be, as you get closer the distance you walk behind Owen grows. Of course you’re a little nervous, they may be under Owen’s care, but dinosaurs are still dinosaurs.
He beckons you closer with an open hand, which you take, and he pulls you towards him. He points to each raptor, saying their name as he does so, ending on the closest one which is Blue. Owen’s hand comfortably rests on her, speaking to her softly as he introduces you.
Slowly, he replaces his hand with yours, the texture of her skin much tougher and rougher than you had thought. You can feel Blue’s heavy breaths on your arm as she takes in your sent, before her eyes flick over to Owen and then back to you before returning to Owen once again. She’s already much calmer compared to when others have touched her before.
Owen picks up on it slowly and it brings a smile to his face once he realises.
“She already knows your smell,” he chuckles, hands finding his hips.
You bring your hand away and look up at him, “How?”
Wattpad account who requested this - dilys_isdamadhatter
Wattpad request - - The reader is Dr. Wu's daughter, best friends with Owen Grady, oh and also secretly 29% raptor…what could go wrong. Unfortunately Vic Hoskins gets to see what getting on her bad side looks like and how protectively Owen is….much more than a friend 😏
When Jurassic Park was created it blew up with people's pure interests in dinosaurs. They wanted to explore something that was years before humans ever existed on this planet. But would you feel that same desire if you had some dinosaur DNA running through your body……the answer is no and I’ll tell you why.
My parents had a happy marriage in the beginning that was filled with love from what I was told. Unfortunately I never got to see them together because my father Dr. Wu had moved me to this island when I was still a baby and my mother….she couldn’t handle how dedicated he was to his work here. He didn’t lose my mother, but let her go. He chose the lab. He chose the island. He chose the raptors. And he chose to change me.
29% of me isn’t human…..it's a velociraptor. Who in their right mind would love that?
I had arrived at the Raptor paddock earlier today than normal but I couldn’t stop fussing with my appearance knowing he would be coming into work in an hour or so. Owen Grady, my best friend.
Standing in front of the long mirror in the bathroom I pinched the hair clip in my fingers, carefully removing it from where it had been holding up my blonde hair previously up in a bun. It seemed practical considering it’s super hot on this island, but would he find that attractive that was the question. I wish I could say this is the first appearance change I have done with my hair and my outfit but unfortunately it’s not. I have changed things up four different times and not one of them I have felt satisfied with. It had gone from being up in a high bun, next a ponytail and then I even braided it over my right shoulder too.
But who am I kidding, have you seen Owen Grady? Owen has a muscular and athletic build, obviously his years in the Navy were good to him. He’s got that brown hair that I can't help thinking how soft it might be if I ever get the chance to run my fingers through it. And those green eyes of his certainly compliment that light stubble he’s got going on.
“Just focus on your job, Y/n. Just focus on the job.” Dragging my hands down my face I threw my head back. My heart was beginning to speed up and my palms were sweating. Moving my hands I was close to pinning my hair up again until an unmistakable rugged voice caught my attention on the other side of the locked door.
“Y/n! Are you in there?”
The color drains from my face picking up on his gruff voice through the wood. Gripping the sink under my palms I stuttered out the best reply I could think of. “Uh…..yeah! Is everything okay out there?”
“Yeah. I just saw your truck parked outside the paddock but I didn’t see you anywhere. I just wanted to make sure you’re alright before I start feeding the girls.”
My cheeks flushed a little bit trying to push the comfort that crossed my mind and how my heart skipped a beat at how kind he was being. He always was concerned for people he cared about and very loyal to those he trusted. That was one of the main reasons I instantly started seeing him as more than a friend a few years ago. From the first day that I met Owen many years ago with my father I didn’t entirely think he would see me as anything but Dr. Wu’s daughter or a freak with dinosaur DNA because my father wanted to test and see if it would be the next thing for science.
“I’ll be right out. I’m just - just using the bathroom.”
