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zarnzarn · 2 years

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Jurassic world dominion was so sexist and for what.

They could have given the men shock blankets as well. It's the smallest thing but what the literal fuck having a dick doesn't protect you from traumatic experiences. Why didn't they have shock blankets.

They could have let Ian emote as a normal human being once in a while as his previous character development had pointed to. Instead he got the Marvel treatment, the poor bastard- even though most of his lines were delivered so well you could almost forget that.

They could have shown Ian and Alan happy to see each other as yknow traumabonded friends who know what it was like instead of the weird love triangle thing and then just one "save him from death with a grin" scene.

They could have given ellie sattler a dialogue that wasn't "oh my god" "help" or "please" every time a dino was on screen. shes a paleobotanist she put her hand in dino dung in the first movie why does she have to be grossed out by the bugs why can't she just love them for the part of the environment they are like movie one ellie would do.

Claire didn't have to single ellie out and walk up to her to thank her for getting maisie back to them, when it was clearly a joint effort. What kind of mother womanhood only they feel emotion bullshit.

On that note Claire wasn't allowed to badass at all. Where's the bitch who ran in heels from a trex. Why is she literally doing nothing the whole movie but be "concerned for her child."

The other movies would not have shied away from Santos getting eaten either. She just didn't get killed onscreen cause ugh she was hot or whatever. Still a trafficker!! Send the dinosaurs after her ass.

Why are Alan and ellie written as idiots too by the way. Why did she forget what the aerial detterant system was. She survived the og Jurassic park and u think her survival game isn't on point?? You think she isn't smart enough to figure out and utilise?? Why was it only the men coming up with the plans.

Why do we see what happens to justice Smith's character, but not the woman's? They don't even mention their names btw.

Why does ellie have nightmares and claire have regrets. What does that mean. Why is claire the one to go for the axe while ellie panicks again. Why they do that to ellie the whole movie.

It was just a truly annoying experience all around- really glad the theatres like half empty on day two itself. The only thing of note was when they made Owen tell someone that what he and blue had was a connection based on mutual respect instead of the alpha bullshit of movie one. How bad can ur movie be that crisp rags character is decent.

ALSO WHY DID THEY DO MY GIRL LONG NAIL DINO DIRTY LIKE THAT. SHES A GODDAMNED HERBIVORE WHY WAS SHE POTRAYED AS A KILLER FOR NO REASON. although the last shot with the her and the trex was cute.

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poeticandvaguelysweet · 2 years

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Prompt #254 - yellow blooms

** Contains spoilers for Jurassic World: Dominion **

After yet another dinosaur disaster, Owen and Claire collect themselves for the third time. Pretty much another hotel room after the fallout fic.

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YELLOW BLOOMS

The whimper on the other side of the door drew Owen’s attention, his head snapping up from the phone in his hands to bore through the wood. The hotel room they were put in for the night was small, fit enough for the two of them, with an adjoining door for Maisie, but the walls were paper thin.

‘Claire?’ He got up, feet carrying him to the door with a worried skip in his chest. They were going on two hours since they had been set free from the initial aftermath of the Biosyn collapse. ‘Hey, you alright?’ He rapt his knuckles against the door, offering Maisie a soft smile as she meandered into the room through the adjoining door.

‘I’m fine.’ Claire sighed on the other side. ‘Adrenaline is wearing off.’ She mumbled, followed by a sharp hiss.

Sucking in a deep breath, Owen pressed his head against the door frame. ‘Can you let me in? Please.’ His heart was hammering in his chest, thoughts running a mile a minute as he thought about all the ways she could have been hurt. A waking nightmare raced across his vision, imaging the deep gash she sustained the last time they went head-to-head with a predator hell-bent on destroying them.

He just wanted in the room, needed it like he needed air, his panic starting to rise. She may as well have been dragged into the jaws of the giganotosaurus on the other side of the door for all his panicked mind knew.

‘I’m fine, Owen.’ Her breath caught in her throat. ‘It’s just a bruise.’

‘Can I go see Dr Grant?’ Maisie asked, brown eyes shining with hope. Grant, Sattler and Malcolm were all settled somewhere down the hall in rooms Maisie probably already knew. ‘We can go check on Beta together.’ She had made an eager new friend in the old palaeontologist, having talked his ear off in the belly of the rescue helicopter. Maisie couldn’t stop from talking about Blue, Beta and everything she had learned from Owen, occasionally looking over her shoulder to check what she said was right.

They had Beta secured in a small enclosure, just for the night, while everyone got some rest before heading home. He was eager to get back to California and the promise he made, standing still, out in the open with his daughter and juvenile raptor made him antsy. ‘Ah, yeah. Sure.’ He answered, heart warmed at Maisie’s eager grin. ‘Be back in an hour?’

‘I promise!’ Maisie hollered, door closing on the words before she finished them.

Owen tapped his knuckles against the bathroom door a second time. ‘Maisie’s gone to pester Dr Grant, can I come in?’ He tried again.

‘Seriously, Owen? Those people probably want to be left alone right now.’ The door whipped open, Claire peeking through the gap in the door to glare at him.

‘Nah, sure they don’t. Who doesn’t like a teenage girl knocking on their door after a traumatic event?’ He smiled, trying to push the nerves down with a goofy grin.

Claire rolled her eyes at him, the same fond green roll he always received for being her favourite idiot. ‘I think Dr Grant and Sattler wanted to reconnect …’ Her words trailed off. ‘You wouldn’t have been appreciative if Zach or Gray came knocking when we were in Costa Rica. Go get her, please.’ She pushed a bare arm through the door to poke at him.

