Jurassic Park & Jurassic World commentfic meme! (Closed)

[aceofannwn]

Welcome to the Jurassic Park and Jurassic World commentfic meme! If you're a member of the Jurassic Park fandom, and feel like posting fic prompts or looking for fic ideas, this is the place for you!


Rules and Guidelines

 1. Be polite! No bashing any people, prompts, characters, etc.

2.  One prompt per post. Please give the following details: Fandom (i.e. which movie/s), Character/Pairing, Prompt. An example prompt would be 'Jurassic World, Owen, daemon AU'.

3. Post fills as replies (or links) to the comment containing the prompt. Please format the subject line as follows: Fandom, Character/Pairing,  Rating/Warnings (if needed). Please also link your post to the fills thread at the beginning of the comments section.

4.  Multiple fills are welcome, so if someone else has already filled a prompt, don't let that stop you!

5. Crossovers are permitted as long as they're crossed with a Jurassic Park film or Jurassic World.



Have fun! 

(Spoilers for all films may appear, so beware!)

Comments

fills thread

[aceofannwn]

Link to fills here. Use the following format: Fandom (i.e. which movie/s), Character/Pairing, Rating/Warnings, Link to Prompt

Re: fills thread

[aceofannwn]

Jurassic World, Owen and Blue, Teen

Original prompt: http://aceofannwn.dreamwidth.org/1045.html?thread=533#cmt533

Fill: http://archiveofourown.org/works/4203393

[(Anonymous)]

Jurassic World, Owen and Blue, reunion

Jurassic World, Owen and Blue, rated Teen

[aceofannwn]

Short fill at http://archiveofourown.org/works/4203393

[tigriswolf]

Highlander/Jurassic World, Methos + his daemon, as far as Methos is concerned, the best thing about Jurassic World’s existence is that his daemon can take dinosaur form again without most people freaking out

[tigriswolf]

Jurassic World, Claire Dearing, standing in front of the terrible lizard, flare in hand

Vivat Regina

[hat_writes_stuff]

Fandom: Jurassic World
Character/Pairing: Claire Dearing & Rexie (gen)
Rating/Warnings: G? Probably G. Warning for canon peril.

Unbeta'd and written immediately after I saw the prompt, I couldn't resist and hope I didn't fuck anything up.

Gray counts, and Claire ignores it if it keeps him from screaming, but then he comes to a total and says, "We need more teeth."

He's not wrong, and her first instinct is the tool-user instinct-- they need guns, weapons-- but there aren't really enough weapons any where she can find them on Isla Nublar, not anymore, and Claire knows Isla Nublar like the back of her hand.

She's always been good at delegation, and Claire does know where to find a very fearsome set of teeth.

Whatever she did to keep the boys out of the I-Rex's way, she doesn't clearly remember. She remembers shouting at Lowery over the phone, but only vaguely what she said. She remembers seeing the gate to Paddock Nine start to open, and she clearly, clearly remembers the snap and hiss of the red flare.

Twenty-two years ago, the animal affectionately known as Rexie escaped her paddock, killed a lawyer, injured a mathematician, and terrorized a paleontologist and a pair of schoolchildren. She also saved four of Jurassic Park's six survivors from velociraptors (ill-socialized velociraptors oh god is that what's wrong with the Indominus--), however inadvertently.

Her scars are a tourist attraction all their own.

Her footsteps shake the ground, and Claire's heart shudders with each impact.

Claire waits for Rexie to come into view, to be sure she's being seen, but it's as though Rexie has been waiting ten years for the chance to leave her comfortable paddock and have the whole island at her disposal again.

They see each other.

Claire clawed her way up through sexism and hierarchy to her place as Operations Manager of Jurassic World. She has managed and resolved and soothed and hustled and denied and banned and threatened and offered. She's fought and fought and fought and won, and always on her own terms.

