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Hi !! I was wondering if you had any book recs/favorite books? Things that you think of as inspiration or just plain like? Genuinely curious. <3 im in love with your work btw i spent the other day binging your patreon

Some favorites that deeply impacted me from a young age up into teenagedom: the Animorphs series by K. A. Applegate, Where the Sidewalk Ends by Shel Silverstein, Oddly Enough by Bruce Coville, The Little Prince by Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, Little Sister by Kara Dalkey, The Enchanted Forest Chronicles by Patricia C. Wrede, The Tale of Desperaux by Kate DiCamillo, A Series of Unfortunate Events by Lemony Snicket, The Chronicles of Prydain by Lloyd Alexander, Something Wicked This Way Comes by Ray Bradbury, the Septimus Heap series by Angie Sage, Piratica by Tanith Lee, the Inkheart series by Cornelia Funke, His Dark Materials by Philip Pullman, Holes by Louis Sachar, The View from Saturday by E. L. Konigsburg, Shizuko's Daughter by Kyoko Mori, The Sea-Wolf by Jack London, Walk Two Moons by Sharon Creech, Criss Cross by Lynne Rae Perkins, Everything on a Waffle by Polly Horvath, Surviving the Applewhites by Stephanie S. Tolan, The Last Book in the Universe by Rodman Philbrick, The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes by Arthur Conan Doyle, Fried Green Tomatoes at the Whistle Stop Cafe by Fannie Flagg, The Iliad and Odyssey (allegedly) by Homer, The Táin by many people, Harlem by Walter Dean Myers, Esperanza Rising by Pam Muñoz Ryan, The Wall and the Wing by Laura Ruby, The Lord of the Rings by J. R. R. Tolkein, The Hainish Cycle by Ursula K. Le Guin, Till We Have Faces by C. S. Lewis, The Ethical Vampire series by Susan Hubbard, The Howl Series by Diana Wynne Jones, the Curseworkers series by Holly Black, The Turn of the Screw by Henry James, Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov, The Raven Cycle by Maggie Stiefvater, Frankenstein by Mary Shelley, The Haunting of Hill House by Shirley Jackson, Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep by Philip K. Dick, Android Karenina by Ben H. Winters, An Autobiography of Red by Anne Carson, Beloved by Toni Morrison, A Stir of Bones by Nina Kiriki Hoffman, the Mistborn series by Brandon Sanderson, Deathless by Catherynne M. Valente, World War Z by Max Brooks, This is Not A Drill by K. A. Holt, Fade to Blue by Sean Beaudoin, Carmilla by Sheridan Le Fanu, The Moth Diaries by Rachel Klein, Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman, Crush by Richard Siken, Hopscotch by Julio Cortázar, The Hunchback of Notre-Dame by Victor Hugo, Devotions by Mary Oliver, The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde

Some favorites read more recently: The Expanse series by James S. A. Corey, Engine Summer by John Crowley, Lovecraft Country by Matt Ruff, The Princess Bride by William Goldman, Heart Berries by Terese Marie Mailhot, My Best Friend's Exorcism by Grady Hendrix, Reprieve by James Han Mattson, House of Leaves by Mark Z. Danielewski, Sharp Objects by Gillian Flynn, Kindred by Octavia Butler, Reading Lolita in Tehran by Azar Nafisi, Station Eleven by Emily St. John-Mandel, The Crown Ain't Worth Much by Hanif Abdurraqib, The Refrigerator Monologues by Catherynne M. Valente, Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata, Tender is the Flesh by Augustina Bazterrica, The Girl with All the Gifts by Mike Carey, The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo by Stieg Larsson, The Bluest Eye by Toni Morrison, She had some horses by Joy Harjo, Bright Dead Things by Ada Limón, The King Must Die by Mary Renault, Books of Blood by Clive Barker, Rosemary's Baby by Ira Levin, Cassandra by Christa Wolfe

Plays: The Oresteia by Aeschylus, Electra by Sophocles, Los Reyes by Julio Cortázar, Angels in America by Tony Kushner, August: Osage County by Tracy Letts, The Bald Soprano by Eugène Ionesco, The Trojan Women by Euripides, Salome by Oscar Wilde, Girl on an Altar by Marina Carr, Fences by August Wilson, The Glass Menagerie by Tennessee Williams, M. Butterfly by David Henry Hwang, Our Town by Thornton Wilder, Sweeney Todd by Christopher Bond

Graphic novels: The Crow by James O'Barr, DMZ by Brian Wood and Riccardo Burchielli, Eternals (2021) by Kieron Gillen and Esad Ribić, Watchmen by Alan Moore and Dave Gibbons and John Higgins, My Favorite Thing is Monsters by Emil Ferris, Maus by Art Spiegelman, Tank Girl by Alan Martin and Jamie Hewlett, Persepolis by Marjane Satrapi, Through the Woods by Emily Carroll, Anya's Ghost by Vera Brosgol

#watchmen is difficult to recommend on account of the misogyny but beyond that it really did change my life lol #asks #an open window #book recs #also i know technically eternals isn't a graphic novel it's a comic run directly related to the avengers and such at large BUT #it is sooo so good and u don't really have to know much abt what the avengers losers are up to in order to understand it #i didn't include any other favorite comic runs bc they require other things to be read for context. ur welcome.

