#jurassic world ian malcolm

[wild-lavender-rose]

Ian Malcolm drabble #1

Prompt- “How could you let it get this bad?” 

     “Okay, honey, easy,” Ian laid you down on a counter in the lab, the flickering lights above revealing the obvious attempts you had made to bandage the gashes in your legs.

    “Ian,” you sat up and gripped his arm as the raptor growled outside the door.

    “It’s okay, the door is fingerprint protected. Last I checked raptors cannot grow hands.” Ian paused for a moment. “At least I don’t think they can.”

    You whimpered as the pain grew worse, fingers digging into his arm.

    Ian snapped out of it. “I’m gonna take off these bandages now,” he muttered, fingers fumbling as he pulled off the first of the crude bandages.

    Ian’s breath stuttered at the sight. “How could you let it get this bad?”

    “I didn’t have a choice! It was either this or be eaten!”

    “Understood,” Ian scrambled around to find a med kit, setting it down by your legs. “Gee, if you sounded any more upset I’d call you an ex Mrs. Malcom.”

    “If we get out of here alive you can call me anything you want.” You bit back a cry of pain as he pressed a bandage to one of the more severe wounds.

    “I like the sound of that,” he muttered. “Only one thing.”

    “Yeah?”

    “I’d never call you ex, because I’d do everything in my power not to lose you.”

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[tsibeyantiger]

You know what I love about Jurassic World? That it makes the "We won't make the same mistakes again- No, this time you're making totally new ones" quote entirely come true. Jurassic Park failed because they put dangerous animals they hardly knew anything about in a theme park setting and thought they could control them- and then, surprised pikachu face, it turned out they couldn't. But the point is, they actually learned from it. In Jurassic World, they knew more about the animals, their wants and needs, their natural behaviour, and designed the park around it. They didn't try to control the animals in situations where they couldn't, and focused on avoiding these situations and keeping everything in a setting where they actually COULD keep them under control. And it worked AMAZINGLY WELL. While Jurassic Park already failed when it was still under construction, Jurassic World opened its gates for the public. Hell, they were able to allow people to go canoeing next to sauropodes without having a single accident. The park was open for a long time and was incredibly successful. And then, they decided to create a new spectacular dinosaur just out of pure spite. They didn't know what kind of animal they were creating, and neither they cared. And then, shocker!, said animal destroyed Jurassic World because no one could predict how it would behave.

Jurassic Park is not a series about the dangers of bioengineering. It is a series about how capitalist greed turns bioengineering into a catastrophe.

[sconfittoleone]

[riddledem0n]

POLYPARK!!!! I LOVE POLYPARK

[littledozerdraws]

Jurassic Park brainrot is happening 🌿

[maisiesbike]

Jurassic franchise as tumblr/twitter quotes

[mossiestpiglet]

The way Hammond says “Its our last chance at redemption” (emphasis added) to Ian Malcolm is so insidious. What does Ian of all people need redemption for in relation to the park? All he did last time was get seriously injured and traumatized for life. But Hammond loves trying to the shift the narrative from something he/InGen did to Ian and the others to something they all did and are responsible for together.

[finnofamerica]

Professor, Please - Dr. Ian Malcolm x Reader || Fluff \ Smut

Summary: When your grades slip due to your fantasizing about your sexy professor, you would do damn near anything to get your grades back up.

Prompt: Would you be comfy with writing, professor! Ian x student!f!reader??? Like they started fucking because of “grades but in reality, they’re both head over heels for each other

Word Count: 1,179

Date Posted: 05.13.23

TW: Breeding, Exhibitionism, Dirty Talk, Nipple Play, Praise, Slight Edging, Teacher/Student Relationship.

Note: Remember that kink is customizable, and there is no right way to do it as long as you’re keeping safe. We play by Safe, Sane, and Consensual here, but there is also Risk Aware Consensual Kink and Personal Responsibility, Informed Consensual Kink. Don’t yuck anyone’s yum, I am willing to answer any questions that I can.

🔞MINORS DO NOT INTERACT🔞

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You were completely zoned in class. The only thought in your brain was how much you wanted to go home and rub one out so you could get back to work.  Not that you didn’t enjoy the subject. You thought that Chaos Theory was fascinating. It wasn’t your fault you were so out of it. The professor was the cause of your distracted state. 

Dr. Ian Malcolm was sex on legs, and arousal burned in you from the moment you first stepped into his class at the beginning of the semester. Black dress shirt partially unbuttoned, sleeves rolled up to the elbow, dark jeans that accentuated the length of his legs, paired with black boots - You practically came on the spot. Dr. Malcolm had these long, lithe fingers that you caught yourself fantasizing about constantly. 

“Class dismissed,” Ian called out. The sudden movement of your classmates snapped you back into reality. You’d missed the entire lecture. “Miss Y/L/N, I need to have a word with you before you leave.” 

Shit. Your stomach fell out of your ass. You packed your things into your backpack, hands shaking. You slung your backpack over your shoulder and nervously adjusted your shorts that had ridden up and settled into the crease between your hips and your thighs. You weren’t sure your legs would hold you up as you made your way down to the lectern at the front of the lecture hall. You could practically feel his gaze burning into you as his eyes followed you down the aisle. 

“Y/N, right? Is it all right if I call you that?” He asked, leaning casually against the lectern, arms folded over his chest, pulling his shirt open just enough for you to get a peak at his chest hair. 