Rexie (should be Regina--) fought her only true contenders and won and ruled a wild Isla Nublar for most of a decade.

They are the queens of this island, and they've both been turned into figureheads, given tiny slivers of false realities to rule and led to believe it is the whole world.

Claire's human usurper is dead, and to defeat the inhuman usurper, she needs more teeth. In the emergency lighting of the backstage area and the hot red glow of the flare, Rexie's teeth glint, the interlocking points of ragged crowns.

There is not room on this island for a third queen.

Claire turns to run, flare held like a scepter, and Rexie follows, thundering.

[tigriswolf]

Jurassic World, Owen Grady, he was a predator long before he left the navy to raise raptors

[tigriswolf]

Jurassic World/Harry Potter, Owen Grady + the raptor squad, so it turns out that dinosaurs created with snake DNA can speak parseltongue – which makes Owen training the raptors a little easier (and may change things with the Indominus completely)

[hat_writes_stuff]

I may have a thing. (Okay, I have nine pages of thing that I'm squinting at.) How far forward do you want it to go? I'm currently trying to figure out what to do with all these InGen mercenaries. And Hoskins. I really still want to kill Hoskins.

[(Anonymous)]

Owen hurt and stranded somewhere, with the raptors taking care of him, in a singularly dinosaur fashion.

[meteorfire]

Jurassic World/Marvel Cinematic Universe, Owen Grady/Darcy Lewis, soulmate au

[tigriswolf]

Highlander/Jurassic World, Owen Grady (with Blue as his daemon) + Methos (and his daemon), the only other person Owen ever meets with a dinosaur daemon is named Matt Pierce; he seems like a cool guy but Blue swears there’s something off about his daemon

Jurassic World/Dinotopia

[(Anonymous)]

Jurassic World/Dinotopia Crossover, Owen Grady+Blue
After Movie shady somewhat Military People capture Blue, transport her and crash on Dinotopia, Owen searches Blue and also crashes on Dinotopia. Owen finds Blue, finds eggs, raises raptors with Blue. The Locals don't know what to think of that.

[rakasha]

Jurassic World, Claire and the T-Rex. Claire has the same bond with the T-Rex that Owen does with the Raptors.

[aceofannwn]

Jurassic World, Owen, the raptor squad are kid!Owen's imaginary friends

[(Anonymous)]

Jurassic World, One-sided Blue/Owen, Claire/Owen, one-sided bestiality (although no actual sex)

Owen always thought his girls saw him as a father. However, in the velociraptor culture, alpha and betas are always mates. Blue sees herself as Owen's mate and does not like Claire. (please no actual sex and very onesided).

[(Anonymous)]

Jurassic World, Owen, Raptor Squad,
Owen loves music. So, of course, he needs to share it with the raptors. He plays it for them, sings it to them, and uses it in the training.

Obligatory HP/Jurassic World X-over

[(Anonymous)]

Harry (or any HP character for that matter) as a velociraptor animagus.

Owen training raptors

Harry starts to troll Owen :D

[tigriswolf]

(Inspired by this)

If the Indominus hadn't escaped - and after Owen left her enclosure, he reported the giant animal being kept in the tiny cage with no socialization at all.

AU with the raptor squad

[(Anonymous)]

Sometime before the movie, someone realised that trying to breed a monster dinosaur for military use is an absolutely stupid idea so the project was scraped and inGen pulled their funding at the park.
But since the raptors were also part of that, Owen and his girls now have to face there most difficult challenge yet.

Tourists.

[meteorfire]

Jurassic World, Owen & Raptor Squad, guide/sentinel au. Owen is a sentinel without a guide (they're dead or dormant or whatever); instead the Raptor Squad is his anchor

Fill [gen fic]: Raptors Don't work alone

[(Anonymous)]

I real have no business writing this since all I learned about the Sentinel is from crossover fanfic. But then again I don't know anything about the Navy or animal training either. So here we are.