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mostlysignssomeportents · 5 years

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The 2019 Locus Award nominees: your guide to the best sf/f of 2018

Locus Magazine has published its annual Locus Award finalists, a shortlist of the best science fiction and fantasy of the past calendar year. I rely on this list to find the books I've overlooked (so. many. books.). This year's looks like a bumper crop.

Now that the finalists have been announced, Locus subscribers and others can cast their votes; the awards will be presented in Seattle during a weekend-long event that runs June 28-30, MC'ed by Connie Willis.

SCIENCE FICTION NOVEL

Record of a Spaceborn Few, Becky Chambers (Harper Voyager US; Hodder & Stoughton)

The Calculating Stars, Mary Robinette Kowal (Tor)

If Tomorrow Comes, Nancy Kress (Tor)

Revenant Gun, Yoon Ha Lee (Solaris US; Solaris UK)

Blackfish City, Sam J. Miller (Ecco; Orbit UK)

Embers of War, Gareth L. Powell (Titan US; Titan UK)

Elysium Fire, Alastair Reynolds (Gollancz; Orbit US)

Red Moon, Kim Stanley Robinson (Orbit US; Orbit UK)

Unholy Land, Lavie Tidhar (Tachyon)

Space Opera, Catherynne M. Valente (Saga)

FANTASY NOVEL

Lies Sleeping, Ben Aaronovitch (DAW; Gollancz)

Foundryside, Robert Jackson Bennett (Crown; Jo Fletcher)

The Monster Baru Cormorant, Seth Dickinson (Tor)

Deep Roots, Ruthanna Emrys (Tor.com Publishing)

Ahab’s Return, Jeffrey Ford (Morrow)

European Travel for the Monstrous Gentlewoman, Theodora Goss (Saga)

The Mere Wife, Maria Dahvana Headley (MCD)

The Wonder Engine, T. Kingfisher (Argyll Productions)

Spinning Silver, Naomi Novik (Del Rey; Macmillan)

Creatures of Want and Ruin, Molly Tanzer (John Joseph Adams)

HORROR NOVEL

In the Night Wood, Dale Bailey (John Joseph Adams)

Unlanguage, Michael Cisco (Eraserhead)

We Sold Our Souls, Grady Hendrix (Quirk)

Coyote Songs, Gabino Iglesias (Broken River)

The Hunger, Alma Katsu (Putnam; Bantam Press UK)

The Outsider, Stephen King (Scribner; Hodder & Stoughton)

The Listener, Robert McCammon (Cemetery Dance)

Cross Her Heart, Sarah Pinborough (HarperCollins UK/Morrow)

The Cabin at the End of the World, Paul Tremblay (Morrow; Titan UK)

Tide of Stone, Kaaron Warren (Omnium Gatherum)

YOUNG ADULT BOOK

The Gone Away Place, Christopher Barzak (Knopf)

The Cruel Prince, Holly Black (Little, Brown; Hot Key)

The Belles, Dhonielle Clayton (Freeform; Gollancz)

Tess of the Road, Rachel Hartman (Random House)

Dread Nation, Justina Ireland (Balzer + Bray)

Cross Fire, Fonda Lee (Scholastic)

The Agony House, Cherie Priest & Tara O’Connor (Levine)

Half-Witch, John Schoffstall (Big Mouth House)

Impostors, Scott Westerfeld (Scholastic US; Scholastic UK)

Mapping the Bones, Jane Yolen (Philomel)

FIRST NOVEL

Children of Blood and Bone, Tomi Adeyemi (Henry Holt; Macmillan)

Semiosis, Sue Burke (Tor)

Armed in Her Fashion, Kate Heartfield (ChiZine)

The Poppy War, R.F. Kuang (Harper Voyager US; Harper Voyager UK)

The Quantum Magician, Derek Künsken (Solaris US; Solaris UK)

Annex, Rich Larson (Orbit US)

Severance, Ling Ma (Farrar, Straus, Giroux)

Witchmark, C.L. Polk (Tor.com Publishing)

Trail of Lightning, Rebecca Roanhorse (Saga)

Empire of Sand, Tasha Suri (Orbit US; Orbit UK)

NOVELLA

The Black God’s Drums, P. Djèlí Clark (Tor.com Publishing)

The Tea Master and the Detective, Aliette de Bodard (Subterranean)

“Umbernight“, Carolyn Ives Gilman (Clarkesworld 2/18)

Black Helicopters, Caitlín R. Kiernan (Tor.com Publishing)

Time Was, Ian McDonald (Tor.com Publishing)

Gods, Monsters, and the Lucky Peach, Kelly Robson (Tor.com Publishing)

The Freeze-Frame Revolution, Peter Watts (Tachyon)

Artificial Condition, Martha Wells (Tor.com Publishing)

Rogue Protocol, Martha Wells (Tor.com Publishing)

The Descent of Monsters, JY Yang (Tor.com Publishing)

NOVELETTE

“The Donner Party”, Dale Bailey (F&SF 1–2/18)

“Okay, Glory”, Elizabeth Bear (Twelve Tomorrows)

“No Flight Without the Shatter“, Brooke Bolander (Tor.com 8/15/18)

The Only Harmless Great Thing, Brooke Bolander (Tor.com Publishing)

“The Last Banquet of Temporal Confections“, Tina Connolly (Tor.com 7/11/18)

“An Agent of Utopia”, Andy Duncan (An Agent of Utopia)

“Queen Lily“, Theodora Goss (Lightspeed 11/18)

“Nine Last Days on Planet Earth“, Daryl Gregory (Tor.com 9/19/18)

“Quality Time”, Ken Liu (Robots vs Fairies)

“How to Swallow the Moon“, Isabel Yap (Uncanny 11–12/18)

SHORT STORY

“The Secret Lives of the Nine Negro Teeth of George Washington“, Phenderson Djèlí Clark (Fireside 2/18)

“The Bookcase Expedition”, Jeffrey Ford (Robots vs Fairies)

“STET“, Sarah Gailey (Fireside 10/18)

“A Witch’s Guide to Escape: A Practical Compendium of Portal Fantasies“, Alix E. Harrow (Apex 2/6/18)

“Cuisine des Mémoires”, N.K. Jemisin (How Long ’til Black Future Month?)

