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kchasm · 20 days
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Ryu Number: Kevin Bacon
Let's be real, this is the obvious ask. The Ryu Number is the Bacon Number for video games, so one of the first questions anyone's going to put out there is whether Kevin Bacon has a Ryu Number.
... Is what I'd like to say, but the fact is, most of the time when I try to explain the concept of a Ryu Number by saying "It's like the Bacon Number, except for Ryu—you know, six degrees of Kevin Bacon?" the response I get is, "What's 'six degrees of Kevin Bacon'?"
Hey, when was the heyday of the Bacon Number, again? Oh, thirty years ago. That doesn't feel good.
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Anyway, Kevin Bacon has a Ryu Number of at most 4.
Jimmy Fallon (who I keep confusing with Jimmy Kimmel) has a cameo in Jurassic World.
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This is enough to get him a place as one of the oodles of minifigs you can trot around in Lego Jurassic World. And if you think that's a kind of flimsy foundation to stick a character into a game over, please understand that this is par for the course for the Lego series of games. In Lego Jurassic World alone, you can play as Donald Gennaro, the "Unlucky Bastard" from The Lost World (here called "Unlucky Bystander"), the kid Alan Grant terrorizes at the dig site in Jurassic Park, Steven Spielberg, and Jophery Brown.
What, you don't know who Jophery Brown is? You know, the guy who gets killed in the opening scene of Jurassic Park. Muldoon goes "Jophery, raise the gate," and everything. And then he dies. Because raptor.
We didn't even know his last name was "Brown" until this game. He was named after his own actor, that's the rank of character we're dealing with here.
... Wait, does this mean we can go straight from Owen Grady to certain baseball games? I've got to think about this. Is "Scientist Phil" allowable as Phil Tippet? Is "Pilot Pat" the same person as Patrick Crowley, who produced Jurassic World and cameoed as a pilot? If Patrick Crowley has an actual pilot's license, does that change the answer?
I am entirely uninterested in answering these questions until the issue is unavoidable!
The version of You Don't Know Jack available for play in The Jackbox Party Pack 5 is You Don't Know Jack: Full Stream, hosted by YDKJ longtimer Cookie Masterson. Depending on this or that, Cookie might just welcome Jimmy Fallon to guest-host one of the questions, which Jimmy is pretty hyped up about. So hyped up, in fact, that he'll refuse to leave afterward, much to Cookie's bemusement. Which makes sense: If you're gonna have Jimmy Fallon cameo in your video game, you're gonna squeeze as much Jimmy Fallon out of Jimmy Fallon as you can.
Dude really is a longtimer, by the way. He's been around since the original You Don't Know Jack, and while he doesn't host the game in You Don't Know Jack Vol. 2, he does get to rush the players through game setup. And the actual host, Buzz Lippman, has the chance to dial out to one of a number of celebrity guests—Kevin Bacon included.
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That's an appearance both ways! Counts!
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maisiesbike · 4 months
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Jurassic franchise as tumblr/twitter quotes
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book-place · 2 years
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Raising Her
Warnings: slight cursing, mentions of killing, let me know if I missed any :)
Pairings: Owen Grady x daughter reader
*not my gif*
Summary: There is a child in the raptors cage, but Owen isn’t as concerned as he should be
A/N: This is short, but I liked writing it
Please don’t plagiarize my work, you may reblog if you like but I’m asking that you don’t steal my hard work
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It was strange to hear giggles in a place like that. A place of dangerous creatures that could kill a person within a second.
The laughter was so full of happiness that anyone unfamiliar with it would feel as if they were hallucinating.
But there it was, a child’s gleeful laughter coming from inside the raptors cage.
Claire whipped her head to face the glass in concern, but that look soon turned into horror when she saw you, a five year old girl, waddling around the raptors cage, the dinosaurs nowhere in sight. But she could only assume that they were waiting to jump out of the shadows at any moment, having a nice snack of child flesh.
“Owen!” The redhead whispered out in terror.
“What?” He then turned around and took in her panicked expression and immediately began to think the worst, “What? What happened?” His words came rushed out.
Claire was yet to take her eyes off your small form as she reached up to point a shaky finger at you, “Ch-child.” She managed to mutter out, then she came to her senses, “There’s a child in there, Owen!” She practically screamed, “Get her out of there! They’re going to kill her!”
The man looked down in confusion, but visibly relaxed when he saw who she was pointing to, “Oh, that’s just Y/n. She's okay.”
Claire finally turned away from the glass and now looked at him in horror, “What are you talking about? That kid is going to die!” Then she started wildly looking around for any of the other workers, “Help! Somebody help!”