He simply responded except I didn’t make a move till I heard his work boots reseeding down the hallway, meaning I would be alone for a minute or two. “I’ll be up on the skywalk when you’re ready.”
Turning back towards the mirror I slumped my shoulders in frustration not reaching for the hair tie around my wrist like before. Trailing my gaze over my naturally wavy blonde hair that was falling over my shoulders I held in a breath. “You can do this…you can do this.” Spinning on my boots I opened the door, heading outside into the hot and sticky island air in the direction of where Owen said he’d be at.
Every morning when we started training the girls as he called them he would feed them each one dead mouse after they followed a single command he gave them. We’d definitely had some issues but they had improved over time. Owen may call himself the Alpha of the pack but he’d never have the abilities that my special blood seemed to give me. Walking up the metal stairs I glared at quite a few new people I didn’t recognize around our paddock. The park wasn’t open for another hour so these have to be people who work for Vic Hoskins who Owen and I equally can’t stand.
All of the new faces seemed to be making Blue uncomfortable by how much pacing back and forth she was doing. Her tail was raised almost straight up in the air and her pupils were much more narrow than they normally would be. Once I’d finally reached him he lowered the hand that he was carrying his clicker in, glancing over to me barely sending me a smile. “Blue’s not listening today. I mean I know she’s stubborn, but she’s all stiff for some reason.”
“There’s new eyes watching her.” Resting my hands on the railing I closely watched her, whistling down to her to get her attention. Blue lifted her head lightly chirping back at me where I instantly saw her whole demeanor change back to normal.
“You’ve really got a way with her.” Owen remarked coming to stand closely by my side, hands on the railing too. “You’re tensing up. Are you feeling okay?”
Unfortunately his question had drowned out where I didn’t hear him, too focused on the raptors walking around in the paddock underneath us. Tapping my fingernails on the railing I huffed turning and began pacing back and forth in front of my best friend. Owen turned slightly in my direction watching me closely like he would the raptors.
“What’s up with the pacing?” He asked me to see how my hands clenched and unclenched from fists which was a tell when I was anicey.
“There’s too many in the paddock today.”
Owen crossed his arms over his chest, sparing a look over his shoulder at the four raptors. “The girls seem to be handling it fine.”
“Well I’m not.”
He unfolds his arms walking over to me and standing closer but not enough to be invading my personal space. He knew better to keep his distance from me when I was getting stressed and reaching one of my what I have called ‘crash outs’. He simply asked me out of concern. “What’s really bothering you?”
“I could hear everything. Every footstep. Every heartbeat. Every stupid conversation. It was too much.”
Owen doesn’t dismiss it. “Then we take a break today. You don’t have to go in.”
“I’m not fragile, Grady.” I shot him an offended look.
“Didn’t say you were.”
“You implied it.”
“No. I’m saying you don’t have to push yourself until you snap.”
Exhaling heavily I stomped my boots on the ground, pacing much more quickly than I was previously over his words. “I’m not going to snap.”
“You’re pacing in circles like you’re about to chew someone’s head off.”
Halting in my tracks I turned and narrowed my eyes at him in defiance. “Metaphorically?”
“…Preferably.” A laugh escaped my lips at him and he chuckled too before he steps closer now with his hands relaxed at his sides. My body relaxed a bit just hearing his laughter. And how he was doing his best to distract me. “Look, you’re allowed to get overwhelmed. You’re allowed to step back. Doesn’t make you weak.”
“Humans don’t get overwhelmed by footsteps.”
“You’re not just human.”
A look of disappointment spread across my face as I slumped my shoulders muttering under my breath. “That’s the problem.”
“No. That’s just part of you. It doesn’t define who you are as a whole person.”
I felt my chest tightened with his words and I couldn’t help but stare at my best friend. He’d never understand how much that means to me. Glancing down at the four raptors each chirping softly in the distance, following the direction in which their eyes focused on the crowds of people around us. Every single one of them felt like they were watching me. “People are staring at me.”