“The Storyteller’s Replacement”, N.K. Jemisin (How Long ’til Black Future Month?)

“Firelight“, Ursula K. Le Guin (Paris Review Summer ’18)

“The Starship and the Temple Cat“, Yoon Ha Lee (Beneath Ceaseless Skies 2/1/18)

“Mother of Invention“, Nnedi Okorafor (Future Tense)

“The Court Magician“, Sarah Pinsker (Lightspeed 1/18)

ANTHOLOGY

The Best Horror of the Year Volume Ten, Ellen Datlow, ed. (Night Shade)

The Book of Magic, Gardner Dozois, ed. (Bantam; Harper Voyager UK)

The Year’s Best Science Fiction: Thirty-fifth Annual Collection, Gardner Dozois, ed. (St. Martin’s Griffin)

Worlds Seen in Passing, Irene Gallo, ed. (Tor.com Publishing)

The Best American Science Fiction and Fantasy 2018, N.K. Jemisin & John Joseph Adams, eds. (Mariner)

Robots vs Fairies, Dominik Parisien & Navah Wolfe, eds. (Saga)

The Best Science Fiction & Fantasy of the Year, Volume Twelve, Jonathan Strahan, ed. (Solaris US; Solaris UK)

Infinity’s End, Jonathan Strahan, ed. (Solaris US; Solaris UK)

The Underwater Ballroom Society, Tiffany Trent & Stephanie Burgis, eds. (Five Fathoms)

The Future Is Female!, Lisa Yaszek, ed. (Library of America)

COLLECTION

The Tangled Lands, Paolo Bacigalupi & Tobias S. Buckell (Saga)

Brief Cases, Jim Butcher (Ace; Orbit UK)

An Agent of Utopia, Andy Duncan (Small Beer)

How Long ’til Black Future Month?, N.K. Jemisin (Orbit US; Orbit UK)

The Dinosaur Tourist, Caitlín R. Kiernan (Subterranean)

Fire & Blood, George R.R. Martin (Bantam; Harper Voyager UK)

All the Fabulous Beasts, Priya Sharma (Undertow)

The Future Is Blue, Catherynne M. Valente (Subterranean)

Starlings, Jo Walton (Tachyon)

How to Fracture a Fairy Tale, Jane Yolen (Tachyon)

MAGAZINE

Analog

Asimov’s

Beneath Ceaseless Skies

Clarkesworld

F&SF

Fireside

Lightspeed

Strange Horizons

Tor.com

Uncanny

PUBLISHER

Angry Robot

Baen

DAW

Gollancz

Orbit

Saga

Small Beer

Subterranean

Tachyon

Tor

EDITOR

John Joseph Adams

Neil Clarke

Ellen Datlow

Gardner Dozois

C.C. Finlay

Jonathan Strahan

Lynne M. Thomas & Michael Damian Thomas

Ann & Jeff VanderMeer

Sheila Williams

Navah Wolfe

ARTIST

Kinuko Y. Craft

Galen Dara

Julie Dillon

Leo & Diane Dillon

Bob Eggleton

Victo Ngai

John Picacio

Shaun Tan

Charles Vess

Michael Whelan

NON-FICTION

Space Odyssey: Stanley Kubrick, Arthur C. Clarke, and the Making of a Masterpiece, Michael Benson (Simon & Schuster)

Sense of Wonder: Short Fiction Reviews (2009-2017), Gardner Dozois (ReAnimus)

Strange Stars, Jason Heller (Melville House)

Dreams Must Explain Themselves: The Selected Non-Fiction of Ursula K. Le Guin, Ursula K. Le Guin (Gollancz)

Ursula K. Le Guin: Conversations on Writing, Ursula K. Le Guin & David Naimon (Tin House)

Old Futures: Speculative Fiction and Queer Possibility, Alexis Lothian (NYU Press)

Tolkien: Maker of Middle-earth, Catherine McIlwaine, ed. (Bodleian Library)

Astounding: John W. Campbell, Isaac Asimov, Robert A. Heinlein, L. Ron Hubbard, and the Golden Age of Science Fiction, Alec Nevala-Lee (Dey Street)

None of This Is Normal: The Fiction of Jeff VanderMeer, Benjamin J. Robertson (University of Minnesota Press)

An Informal History of the Hugos: A Personal Look Back at the Hugo Awards, 1953-2000, Jo Walton (Tor)

ART BOOK

Yoshitaka Amano, Yoshitaka Amano: The Illustrated Biography – Beyond the Fantasy, Florent Gorges (Les Éditions Pix’n Love 2015; Dark Horse)