Also, This is horribly unbataed

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Owen Grady had grown up in a small town in the middle of nowhere. He never excelled in school and had no talents for anything but trouble. The knowledge that he was expected to grow old and die within a mile from where he was born ate at him.
He wanted to find his own space. He wanted to travel.
So he signed up to the Navy.

His parents exploded.

He could later admit to himself it had been partially his fault. Springing his decision on them at the last minute when he was almost out the door.
His farther took it as nothing less a betrayal of the family. His mother, though she tried to be supportive, could never hide the fact that she thought he was throwing his life away.
He never managed to have another conversation with then since that wasn't stilted and awkward.

But despite everything that happened, Owen could never bring himself to regret his decision.

_-=+*+=-_

He learned a lot in the Navy.
Planning, logistics, weapons. How to keep running even when it felt like your legs were going to fall off.

He fell into the U.S. Navy Marine Mammal Program by being in the right place in the right time after he finished Basic. While he knew he was good with animals from a few summer jobs he had never thought of working with them. It was probably one of the best times of his life. It was hard work but worth it.

He learned that sometimes sharks can be gentle, dolphins could be dicks and it was so much easer to learn stuff when he liked what he was doing.
It was thanks to the people in the program that he got his degree.

But good things don't last. The program was eventually downsized due to budget cuts and he was tossed back into the regular Navy. His own disappointment at this allowed him to be goaded into signing up to do "real" work.

That's when he learned what is was like feel a life bleed away under his hands. What burning flesh smelt like. How to keep his breakdowns until he was in the shower so no-one would bother him.

He just never stopped learning in the Navy.

_-=+*+=-_


It was one of life's little irony's that despite all the close calls he'd had during his time in the military, the one that landed him in critical care the first time wasn't from enemy action. He hadn't even been on active duty. Instead he caught some weird disease after a weekend furlong. He had gotten a lot of ribbing over it until his team-mates found out how serious it was.
He spent what seemed like an eternity in isolation and came out the other side having lost nearly half his bodyweight and very worried he was going insane.
He kept hearing things he shouldn't, seeing things much too far away. He'd be at turns completely numb to feeling like he was wearing cheese graters. He was losing time, zoning in on things until something knocked him out of it.
He kept it together long enough to get out of hospital. He had no idea how he managed it without someone catching on and the throwing him in a psych ward.

He wasn't going to risk his team while he tried to get his head together, but he didn't want to leave the Navy. He had nowhere to go.
So he put in a request to work with the Navy military working dogs.

_-=+*+=-_

Lieutenant Jessie Roberts, one of the other trainers, was so laid back she might have well have been lying down. They became best friends almost immediately.

She was the one that helped him after she caught him zoning out. She said it reminded her of an internet article about how all humans have senses as good as animals but our brains can't handle processing the information so it dumps it all. Owen figured that being sick really did scramble his head. Jessie just teased him that he wasn't using it for thinking anyway so it didn't matter if it was over-clocked.

Jessie help him out a lot. She was the one that ordered the white noise generators "for the dogs". She helped him get the Landry to change detergent to something that didn't make him want to scratch his skin off. She's the one who goaded him into doing the sent drills set up for the dogs when they got drunk. Who teased him with a dog whistle for a week to "help" him control his hearing.

It did annoy him sometimes when others would mistake them for a couple. Like they couldn't be friends, they had to want to bone each other. Which was stupid because they really weren't each other type. Owen always seemed to fall for sharp, classy, confident women with spines of steal that were way out of his league. (Not that it stopped him.)
Jessie mocked him for chasing after ice queens. He would just mock her back for liking messy artist types, even though he had met her girlfriend. (She was lovely.)

So Owen got a best friend, got his senses under control and got to work with animals again. He was having the time of his life.
He should have known it wouldn't last.

