Zach finds sun-kissed courage and fresh blood on an island that tries to kill him.
Maybe he finds the love of his life there too.
Or the ABO x Spirit Animal x Problematic Age Gap Retelling of Jurassic World nobody asked for
Hear me out, it's not as problematic as it sounds, I promise!!
I’m so sad that I’m 10ish years late into the Jurassic World fandom. I’ve been combing the Zach/Owen pairing on Ao3 for the past two weeks and the most recently updated fic I’ve seen was back in like 2022.
This isn’t even something I knew I needed despite being a huge dinosaur nerd since I was four. How did I not know this?
My short contribution to International Fanworks Day 2017.
"I can't believe you're making me do this."
Owen smiled and shrugged his shoulders. "You know you want to."
Zach crossed his arms and looked away. Maybe he was looking forward to it. A little bit. A very tiny little bit. But it was probably just Owen's excitement just rubbing off on him. Yep. That was clearly it.
"Do you know what I had to do to get those tickets?" The San Diego Comic Con was in less than two weeks. Owen had always wanted to go. And he was finally dating someone who he could guilt/trick into going with him.
Zach rolled his eyes and threw up his arms. "I do not want to know."
And they were totally dressing up. Head to toe. And it was going to be awesome. "So... I'm thinking..." Owen looked him up and down slowly and smirked. "You'd make a... hot Spider-Man."
Zach glanced sideways at him. "In a skin-tight costume, huh?"
Owen smiled and crossed his arms.
Zach stepped closer and slowly circled Owen. "You could pull off Captain America. Got the arms."
Owen glanced down at his arms and nodded. "Hawkeye's got nice arms."
Zach shook his head quickly. "No."
"Come on. The Hawk is hot, too."
"No one thinks Hawkeye is hot."
"Strong jaw, pretty eyes, good hair, hot body..." Owen grabbed Zach's hand and pulled the younger man closer. He held Zach against him and spun him around. And then lifted him up.
"O, put me down!"
"Nope." Owen said with a smile. "Not until you admit that Hawkeye is hot."
"No!"
Owen spun them around again and lifted Zach higher off the ground.
"Fine!" Zach snapped after a few more dizzying spins. "You can be Hawkeye. The movie one, not the silly comic one with the goofy purple mask hat thing.
"And?"
Zach rolled his eyes. "You'll be hot." He said. "As Hawkeye." He added softly.
Owen smiled brightly and lowered Zach back to the ground. "You?"
Zach stepped back and nodded. "Yeah, Spider-Man's fine." He turned and started walking away. "With a mask on, no one will know I'm even there."
Let's see... trying to only pick 3. What 3? Ugh! Okay.
1. Sweet Heat and Sweet Lies (Something Pure, Something Real) by Caddaren.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/4487391/chapters/10201311
Jurassic World, featuring Zachwen. Owen and Zach. My current obsession. I remember reading this when it was updating last year. And I've read it like 5 times since it stopped. It's amazing! It's Zach and Owen like millions of years ago, riding dinosaurs. It's really sweet and slow.
2. Astride a Pale Horse by HigherMagic.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/8778919/chapters/20124070
Walking Dead, featuring Daryl/Rick. Rick and Daryl, fighting the horsemen of the apocalypse. It's amazing. It updates often. And it's long, which what seems like a lot left to go.
3. A Thousand Shards of Glass by TWDObsessive.
http://archiveofourown.org/works/7323454/chapters/16634671
Another Walking Dead story, with Daryl and Rick. Rick's the front man of a band. And the way TWDO describes Rick singing and his pierced lip is amazing. And should be read a million times. 8D
Holidays with the Alpha and his Mate: Valentine's Day
http://archiveofourown.org/works/9716483
He let out a long, loud, relieved sigh as the headlights faded and he was shrouded in darkness. He hefted his bag over his shoulder and turned towards the trailer. The Bungalow. Zach rolled his eyes and walked towards it. He opened the door and stopped. The whole of the tiny space was flooded with low light. Candle light. All around him, on every flat surface, was a candle. Most were flickering lowly, all on their last breaths. Some were already out, just a plume of smoke. But all of them were in varying stages of melting all over the place.