“Let them.” Owen raised a hand forward brushing hair that had been blown in my face by the wind. His green eyes met mine when he whispered his next reply. “They don’t know you.”
“And you do?”
“Yeah. I do.”
Studying his face I searched for any hint of fear or hesitation. No matter how long I watched him I couldn’t find any hints. Just like always there never is. “You’re not scared of me.” My lips parted with the simple question slipping out.
“Not even a little.” Owen declared without a second thought.
One of my feet moved backwards I felt the world slightly beginning to spin around me where I stumbled backwards nearly hitting the ground. Owen reacted as quick as a tiger, wrapping his arms around my waist tugging me forward. My palms pressed against the fabric of his vest, my nose brushed against his own, and our breaths mixed together in a heavy panting. Blood rushed to my cheeks and it took my breath away seeing the same thing happening to Owen’s face too. His green eyes trailed down to my lips and remained staring for longer than a minute. In the back of my mind I wasn’t able to wrap around what was happening right before my eyes.
My best friend leaned forward, closing the gap between us and bringing us closer together if that was possible. I moved forward without thinking about what I was truly doing. I’d imagined this countless times, how it would feel, would he go slow or fast, and untimely would he ever feel the same way that I felt for him. Though in this moment all those thoughts faded away to be irrelevant by how desirable it felt once he connected my lips with his own. Owen and I leaned more into each other and would have deepened the short kiss if it wasn’t for Hoskins’s voice cuts through the air.
“That doesn’t seem like working to me, Grady and Wu.!”
A tiny shriek slipped out of my mouth and my pupils grew smaller, much more raptor looking till I blinked a few times turning slightly to the fat man who was approaching the two of us. “What do you want from us today, Hoskins?”
“I’m here because your father’s pets are being wasted,” he said, waving a hand toward the paddock. “Those raptors should be doing more than running drills. They should be deployed.”
The words hit me like a spark when I curled my fingers into fists, but it didn’t stop the shift of anger building up inside of me. “You want to turn them into weapons. You want to turn them into something they’re not.”
Hoskins shrugged his shoulders. “They’re assets for war. And your father built them to be useful. You should understand that better than anyone.”
One second I was standing there and the next I was moving when something snapped inside of me. My feet charged forward and my fists were raised as I saw the shock flash across Hoskins face, the way he stumbled back, completely unprepared for how quickly I could reach him. But remarkably I never did because strong arms wrapped around my waist, hauling me backwards. Owen’s chest hit my back, solid and grounding, even as I thrashed hearing his voice low and commanding. “Y/n! Hey, look at me. Not him.”
I snarled, whipping my head around so I’d meet his gaze. Hoskins’s eyes went wide, but he still didn’t understand what he was seeing. He thought I was just losing my temper. Owen knew better. Hoskins pointed at me, sputtering. “What the hell is wrong with her?”
“Back off,” Owen snapped without looking at him. His grip tightened around me, arms locking mine to my sides. “You pushed her.”
“I barely said anything!”
“You don’t know what sets her off,” Owen growled. “So shut up.”
Hoskins bristled, but he took a step back. And that was good because if he didn’t, I wasn’t sure I could stop myself.
Owen shifted me in his arms, turning me so I faced him instead of my target. His hands came up to my shoulders, firm but gentle, thumbs brushing slow circles that made my pulse stutter. “Y/n,” he murmured, softer now. “Come back. I’m right here.”
My breathing slowed, my fists unclenched and my vision softened at the edges. I sagged forward, forehead brushing his chest as the crash‑out ebbed.
Owen ignored him completely. “Are you with me?” He tipped my chin up with one of his index fingers, eyes carefully searching mine.
“Y - yeah.” I nodded, though my whole body was still trembling. His touch steadied me more than anything else ever had during these type of events.
He swallowed hard, thumb brushing my cheek. Trailing his hands down to intertwine my hands in his larger ones leading me towards the metal stairs on the other side of Hoskins. “Let’s get you some water.”