Spectrum 25: The Best in Contemporary Fantastic Art, John Fleskes, ed. (Flesk)

John Howe, A Middle-earth Traveler: Sketches from Bag End to Mordor (Houghton Mifflin Harcourt; HarperCollins UK)

Jeffrey Alan Love, The Thousand Demon Tree (Flesk)

Simon Stålenhag, The Electric State (Fria Ligan ’17; Skybound)

Shaun Tan, Cicada (Lothian; Levine ’19)

Charles Vess, The Books of Earthsea: The Complete Illustrated Edition, Ursula K. Le Guin (Saga)

Michael Whelan, Beyond Science Fiction: The Alternative Realism of Michael Whelan (Baby Tattoo)

Dungeons & Dragons Art and Arcana: A Visual History, Michael Witwer, Kyle Newman, Jon Peterson, & Sam Witwer (Ten Speed)

Lisbeth Zwerger, The Tales of Beedle the Bard, J.K. Rowling (Levine)

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hitchell-mope · 5 years

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Dark curse season two episode list

The mob. After the curse everyone wants Uma dead. Evie forms a mob to get her (think Doctor whale at the start of season two of ouat)

The old man and the tyrant. Wilhelmina (Victoria Justicr) makes herself known to yen sid (Hugh Laurie). Who’s stuck in a nursing home.

Queen Clarion. Gradie Doug and jay ask the queen of the Neverland fairies (Kiera knightly) for help in escaping Neverland

Alone. Evie (still reeling from her husbands disappearance) completely washes her hands of Mal because the dark fairy queen refuses to kill Uma. The episode ends with Evie meeting Wilhelmina at a bar

Sisters. Evie is brainwashed by Wilhelmina to be just like her.

Through the looking glass. Gradie Doug and jay finally make it out of Neverland. Only to land in the middle of a battle between the Hightopp clan and the remaining playing cards in Wonderland

The cat. Spotlight episode for Chester/Leon Taylor (Zac Efron). Mostly trying to get Evie free of her sisters conditioning

A most violent death. Chaudrey spotlight episode. It ends with their death at evil Evie’s hands.

Four witches. This is a turning point in Uma and Mal’s relationship. Mal saves her from Evie and Wilhelmina. Via a massive two vs two witch battle. That only ends because Uma causes a cave in that almost kills Wilhelmina

Reunion. Gradie Doug and jay make it back to Auradon. Grant and Doug reunite with their cousins and Evie. Hadie makes a beeline for Mal. Jay goes to Carlos. Only to find that Carlos is now with Jane.

Audrey. In the underworld Audrey seeks out the help of Charon the ferryman (Colin Salmon) in order to help Mal defeat Wilhelmina. Mid season finale

Father. Chaudrey gets an audience with hades (John Barrowman). At the end of the episode hades and chaudrey burst into Auradon in electric blue fire scaring the pants off of pain and panic (Chris and Liam Hemsworth)

The modern Prometheus. Hades (Eva Green) fully resurrects Harry and the twins. While Uma has a tearful reunion with the children Hadie pulls his (fully amnesiac) brother aside and threatens to murder him in front of Uma and the kids should he look at Mal the wrong way. (Hadie still hasn’t learned his lesson)

The Vorpal Sword. Dizzy decides that the only way to save her mother is to kill her aunt. Even if she dies in the process. Her life being put in danger is what finally breaks Evie free of Wilhelmina’s control

The first mate. This episodes flashbacks show Harry’s childhood. From birth (IE. when James Hook realised he conceived a child with the lord of the underworld) to his less the happy childhood as the overlooked and under cared for middle child (his father blatantly calls him “the bastard mistake”) to hades (Eva Green) reappearing in his life to meeting Uma to meeting Gil. All the way to his halfassed resurrection at Hadie’s hands. In the present day an amnesiac Harry is still trying to remember who he is. Hades (Sebastian Stan) lets Hadie have it for bringing Harry and the twins back in such w cruel traumatising way

The Godmother. Wilhelmina centred. Her (the titular godmother), Arthur (Tom Holland) and Guinevere Pendragon (Saoirse Ronan) and Silas (David Mazouz) summon the tweedle demons (Daniel Radcliffe and Matthew Lewis) to indoctrinate Taran Hightopp (Charlie Rowe) into their inner circle

The children of hades. The flashbacks consist of hades (Sebastian Stan, Eva Green and Jesse L Martin) meeting, falling in love with and subsequently siring children with Danae (Anne Hathaway) James Hook (Robert Carlyle) and Maleficent (Charlize Theron). In Auradon it’s Hadie who gets Harry to remember with a very mean spirited speech “you are nothing. You have always been nothing. You will always be nothing. Well. Nothing except what your father far too generously described you as. The bastard mistake”. Then Harry slaps him around the face. And they fight. Nearly causing a town wide blackout in the process

The Merry Men. Evie’s in the prison along with Robin Hood. Both voluntarily. For the crimes they committed (Robin was a corrupt cop under the curse. Evie blames herself for the whole brainwashing thing) Silas visits them both. Commending Evie in her blandness. And saying that robin has 48 hours to locate his wife or she’s fed to the tweedles. This is where the Merry men come in

An oath on the Styx. Hadie, fed up with Harry being coddled and everyone seemingly forgetting that Uma cast the curse (She’s been hanging around Mal a lot recently trying to mend fences) forces pain and panic (now Abby Ryder fortson and Pearce Gagnon) to dispose of Harry in the most humiliating painful way possible. He doesn’t care what happens when hades finds out (probably renounce Hadie’s immortality) he just wants Harry gone and Uma to hurt. He makes the two swear on the river Styx. All three know that if it doesn’t happen. Terrible things will befall the pair

Taran Hightopp. Wilhelmina has been at it again. She’s successfully brainwashed her half brother Taran (Charlie Rowe) and has sent him to kill Uma. Taran dies at Harry’s hands. Meanwhile the subplot is about CJ Hook (Florence Pugh) and Sadie Meyer (Sabrina Carpenter) getting re-engaged. The flashbacks chronicle their relationship.