‘Firstly,’ Owen stopped her with his hand around her wrist, ‘they did. Secondly, they’ll get over it. Thirdly, I’m not going anywhere until I know you’re okay.’

Stepping back from the door, Claire rolled her eyes a second time affection biting at the corner of her mouth. ‘I wouldn’t be here if I wasn’t ok, Owen, they would have sent me off to a hospital.’ He snorted, pushing the door open to find Claire standing there in only her jeans, her left hand clutching a hand cloth to her bare chest.

‘And I know, you tend to play down the pain you’re in. What’s going on?’ Owen stepped into the small bathroom in one stride, his hands already reaching for the arm she was favouring.

Claire shook her head. ‘Nothing.’ She didn’t quite understand why she was putting up a fight with him after all these years. Owen was the one who tended to every wound, he bandaged her blisters and put ointment on her scrapes after their lives fell apart. He carried her into the emergency room when his own makeshift bandage didn’t work on a deep 3-inch gouge she’d received after the destruction of Lockwood’s legacy. He reassured the tears when she thought she was a bad mom. He patched up bullet scraps and shrapnel scratches when she came home from a successful raid. Owen was always there and yet she was hiding from him.

‘Case in point, Claire. It’s ok for us to depend on each other.’

Claire scoffed. ‘Really? I use that line on Maisie.’ Only because he used that line on her about a hundred times between now and when they first collided. Claire hated to admit it, but she really needed that reminder from time to time.

‘Really, you’re trying to hide something that you know I’m going to see eventually?’

Claire let out a shaky breath. ‘It hurts a lot more than I am willing to admit.’ Her eyes were pleading with him to not make this a big deal, to not freak out or overreact, to go slow, be patient.

Her lips wobbled, eyes brimming with tears as she tried to collect herself on Owen’s soft and patient nod. Slowly, Claire lifted her left arm revealing a bloom of yellow and brown bruising from her elbow to armpit and down the side of her ribs.

Owen hissed, breath drawing in at the sight. ‘Fuck. Babe.’ His fingers reached for her, touch tentative just below her rib cage where a nasty Rorschach blotch wrapped around her side. ‘You did a real good job on that.’ He tried to meet her eyes with a reassuring smile but Claire had her eyes squeezed closed, tear slipping down her cheek as she pushed a shaky breath through her lips. ‘Are you sure you haven’t broken anything? What’d the EMTs say?’

‘I told them I was fine.’

‘Claire …’ His voice was a low growl, a warning sound.

‘Owen.’ Her eyes snapped open to level him with a pointed glare. He raised a brow, ready for the fight that was sure to leave her lips before he forced her to seek medical attention. ‘Please.’ The sound was soft, almost pitiful on her lips. She lowered her arm, favouring it across her chest again, skin pale under the bathroom light, the bruising still burned in his retina. ‘I just want to have a shower and sleep so we can go home. I want to go home with you and Maisie.’ They wouldn’t be able to do that if they hospitalised her and Owen couldn’t exactly keep Beta in a dog crate until Claire was released. They would have to leave her here and after the last twenty-four hours, Owen wasn’t entirely willing to do that.

‘If you can’t breathe …’

‘I can breathe.’ It was his turn to level her with a glare. Watching her breath hitch in her chest, her lungs unwilling to cooperate. Fuck she is stubborn. He almost lost that, somewhere between not even arguing with her about boarding a plane to Malta and getting the fuck out of Biosyn’s mountain campus.

He sighed, stomach doing a somersault at the sudden reminder that he could have lost her. Over and over and over again. He had too many scenarios in his head, the nightmare fuel almost infinite. They had to stop finding themselves in these situations. Owen wrapped his arms around her, careful of her left side as he pulled her body flush with his. ‘I love you.’ He whispered into her hair, pressing a kiss there. ‘The second you’re in too much pain, we’re in the hospital.’ He knew she would never admit to it, wouldn’t crumble and risk their return home.

Claire leaned into his embrace, feeling the sinews of her body melt a little further. ‘I promise, it won’t come to that.’

‘You gotta stop getting hurt like this.’ He squeezed her good hip.

‘I’m trying.’ Claire mumbled into his chest. ‘Can you help me with the shower? I don’t think I’ve got the strength to wash my hair.’

‘I’ve got you.’ He squeezed her gently, careful of the bruises on her left side. ‘I told Maisie to be back in an hour, we can take it nice and slow.’ Not that Maisie’s presence would have made much of a difference. In the past, when they pulled themselves out of these events, there was never much time to think before he had her against a wall, lips to her skin. He could tell this time was different. He wanted to hold her for the reminder that she was still alive, but he didn’t feel the urgency to make up for something they almost lost. He was worried about the bruising, the colour and the spread of it, the way Claire’s breath hitched. He wouldn’t try anything, not tonight. Not until he had confirmation Claire hadn’t broken anything. ‘How’d you do this anyway?’ He pulled away from her fingers brushing her skin absent-mindedly.

Claire watched him set the shower, one hand getting sprayed by the water while he waited for it to heat up. ‘Malta. An atrociraptor was chasing me. I fell.’ She kept it sharp, simple, not wanting to add vivid detail to what she was sure were already rampant horrors in his mind. Just like she hadn’t asked for the details of his own experience the day before or given any more of her own. ‘Hey,’ Claire reached for him, Owen staring into the falling stream of water, mind clearly somewhere else. Owen jumped, startled slightly. ‘We’re going to be alright.’

Owen gave her a slow sure smile. ‘We always are.’

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