“You can’t just walk away from me, Grady. You two still have a job to do.”
Hoskins shouted at us yet my best friend totally ignored his comment. We made our way down the steps and sat inside my truck with the air conditioning. Brushing my thumbs together in my lap I kept my eyes dropped to my lap, not saying a word for what felt like ten minutes. Squinting my eyes tightly shut I felt tears building up in the corner of my eyelids thinking about my thoughts from earlier in the bathroom.
He can’t possibly feel the same way for me. I’m only a friend to him.
He only puts up with my crashouts because he knows I don’t have a lot of friends.
He’d never want someone like me that can’t control her ridiculous animal instincts that she didn’t ask for. He would likely want to date someone better, someone more…human.
“Hey, are you okay - you’re crying.” Owen pulled me from the trance I was in with him gently placing a hand on my shoulder.
“It’s nothing.” I lied through my teeth. “Hoskins just really riled me up with what he said. We should - we should get back to work.”
Reaching for the door handle newr me in the passenger seat I pushed it open almost getting out until Owen reached across the counsel to stop me. He managed to grab the back of my belt that was hooked through the belt loops of my shorts, he tugged me backwards and I shut the door in the process since my hand was still holding onto said handle. His movement wasn’t forceful or rough, but it was enough to get me back inside the vehicle with him before I could run away from him.
“Owen, we really should get back to work.”
“We’re not going anywhere until you tell me why you’re crying.”
“It doesn’t matter.”
He shook his head in disagreement. “Yes it does.”
“I - I don’t.” Covering my face with my hands my face turned bright red with tears sliding down. I couldn’t stop myself from getting emotional in front of him. I was tougher than this…or I thought I was at least. “I don’t know how to tell you how I feel. I’m - I’m too afraid to tell you the truth.”
Owen carefully asked me. “The truth about what?”
“How I feel about you….what the kiss meant to me.”
Owen released his grip on my jeans, hesitatingly touching my shoulder using a much calmer tone than he had with our boss. “Y/n, I’m your best friend. You can tell me anything but only if you’re ready to.”
“I want - I want to be more than that.” Wiping away falling tears with my hands I dropped them back into my lap. Shifting in the seat I slumped my shoulders once releasing a heavy breath, preparing myself to actually say the confession that was weighing on me on the inside. Twiddling my thumbs together that rested on my lap. “I don’t know to say this any other way except that I don’t want to be your friend anymore. I - I want to be your girlfriend. Except the problem is that - that I have to be kidding myself because in what universe would you want to be with a girl whose father gave her raptor DNA. A girl that can’t control the animal instincts inside of her where she gets so close to ripping someone’s head off. Honestly, I’m - I’m a total disaster so you’ll definitely want someone better than me.”
Thick silence instantly fell inside the truck with the two of us staring at each other. Owen’s lips parted where he went to say something but he closed it when no words came out. My chest tightened in anticipation waiting for him to say something, even my name would be better than listening to this extremely uncomfortable silence…..finally there was some relief though.
“I don’t want to date anyone.”
My heart dropped. “Oh I see.” So he’s definitely not interested in dating me.
“I want the girl with raptor eyes who just so happens to be my best friend.”
Blankly looking at him I must’ve blacked out while he was talking because the question slipped out without time for me to change my response. “Are you serious?”
Owen smirked in my direction before he quickly leaned forward, crawling across the counsel. He crashed his lips directly onto mine, making a gasp get stuck in the back of my throat. Instantly my fingers grabbed the fabric of his shirt bringing him closer. “I’m dead serious, Y/n. I don’t want to be with someone else. I want to be with you. I want to be with the girl with raptor eyes.” He drew back, breaking the kiss, resting his forehead against mine.
“A raptor Alpha and the girl with raptor eyes. That makes for an interesting dynamic.” Grinning back at him I tugged him by his shirt, reconnecting our lips together in a much longer kiss than any of the previous ones.
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