The death of Harry Hook. Hadie finally did it. He finally got his brother killed. The exact same way Wilhelmina killed Harriet. Sword to the gut and a heart rip. But this happened in front of the twins. So Uma tries to stab him with an in use fire poker. The episode ends with hades (John Barrowman) banishing Hadie to another realm. And Harry’s funeral. Which is only attended by Uma hades (Eva Green) and the twins

Rosemary. Wilhelmina sacrifices Arthur Pendragon to the Tweedles and brings her aunt (Rene’s mother) to Auradon from Wonderland Rosemary the former red queen (Jennifer Morrison) to help her kill Uma. In Arendelle Hadie seeks out the help of queen Eloise (Elizabeth Gillis) the daughter of Kristoff and Anna for help in getting back home and banishing his father back to the underworld.

#disney descendants #dark curse

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buckyscrystalqueen · 7 years

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We’re Not In The Navy Anymore

Pairings: Owen Grady x Reader

Warnings: Swearing, zero knowledge of the Navy but writing it anyways. dinosaur casualties...?

Word Count: 4,378

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“(Y/L/N)!” You spun on the dock toward the sound of your last name; the name that you had heard so many times in the last 8 years, you almost believed it was the only name you had left thanks to the Navy. A giant smile spread across your face as Owen Grady jogged toward you, a look of want, love, and relief dancing in his green eyes. He gave you the sloppiest salute you had ever seen before he wrapped his large, muscular arms around your waist, not giving a damn about your dress blues or Navy regulations. With a cocky smile, he looked down at you and nodded his head. “Lieutenant.” You hummed a laugh as he crashed his lips to yours, not caring about the tons of tourist around you who were more interested in catching a glimpse at a species that was long ago extinct then a reuniting couple.

“That, Sailor, was the sloppiest salute I have ever seen.” He hummed his indifference as leaned down and grabbed your duffle of clothes from the dock.

“I always did have an issue with that.” He joked as he put his hand on the small of your back and led you toward the monorail.

“You had an issue with authority in general, Owen. Wasn’t just your salute.” He shrugged as he pulled his employee ID out of his pocket and flashed it at the girl working at the end of the line. He completely ignored her look of lust toward him but you definitely didn’t miss it or the look of jealousy she gave you.

“Whelp, that hasn’t changed much either.” He chuckled as he lifted the side chain to the escalators and pushed you toward it, cutting the line. “Still have a hard time following other people’s rules.” You smirked back at him as the two of you headed toward the front car of the monorail.

“You always followed mine.” He nodded with a huffed laugh as the two of you stopped at the gate to wait for the next tram.

“That’s because I was sleeping with you.” You nodded and pointed at him in agreement.

“That… is a very valid point.” You glanced over your shoulder as the monorail slid into place. Owen opened the gate and gently pushed you forward toward the front door before the park guests were able to go. You pulled off your cover and brushed your hand over your hair as he grabbed the front two seats and dropped your small travel duffle at his feet with a sigh.

“I��m so glad you’re finally here.” He said as he put his arm around your shoulder and pulled you into his side. “Being away from you for two years killed me.” You hummed in agreement as you rested your head on his shoulder and your hand on his thigh.

“And we don’t have to hide anymore.” He nodded as he kissed the top of your head. You felt his lips turn into a slight smile as the monorail took off and headed toward the park.

“You’re stuff gets here tomorrow.” You sighed in relief, glad no one payed notice (or if they did, kept it to themselves) that your new home was going to be with someone that had at one point been enlisted under you. “And, I would like to welcome you to Jurassic World.” You couldn’t help but sit up as the large gate came into view and opened in front of you. You moved your crossed ankles back to let a few more curious kids to get in front of you to see as the park came into view.

“I can’t believe you call this home.” You said as you looked out the window at the beautiful park and the island.

“Now you do, too.” You looked over at him with a smile as he leaned forward and kissed your nose.

“Only took us five years, a bazillion coded emails and a bunch of really confusing phone calls to get here.”

“That was your own damn fault for reenlisting.” You shrugged and looked back out the window with a smirk.

“Had to make you work for it, sweetheart.” You heard him chuckle as the monorail came to a stop in front of the welcome center. Neither of you rushed to exit as the tourists filed out of the tram to start their vacations.

“So I assume you would rather get settled and changed out of your blues before you see the park. I took a couple days off to show you around and make sure you’re all settled.” You nodded in agreement as Owen grabbed the strap of your duffle and stood up.

“Food. I’ve been living off Navy slop for years. I want a good, hot meal. And a freaking shower.” Owen smirked as he waited just outside the monorail door so he could guide you toward his jeep.

“Care if I join you, ma’am” He asked quietly as you put your cover back on your head. You smirked as your stomach did a little flip and looked up at him through your lashes.