_-=+*+=-_

The real joke of it was the fact that they hadn't even been looking for weapons. The dogs they were using had been trained to detect narcotics not explosives.
They had two dogs doing their first live exercise with Buttons, Jessie's favourite, along as the seasoned veteran.
Owen never even saw who panicked and stared shooting. There was just suddenly gunfire.
Explosions.
Burnt fur.
Blood.
Pain.

Blackness.

_-=+*+=-_

Jessie died on the medivac while Owen was unconscious.

Owen had some burns down his back and two new bullet holes. He was expected to make a full recovery. Physically at least.
Maybe he was just numb but he had actually managed to hold himself together until he found out that the last dog had to be put down.

He lost it.

_-=+*+=-_

He got an honourable discharge and given strict instructions to see a shrink.
Maybe it would have worked if he could have brought himself to talk to the guy. But how could explain that he wasn't going catatonic he just could stop listening to a conversation going on half a mile away. That yes, he was having nightmares, but the reason he was getting blackout drunk was because it was the only way he could shut things out enough to get some sleep. That he missed Jessie because she was his friend but he needed her because she was the only one that could make the world stop trying to ram itself into his head.
But he could say any of that. So he just nodded alone to what the shrink said about survivors guilt, (it was true after all) and just said nothing. He threw away the medication he was given when he found out he was allergic to it and didn't ask for more.
Then the shrink suggested getting a service animal and all Owen could see was the body of Buttons burning in front of him. He walked out and never went back.

_-=+*+=-_

And that's when InGen found him.

In a black pit of despair, circling a drain with nowhere to go. Nowhere to go and no-one to turn to. Scrambling desperately to find any stable ground anywhere.

And they came to him with a job offer.

Training velociraptors for military use. Oh they didn't come right out and say that. The paper work all said things about testing intelligence and training methods but he could read between the lines. After all, why else offer the job to an obviously unstable ex-military animal trainer with nothing to loose.

It was a goddamn stupid idea too, there was good reason why they train dogs for military use rather then, say, lions. Dinosaurs had absolutely no history with humanity and everything used to deal with them was going to be mostly guess work.
He was going to end up getting eaten.

But there was still a little inner twelve year old in that could help but think it was cool. And it was better then biting a bullet.

He signed up.

_-=+*+=-_

Keeping it together on the plane ride over had exhausted him enough to pass out in the quarters he was assigned. The first request he made was for someplace to stay that was far away from everyone.

Owen knew he didn't give a good first impression to anyone when he got to the island.
He locked himself away and tried to go though the info he was given on velociraptors. He didn't talk any more then he had to. He didn't even try to remember anyone's name. He knew he should at lest be trying to get to know who he would be working with but he couldn't bring himself to care.
He knew none of his old friends would recognise him now.

He hadn't smiled since Jessie died.

_-=+*+=-_

Then came the day the raptor eggs where due to hatch. Owen was in the nursery trying to pay attention to the scientist, Wu if the nametag was right, explain that it would be another few hours when he heard movement from one of the eggs.
Ignoring the others he went over to the egg. The label system said it was batch 1.7 egg B.

A crack appeared on the egg.

"Hey this one's hatching." He said. The other two stooped talking.

Owen couldn't help but focus in on the sound of the tiny heart beat and the little scratches. The crack widened.
Suddenly a claw burst though. The smell of the amniotic fluid mixed with the dusty lizard like smell of the tiny creature as it forced the hole wider.
"Hey there girl" Owen said softly as he crouched to get a closer look at her. Her tiny blue striped head had managed to crack off the top of the egg and she looked up with piecing golden eyes.
"Well look at you." Owen carefully brushed a piece of shell off her head, feeling the soft yet tough texture of her leathery skin. "Do you want to come out the rest of the way?" He quickly jerked his fingers out the way when she snapped at him. Chuckling, he bopped her lightly on the head, "Ah Ah Ah, no biting."