“Yes, Sir, that’s fine.” You swallowed thickly, forcing your eyes to his. 

“Y/n, are you aware that your grades in this class are abysmal? Is everything okay? You seem distracted.” 

Of course, he could see right through you. 

“I’m sorry, Dr. Malcolm. I will try to be more focused in the future.” 

“At this rate, Y/n, you’re not going to pass this class. Even if you manage to focus up for the rest of the semester.” He sighed disappointedly.  “It's a shame, and You were recommended highly by the other professors when you signed up for this class.” 

“Professor, please, I will do almost anything to improve my grades. I can’t afford to fail this class.” 

“Why don’t we head back to my office to discuss your options.” 

You gripped Ian’s desk tightly, muffling your moans with your hand. Your shorts were pulled down around your thighs, just enough for him to slide in between your legs; your thong was pulled off to the side, the thin fabric surely soaked. 

“Fuck, Professor, please,” You moaned into your hand as he railed you from behind, one of his hands wrapped up in your hair. 

“God, you feel good, Y/n,” Ian growled, grip on your hair tightening. 

“Thank you, Professor,” You gasped out between thrusts. 

“You on birth control?”

“Yes, Professor.” 

“Good, ‘cus I’m not pulling out.” 

Your pussy clenched around him, a flood of arousal soaking his cock. 

“You just got so wet, Baby,” He tugged on your hair so he could growl in your ear, “Do you like the idea of me filling you with my seed?” 

“Yes, Professor,” You moaned as he slowed his thrusts just enough to give you a breather.

“Fuck,” He chuckled, “You’re a little slut, huh?” 

You whimpered underneath him. The threat of someone walking in on the two of you was not far from your mind. With the way that he was fucking you, you couldn’t care less if someone found you. 

“Just for you, Professor.” 

He thrust fast into you, your little breather over. The sound of skin slapping skin and moaning filling his office. He reached his free hand around your front, cupping your breast. Your nipples were stiff against his warm palm. The scratching of your bra against your taught had you whimpering beneath him. It was just enough to get you to the edge but not get you off. You would have given anything to orgasm while his cock was still buried inside you. 

“Tell me you want me to come in you,” Ian demanded, close to orgasm himself. 

“I want you to come in me, Professor, please,” You whined, desperate to tip over the edge yourself. His thrusts stuttered, and he buried himself as deep as he could in your pussy. You could feel his cock twitching as he spilled inside you. 

Slowly he pulled out, dropping to his knees. 

“What‘re you-” 

Your question was cut off by a long swipe of his tongue up your pussy, cleaning up the mess he’d made. He flicked his tongue against your clit, trying out different speeds and motions until he found the one that made you weak in the knees. 

You’d had a few boyfriends in your life, but none could compare to the way this man was devouring you. Ian was like a man starved. He was eating you out like you were his last meal. 

“Fuck, Professor, Please, I can’t take much more,” You whined. He gripped your thighs tightly but said nothing. The message was clear; you were not going anywhere until you came on his tongue. It was like every nerve in you was set on fire, as even your face began to tingle. You were so close, and that hot coil began to twist in your stomach. The eruption was imminent. Your legs spasmed beneath you as you orgasmed hard against his tongue, whimpering some form of his name. 

“Good girl,” He cooed as he tucked your thong back in place and pulled your shorts back up over your ass. “Meet with me every other week after class.” 

“Yes, Professor,” You nodded as you righted yourself, hoping to calm your flushed face before you left his office. 

“I expect you to focus in future classes, Y/n,” Ian said seriously, two fingers tucked underneath your chin so you couldn’t shy away from him. 

You were hooked on him ever since. Bi-weekly meetings in his office soon weren’t enough for either of you. You’d begun sneaking off to his condo in the middle of the night after your roommates were long asleep. Hookups turned into him making you dinner and stuttering excuses to your roommates when you spent the night. 

Tonight you were wrapped up in his arms, lying on the couch as some movie you weren’t really paying attention to played on the television. You drew lazy circles on his chest as he rubbed your back gently. You couldn’t imagine a more beautiful man at this moment. 

“What?” He chuckled softly as he caught you staring. 

“Nothin’. I just love you.” You were so relaxed it took you a full moment for your brain to catch up with your words. Neither of you had said it until this moment. 

Ian smiled, “I love you too.” 

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[amelia-mariee]

Is there any kind of active Jurassic park/world fandom on here? I feel like there should be and I've seen some good fanart but im not really seeing any blogs that are kinda centered around it like with other fandoms. If that is you, please step forward, i am fixating all alone. This is like the tumblr equivalent of me sending out smoke signals here

[stuckasmain]

Imagine Jeff goldblum plays a role in a movie adaptation of your book and he makes the character so popular you have to bring them back from the dead for a sequel novel.

This shouldn’t be as funny as it is to me but jdkskskdkdk no I love when a character gets so popular a author has to go back and write “my death was greatly exaggerated”

[jurassictv]

#friends who save your life

[sconfittoleone]

[riddledem0n]

Silly redraw I did days ago. Tumblr gets the luxury to see my pics before I post them on Instagram LMAO

[megdoodlestwd]

posting for the 30th anniversary of my favorite movie EVER happy Jurassic Park 30 🦖🦕🫶

[maisiesbike]

Jurassic franchise as whatever quotes pt.3

[littledozerbaby]