“Oh, you know it.”

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“What do you want to do today, sweetheart.” You hummed at Owen as he lazily dragged his fingers on your spine, tracing the giant tree of life tattoo on your back.

“Is ‘you’ an acceptable answer?” You joked as you looked up at him through your lashes. He chuckled as he leaned down and kissed your forehead.

“Didn’t get enough last night? Or this morning?” A smile spread across your face as you rested your chin on his chest.

“I could never get enough of you.” He smiled as his eyes searched yours for a moment. Your head lifted slightly as he took a deep breath and laid his hand flat on your back.

“Are we gunna talk about it?”

“Owen…” You sighed and pushed yourself off the bed to get up and avoid ‘the talk’ but he quickly grabbed your waist and held you in place.

“(Y/N)…” He said softly as he scooted behind you and pulled you back toward him. He ran his hands down your arms to grab your hair tie from around your wrist. With a heavy sigh, he rubbed the pads of his fingertips across your scalp; knowing it calmed you down, and started pulling your hair up into a ponytail. “Look, I know you didn’t cheat. That’s not who you are… but you don’t get court marshaled and then honorably discharged for fraternization…”

“That makes it sound so much worse than it actually was.” You sighed as you leaned your head back into his touch. “It was Johnson…” Owen’s brow furrowed as he leaned to the side to see your face.

“Isn’t he married?” He asked of your now former commanding officer. You nodded as he sat back up straight to finish your hair for you.

“Yea, he is but apparently that didn’t matter to him. He cornered me outside the dining hall and I told him no. And he kept pushing and pushing…” You sighed again and put your hand on your forehead, leaning your elbow on Owen’s slightly bent knee. “Admiral Scott found us and Johnson flipped. Said I was coming on to him…”

“Fuckin’ a’.” Owen groaned as he twisted your hair tie in your hair and wrapped his arms around your middle. You leaned back against him fully and nodded.

“Yea, you’re telling me. So I get marshaled and I have to come up with a valid reason for my actions to the JAG… So I told them about you.” You felt him stiffen ever so slightly at the severity of the situation and you nodded slowly as you rested your hands on his. “Not your name. I left it as someone I knew from college before I joined the Navy. Turns out, this wasn’t Johnson’s first fraternization accusation so I got the honorable discharge and he got dishonorable.” You turned against him with unshed tears in your eyes and shook your head. “I didn’t cheat. I promise, I didn’t…”

“I know.” He said as he cupped your jaw in his hand. “I just… baby, I had to know what happened.” You nodded as he brushed his thumb across your cheek. “Now I know so we never have to talk about it again.” You nodded as a couple tears found their way down your cheeks. “Oh, don’t do that. Your mascara from yesterday is messed up enough as is.” You laughed as he brushed the tears away.

“You’re such a jerk.” He nodded with a smile.

“Yes, but you love your jerk.” You nodded as you leaned forward and gave him a chaste kiss.

“And sometimes, I have to ask myself why.” He gave you a half frown and tickled your sides with a shake of his head.

“Now, who’s the jerk, you butt.” You rolled your eyes and kissed his cheek.

“You love your jerk, too.” You said as you scooted out of his arms and off the bed. “Wanna go for a run, my jerk?” You glanced back over your shoulder and smirked as he shamelessly checked out your bare ass. “Hey, eyes up here.” He shook his head and leaned back against the headboard.

“I’ve waited two years to stare at that ass again. You’ll survive.” You grabbed your under shirt from the day before off the floor and threw it at him with a laugh.

“Come on, Grady. You’re burning daylight.” He groaned as he forced himself out of bed.

“Listen here, L.C. You’re not in the Navy anymore. Sleeping in and staying in bed all day is allowed again and morning runs are not mandatory.” You grabbed one of his old U.S. Navy shirts from the dresser and flung it over your shoulder as you walked over to your bag to grab the rest of your clothes.

“Get you’re butt into gear. I’m not about to go for a run to come face to face with a flesh eating dinosaur all alone.” He laughed as he grabbed work out clothes from his dresser.

“First of all, they wouldn’t just eat your flesh, they’d eat your entire body…”

“That’s reassuring.” You interrupted.

“Second, those dinosaurs are in locked paddocks far away from here. The only thing you may run into is like a triceratops if you manage to make it through the electric fence and into that field.” You looked over at him as you pulled his shirt on over your ample breasts that you had to stuff in two sports bras to keep from giving yourself a black eye.

“Not reassuring what-so-ever.”

“Well that’s what you have me for. To keep you far away from the flesh eating dinosaurs.” You rolled your eyes at him as you grabbed your running shoes and put them on as you walked to the door past him.

“You’re so mean to me.” You teased with a smile. He smirked as he pulled on his sneakers and followed after you.

“I know.”

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Your lungs burned a bit more than usual from the thick humidity in the air as you ran through the island jungle toward the raptor pen; the only “check point” on your run around the lake by your and Owen’s place which was the middle mile to your seven mile run for the past three weeks. The slight breeze whipped through your pony tail as you ran up the last little hill and jogged into the clearing.

“How’s the run going?” Owen called down as you slowed to a stop by the supply tent where there was always a huge jug of ice water for the employees. You shook your head as you grabbed Owen’s sticker covered Nalgene bottle and filled it up for yourself and him for the day.