"Wow." Owen snapped his head up, he had forgotten the others were in the room. It was the other trainer he was going to be working with, Barry something. "Looks like you can smile after all." Owen suddenly felt guilty that he had forgotten his name. The young raptor gave high peeping screech.
"She's probably hungry," Barry said, "I'll go get her food."
"Yes," Wu agreed, "You should stay here Mr Grady. Since this one hatched early the others might do the same. You're the one they have to imprint on after all."
"Yeah, Thanks." Owen turned back to the little dinosaur, listening as the other two left the room and walked off.
He didn't realise he was zoning out until another screech snapped his focus back. Glancing at his watch he realised he had only lost a few seconds. Not bad.

The raptor had finally managed to get all the way of the shell. Owen reach out to gently pick her up. "Hey there baby blue, do you think you could always snap me out that fast." She gave another peep. "I hope that's a yes. I'll make a deal with you, ok kiddo? I'll look after you, you look after me."
The raptor snuggled in his arms, tried from her ordeal. She seemed to accept he wasn't going to hurt her and promptly fell asleep.
"Aren't you adorable," he said softly, "You know when my shrink suggested a service animal I don't think this was what he had in mind."

Owen carefully sat down in one of the chairs in the room, listening to the soft steady breathing of his first charge. Relaxing for the first time in what felt like forever he sighed.
"Yeah, I think we'll be fine."

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Ok, This kind of read like a prequel to something rather then a completed fic. Undoubtedly, I don't actually have anything thing resembling a plot so this is where I'm ending it.
If anyone gets inspired by this please continue.

Jurassic World, Owen(/ or &)Blue, humanity ensues

[(Anonymous)]

Through science or magic or other handwavy fic logic, Blue is turned human. The raptor squad makes confused noises. Owen steps up to handle the situation. Cue hilarity, drama and intense bonding brought about by a raptor learning to be human.

Jurassic World, Blue, Facultative Parthenogenesis

[hat_writes_stuff]

Facultative parthenogenisis is when a female from a species that usually reproduces sexually produces offspring asexually, probably in response to a lack of viable males to mate with. Monitor lizards, including the world's largest lizard, the Komodo dragon, have a fairly strong tendency toward facultative parthenogenesis in captivity, and it's even been observed in the wild. Blue's DNA gaps were filled in with DNA from a black-throated monitor. I'd like to see a second Frog Genes Fiasco, but this time it's Blue, after the end of the movie and the loss of her sisters, making her very own new pack all by herself. Bonus points for Blue raising them the way Owen and Barry raised the raptor squad (smallest/weakest eat before the strongest/largest, positive reinforcement, gentle contact).

(Owen can come back if you want. Shoot, include any humans you please, even re-open the park and hide the raptors in the Restricted Area, so long as a) Claire isn't vilified and b) Blue and her eggs/offspring are the focus. I just want raptor babies.)

psychic raptors

[(Anonymous)]

So there's been a few fics where Owen's psychically linked to the Raptors somehow, but what about a twist.
The Raptors (or maybe just Blue) get linked to Owen. (Struck by lightning, a mysterious meter, magic, it just happens of no reason. I don't know).
What happens next?
Do they finally appreciate how much work their Alpha does to keep them well feed & happy. How does Owen find out? Or does he find out? Do the Raptors use their new knowledge to escape? How dose the movie play out now?
Go wild

The Addams Family goes to Jurassic World

[(Anonymous)]

(I don't know if this thread is still active but in case it is...)

The Addams Family like to visit places like active volcanoes or the Bermuda triangle so an island full for man eating dinosaurs and not a great track record of keeping them contact would be the perfect vacation.

Of maybe the Addams are one of the bakers at the park. Or someone that Clare tries to get to sponsor the park to get it back open after the Indominus disaster.

Jurassic World, Owen, Raptors, Thanksgiving

[(Anonymous)]

Every year, Owen cooks a full Thanksgiving dinner (dessert and all) for him and his girls.

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[(Anonymous)]

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