Zach stepped inside and turned to shut the door behind him. He dropped his bag. And something fluttered across the floor. He looked down. The floor was covered with red and pink rose petals. Everywhere. Zach stepped forward, his eyes scanning the whole place. Not just the floor. The couch, too. And a few petals on the kitchen counter. He reached out and grabbed a handful off the counter.
Candles and rose petals. Zach sighed deeply and shook his head. Where the hell was Owen? Zach searched the whole trailer, which took only a moment. Really, he just glanced around. Only the bedroom was left to search. He sighed again as he opened the door and flipped on the light.
And there was Owen, fast asleep and snoring on the bed. He was lying on his stomach, a sheet half covering him. Zach's eyes narrowed into a glare. "O!" He snapped loudly. "Owen!"
Owen jerked and opened his eyes. He blinked against the bright light and rolled over. "Hey babe."
Zach glared and dropped a handful of rose petals on the bed. "Get up and put some pants on." He snapped. "Now!" He turned and stepped out of the room, not giving Owen a chance to respond. He started walking around the trailer, blowing out the candles.
And then Owen was behind him, wrapping his arms around Zach and pulling their bodies flush together. Zach quickly pried Owen's hands off and stepped away. He spun around and glared. "Candles, O."
Owen blinked at him. "Yeah." He smiled and tried to step into Zach's space again. "Candles are sexy."
Zach stepped back and held his hand out. He touched his hand to Owen's bare chest but it was to keep the man back. He was still glaring. "Not when you light a million of them in a tiny, enclosed space and then fall asleep!" Zach snapped.
Owen opened his mouth slowly. "I didn't mean to fall asleep... I was waiting for you..."
Zach shook his head and threw up his arms. "You coulda set the place on fire! You coulda got hurt or worse! What the fuck were you thinking?"
"I was thinking it's our first anniversary and it'd be romantic and you were supposed to be here..." Owen paused for a moment. And then shrugged. "I don't know what time it is... but I'm guessing a while ago."
Zach shook his head. "My flight got canceled. I had to wait at the airport for two hours for another one. Then I had to wait for the ferry. And when I finally got here, you weren't there to pick me up!"
"Uh... Barry was supposed..."
"You were supposed to!" Zach snapped. "I called you! What the fuck, Owen?"
Owen shook his head. "I didn't get any calls." He turned and ducked back into the bedroom. "See?" He called out. "My phone's right here on the stand... and I... oh shit..." He walked back out slowly, his eyes on his phone. "I uh... was playing a game this morning... I turned the ringer off... that is a lot of missed calls and messages..." He looked up at Zach.
"I had to call Claire." Zach yelled. "First time I've been alone with her since what happened at her New Year's party! I had to listen to her lecture me about us the whole time! She wouldn't shut up! I had to lie my fucking ass off."
Owen set his phone down on the counter. He scratched at the back of his neck and let out a sigh. "I uh... I'm sorry... I didn't... I just..." He sighed. "Our first anniversary... I just wanted it to be... special..."
Zach sighed, his anger deflating quickly. He was tired. "I've had a horrible day. I just want to sleep. I don't know why you count today anyways."
"Come on, babe." Owen stepped closer to him again. "You remember. Exactly one year ago today. You asked me out."
Zach rolled his eyes. "I was kidding when I asked you to be my Valentine. We were making fun of the holiday."
Owen smiled. "I know."
Zach looked away for a moment. He could feel his resolve weakening already. He slowly smiled. "Didn't stop you from showing up at my house the next day."
Owen smiled again. "Because you were so cute, drooling and staring at me every time you came to the island."
Zach's gaze dropped to the ground. "I didn't drool." He mumbled.
"Yeah, you did."
"No I didn't!" Zach said, a bit louder.
Owen smiled and tilted his head to the side.
"Maybe a little."
Owen's smile only seemed to widen. "Forgive me?"
Zach breathed out and nodded. He looked back at Owen. "Yeah. I guess so. Just... no more candles for you. Like ever."