“I don’t know how you handle this heat.” You called out as you grabbed the edge of the shirt you stole from him and wiped your face. “It’s like a million degrees and I feel like I’m breathing water.”

“Is that my shirt?” You smirked as you looked up to where he was leaning on the rail of the outside cat walk of the raptor pen and shook your head.

“Not anymore.” He frowned as you gulped down some water and his eyes went wide when he noticed the large holes you had cut in the sides so you could cool down faster.

“What did you do to my shirt? Give it back, you monster!”

“You sure about that?” His eyes (along with the eyes of every guy from the early morning crew) widened as you pulled the shirt up. You only made it to the very bottom of your black sports bras.

“PUT THAT SHIRT BACK DOWN!” He shouted, territorially with a playful smile. You couldn’t help but laugh as you wiped your face and dropped your shirt once more.

“Thought you wanted your shirt back, Owen.” You teased as you screwed on the cap to the water bottle and set it down on the table.

“Don’t open that gate yet!” Someone roared with a slight accent; you knew it had to be Barry. You spun around to see what was going on as two of the raptors slipped under the gate and bolted out of the cage. They immediately pounced on the young-ish boy (you believed Owen told you his name was named Phil Tippett) as the other two darted out of the cage and straight out the first gate that had been accidentally left cracked open. Fear unlike any thing you had ever felt in the Navy ripped through you as you listened to the two, five and a half feet tall velociraptors began to call to each other loudly. Instinct told you to run, to get the hell out of dodge as fast as you could. Your head whipped toward the nearest vehicle, a Jurassic World jeep, and when you saw the sun roof open, you took off.

“Baby, don’t move!” Owen shouted as he finally found his feet and sprinted toward the stairs on the far side of the enclosure. You froze where you were half on the windshield of the jeep; wishing so badly you had made it over the top and into the jeep instead of being out in the open. Tears started streaming down your cheeks as the raptors turned toward the movement and raced toward you.

“Owen.” You squeaked as the grey and blue raptor, Blue, leapt onto the jeep and hovered over you. You laid frozen in fear as the raptor growled viciously at you. She picked up her head and made a loud, ‘gaw’ sound and you couldn’t help but flinch and cover your ears at the volume. You could feel the sun heated metal of the hood give way under you legs as she curled her nails into it and looked back down at you.

She was joined only milliseconds later by her sisters as she ducked her head toward your stomach. She pushed your shirt up a bit as drops of warm blood landed on your arm causing your stomach to turn. You couldn’t help but let out a choked sob as one of the raptors made a clicking noise right next to your ear.

Every second felt like hours as the four raptors conversed with each other around you. Blue continued to smell you, piling Owen’s shirt on your stomach with her nose as she tried to figure out why the stranger smelled like her alpha. You could barely hear the alarm going off in the raptor pen and the shouts of the men who worked there over the blood rushing in your ears.

“Blue! Stand down!” Owen shouted from behind you as he leapt onto the roof of the jeep from behind you. “Stand down, now!” Your whole body shook violently as she let out a loud screech and bared her teeth at her alpha. “Delta, get back. No, Charlie, I see you. Back up. Baby, stay still.” You gave him half a nod as he clambered down the windshield, using his body language and tone to make the beta move away from you.

“What did I say? Back up!” He snarled as he signaled for his co-workers to come forward with multiple long snare poles. You laid frozen on the hood of the vehicle as the group of men lead the four velociraptors back into the safety cage. The moment Owen’s second in command, Barry, shut the first gate, Owen spun on his heels and ran.

“I… I… I…” You tried as you scrambled off the jeep to get to him. He ‘shushed’ you and pulled you into his arms.

“You’re safe now, I got you.” He soothed as he held your head to his chest. “I got you, baby. I’m right here.”

“Owen…” you choked as you bunched his shirt in your fists behind his back. He nodded as he kissed the top of your head.

“I know, baby. I’m so sorry. It’s OK, now.” You gave him a half-assed nod as someone came over and told him the raptors were secured and temporarily sedated. “I’m taking her home. Have Barry bring me the paperwork for Phil. I'll make all the calls from home.” You heard the employee agree as Owen lead you over to his jeep. He was at a complete loss for words at what had happened as he helped you into the passenger seat of the car. Once you were buckled, he jogged around the front of the jeep and got in beside you. The second you could, you gripped his hand tight in yours.

“I miss the fucking Navy right now.” You said as you turned your back to the raptor pen. Owen glanced over and nodded in understanding as he gave your hand a tight squeeze. With a conflicted heart, he headed back to his house; pissed, sorrowful, terrified and relieved thanks to the morning’s events.

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“What is she doing here?” Claire Dearing asked as she tiptoed in her heels to walk through the grass in front of the bungalow. You couldn’t bring yourself to look up at her just yet so you hid behind the curtain of your shower damp hair and continued to fiddle with the tie of Owen’s board shorts you had on. Even though they were half a mile away and usually they were very quiet dinosaurs, you could still hear Blue’s calls in your head and Phil’s scream as Charlie and Echo removed his arm and chunk of his thigh. For his sake, however, you being outside the pen and running had distracted the four raptors long enough and saved his life.

“She lives here?” Owen said, his words coming out as a slightly confused statement/question. He shook his head as he came out of the cabin-like half of the house where the bedroom was. “She was there, Claire. Give her a break.” He crouched down next to you and handed you the hoodie he had been looking for. It was an old, navy blue Navy pull over sweater you used to steal from him when you were at in the barracks together. It was the only way the two of you could sleep together. You looked up at him through your lashes with a weak smile as you pulled the hoodie on.

“Whatever.” Claire snapped as she came up onto the porch with a slight look of disgust on her face. “What happened, Mr. Grady?” You shared a look with Owen (having a gut feeling that there was a good chance that you lifting your shirt had something to do with the raptor’s escape), and with a subtle shake of his head, he stood up and faced off with the park’s operations manager.

“Simple mistake made by the new guy.” He started, giving the story that he and Barry had deemed was the best way to phrase it until they could talk to Phil. “Got a little distracted. Anyone could have made that mistake…”

“Yea, well I have an employee that is missing an arm and he’s probably going to lose his leg.” She snapped as she put her hands on her hips and kicked her leg out to the side dramatically. “How am I supposed to explain this to his family, huh?”

“I already made that call, so don’t worry about it. The dad is pissed and rightfully so but he doesn’t blame us. Just like his boy, he knows the risks of working with wild dinosaurs.” She scoffed as she pulled her beeping phone out of her pocket.

“They aren’t ‘wild’.” She said as she used one hand to mimic air quotes as she read the email on her phone. “I’ve seen how you handle those raptors. They are like dogs.”

“Jesus Christ.” Owen grumbled as he tossed his hands up in the air.

“Mr. Masrani, is on his way to speak to you about this. He’s already spoken to the boy, he just wants your side of the story.” She said as she looked up from her phone. “This is just…” She sighed and shook her head at the sound of truck coming down Owen’s ‘drive way’. Your stomach turned as you looked up for the first time since you really got home that morning. Owen glanced down at you and pinched his lips together; giving you the same silent signal to stay quiet that you used to give him when he fought his commanding officers in the Navy. You gave him a half nod and looked back down, happy to focus more on figuring out your thoughts and feelings at that moment.

“Owen. Claire.” Simon Masrani, the CEO of Jurassic World said as he got out of the driver’s seat with a smile. “And this is a face I don’t recognize.” He said as he walked toward the stairs you were sitting on. Owen took a step down onto the first step and reached his hand out to shake his boss’ hand.

“Sir. This would be my wife, (Y/N).” You couldn’t help the small smile that pulled at the corner of your mouth at the very true statement and the partial, drunk happy memory that made that statement technically true. You missed the slight look of confusion that crossed the higher-up’s faces as you looked back down and wrapped the tie of the board shirts around your pointer finger. “Forgive us, but she’s still in shock.”

“Your employee file isn’t up to date?” Mr. Masrani asked as he looked over at Claire. Owen quickly held up his hand and shook his head.

“Well… we’re married in Hong Kong.” He said with a glance back at you. “We weren’t able to make it legal at the time so as far as the U.S. knows, I’m single, unfortunately.” You glanced up at him and gave him a small smile as Simon nodded his head.

“Well, maybe Jurassic World will see yet another wedding with the two of you.” He said with a small smile as he clapped his hands. “Now, business. The boy says he saw some kind of strange bird, thought he hit the green button but must have hit the red and went back to work. What did you see?” Simon asked. You looked up once more as Owen shook his head and you could see the lie forming on his lips in his profile.

“I didn’t see a bird, sir. I was looking the other way and telling (Y/N) where my water bottle was because I hadn’t gotten it from my bag to put on the table.” You saw where he was going with his lie and you nodded as Mr. Masrani looked at you for confirmation.

“I run around the lake and up to the raptor enclosure twice a day.” You told him as you forced yourself to stand up when addressing someone. “The pen is my half way point so I stop for water up there.”

“Did you see a bird?” He asked as he crossed his arms over his chest. You shook your head and forced yourself not to look at Owen.

“No, sir. I was looking up at Owen straight into the sun.” He nodded and gave you a tight lipped smile.

“Well looks like everything is in order here.” He looked over at Claire with a smile and a shrug. “You worry to much, Claire. You need to relax.”

“Sir. If this gets out…” She started as Simon grabbed his sunglasses from where they were dangling from the front of his shirt pocket.

“Relax. Now, let me see this new T-Rex enclosure you’re working on.” Without waiting for an answer, he turned and took a step away before looking back over his shoulder at you. “Very nice to meet you, unofficial Mrs. Grady.”

“Thank you, sir. The pleasure is all mine.” With a nod, he continued walking toward his truck. You looked over at Owen and Claire as she opened her mouth to say something.

“I haven’t got all day, Claire.” Simon called out as he got into the car. She glanced over at him before looking back at Owen.

“I want those reports emailed to me tonight.” Owen nodded as she hurried off the porch, running on her tiptoes once more to protect her ridiculous shoes. You watched as she jumped into her Benz and followed after her boss.

“Well, that’s enough excitement for one day.” Owen said as he put his hand on your lower back and spun you toward the bungalow. “How about I make dinner and we’ll go on a run together around the lake after?”

“Is it bad that I kinda forgot we were technically sort of married?” He burst out laughing and shook his head.

“You were a lot more drunk than I was and I barely remember it.” You shrugged as you pulled open the door and headed inside.

“That’s sad we can’t remember our own wedding.” He stopped just before the stairs that lead down into the Air Stream and shook his head.

“Well, we’ll just have to fix that one day, won’t we?”

#Owen Grady x Reader #Owen x Reader #We’re Not In The Navy Anymore

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