Owen rolled his eyes and shook his head. "If anything would have caught fire, I'da woken up when the fire alarm went off."
Zach blinked for a moment. "O, you broke the fire alarm back at Thanksgiving."
Owen opened his mouth slowly. "Oh yeah... when it went off... for no reason..."
"You caught the pies on fire!"
"Uh... no I didn't..."
Zach shook his head. "No more candles, Owen. No more fire."
Owen reached out and grabbed Zach hand. He took a step back, tugging the younger man with him. "If I say yes... can we celebrate our anniversary properly?"
Zach let out a sigh and shook his head. But he smiled. "Fine. Happy anniversary, you fucking dork."
A short drabble in which Owen and Zach go shopping.
Zach pulled a slip of paper out of his pocket and unfolded it. He skimmed the shopping list and waited as Owen fetched a cart. Zach got to the end of the list and started over a second time. When his eyes reached the bottom again and he realized he was still standing alone, he stopped. He folded the list back up and stuck it in his pocket so he wouldn't lose it. Then he turned and looked back at the front of the store.
Owen was standing with an empty cart, smiling and talking to some tall lady. She was clearly pretty, if one was into that, and smiling and laughing. And then she reached out and touched Owen's arm for a moment. She had her own cart in front of her and there was a baby seat strapped in the front. Owen was currently making faces at the baby. And laughing, oblivious to the woman's flirting attempts.
Zach rolled his eyes. "Owen!" He snapped.
The man stopped and looked over at Zach. He smiled and waved. And then turned to smile and wave at the pretty woman. He made another series of faces at the baby before grabbing his cart and turning.
The woman quickly turned her cart around and tried to follow.
Owen hadn't noticed yet. He stopped beside Zach and was still smiling. Zach rolled her eyes as he stepped around Owen and glared at the woman. He crossed his arms and shook his head. "Get lost."
The lady's mouth fell open. "Excuse me?"
"You heard me." Zach snapped. "Get lost."
Owen turned around and reached out to touch Zach's shoulder gently. "Zach, don't be rude."
"Yes, Zach." The woman sneered. "Listen to your father."
Zach's eyes widened and his arms dropped. "Look lady, he's not my father." Zach turned slightly and threw his arm around Owen's neck. "He's my daddy." Zach's other hand went to Owen's crotch. Owen let out a squeak and Zach smiled. "He's mine."
The woman's eyes fell to Zach's hand and her lips pulled together tightly.
Owen's smile widened. "Yeah, I am."
The woman's eyes dropped to her cart and she quickly pushed it away.
Zach craned his neck, still glaring, to watch her leave.
Owen let out a short laugh and then cleared his throat. "So... you gonna stand there all day groping me or..."
Zach lingered for a moment longer before detaching himself and stepping away.
Owen was still smiling. "What triggered the whole property display? Not that I really minded." He added quickly.
Zach rolled his eyes. "Of course you didn't." He sighed and shook his head. "You were flirting with her."
Owen frowned and shook his head. "No I wasn't. If anything... I was flirting with the baby."
Zach rolled his eyes again.
"Because you know I like 'em young." Owen stepped towards him and hooked his fingers in Zach's belt.
"Stop it." Zach snapped, pushing him away. "That's not funny."
Owen shook his head. "Neither is accusing me of flirting with someone else."
"She was touching you!" Zach snapped. He reached out and grabbed Owen's arm, right where the tramp had been touching him. "Right here."
Owen shrugged. "I didn't notice."
"Yeah well..." Zach let him go. "No one is allowed to touch you."
"Am I included in that?"
Zach pulled the shopping list back out and glanced back at Owen. "What?"
"Because... that's gonna make things... hard."
Zach grabbed the cart and pushed it roughly into Owen. "Shut up and don't wander off again." Zach grabbed the front of the cart and pulled it forward, guiding them towards the isles.
"Again?" Owen tilted his head, following along.
Zach ignored him as he stopped by the pasta. He grabbed a box and turned to drop it in the cart. And Owen was standing a few feet back, looking at the jars of sauce. "Owen!" Zach snapped. "Stand by the cart!"