She had completely forgotten that it was a holiday and the only workers were a couple of guards that were too far away to hear her screams.
“Claire, Claire.” The woman couldn’t help but feel disgusted at the amused tone in his voice. There was a child in danger and he had the audacity to be smirking.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” She snapped, not having the willpower to take her eyes away from your helpless form for even a second to glare at the man like she so badly wanted to.
“She’s my daughter.” He explained slowly, a large hand coming to rest on her shoulder as he talked, “And they would never hurt her.”
That finally got the redheads attention to snap away from you, “What?” She breathed out.
She didn’t know he had a daughter.
“Her mother left her with me a couple years ago.” He continued, “And when I first brought her around to see the dinosaurs… they just seemed to click.”
Claire was officially stunned into silence.
“The dinosaurs feel like they’ve raised her more than I have.” There was no spite or anger in his tone, just fondness as he looked down at you in the cage in complete adoration.
“And how do you feel about that?” She finally managed to get words to leave her tongue.
His green eyes turned back to her, seriousness suddenly taking over his entire demeanor, “I feel like they’re right.”
As she turned back to look out the window, she still couldn’t help her breath catching in her throat slightly as she watched one of the raptors exit from nearby bushes. Blue.
She walked up to you slowly, and you turned to her with a large smile, not hesitating to reach your hand out in front of you and waiting for the dinosaur to come and nuzzle her head against it.
Which she did without hesitation.
“They love her just as much as I do.” A small smile has made its way onto Owens face as he looked at the two of you. The girls he had raised, “And she is safer with them then she would ever be anywhere else.”
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iliumheightnights · 10 months
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Owen couldn't stop watching. He was outside the paddock to the parasaurs. It was their routine check-up to make sure everything was okay.
He was there as backup since he was the dinosaur behavior specialist. Which meant, if anything went wrong it was his hide on the line.
"Alright, who's a good girl? You are." One of the new dino rangers was taking his sweet time being sweet and gentle to each of them. That somehow got Owen's attention.
He had met M/n a few weeks ago when he started. He seemed like a nice guy and actually cared. Owen had worried his carefree and loving attitude would end up getting him injured or worse. To his surprise, it actually seemed like all the dinos seemed to bond with him even more.
"Enjoying the view Mr.Grady?" Claire asked stepping up beside him. She was tapping away on a tablet. "You've been interested in our new ranger since he started. If you think you'll be replaced don't worry about it."
Owen huffed out a laugh. "That's not-that's not it. Just, making sure he's alright. That's it."
That made Claire look up from her tablet, with a grin. "Oh, I see. Then you should ask him for lunch. Talk about...dinosaurs. I don't know. But I'm sure you want to talk with him more."
Owen rolled his eyes. M/n then noticed him and smiled. He sent a small wave to them. Owen smiled and waved back. Claire grinned. "Yeah. Take him for lunch tomorrow."
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mpreghotties · 3 months
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In an alternate Jurassic Word 3, the mad scientist stabbed Chris Pratt in the stomach with the cloning serum and enabled Chris Pratt to give birth to clones of his own.
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amelia-mariee · 2 months
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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
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minecraftian1213 · 10 months
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Link to Part 1
Owen Grady Imagine: You're pregnant with Owen's kid and you're feeling a little under the weather.
Warnings/Tags: Mentions of nausea, fluff, kinda cuteness, no hurt/all the comfort.
"Honey?"
You hummed blearily from the floor next to the toilet. Owen stood leaning against the doorframe wearing only his grey sweatpants and a white tank top. It was terrifying how the man could wear the thick bottoms in such a humid place.
"Hmm, hey," you said, reaching up to flush. Then you picked yourself off the floor and sat on the rim. "You finally done with that little project?"
Owen had been up at night for weeks now. You didn't know what he was working on. He said it was a surprise for you and the baby, so you didn't try to peak around the area he'd cordoned off outside.
"I decided it was time to sleep. You okay?"
You hadn't been feeling well all day. From the moment you woke up and rolled out of bed your back had ached, your feet felt swollen, and your little one hadn't stopped tossing and turning and kicking and punching.
Normally, the latter few wouldn't bother you so much. Most days when the baby stretched you and Owen grabbed markers and drew where you could see imprints pressing into your skin. Most of the time you traced hands and feet but one time you'd managed to draw the entirety of the baby's butt before they'd shifted away. Owen had gotten a kick out of that one.
You smiled gently at your husband as he handed you a toothbrush. "Just a little stomach bug."
"Well I can see that. Though," an indulgent smile passed over his face, "I don't think it's small."
"Owen."
"More small melon sized, really."
"Owen."
"We should probably be concerned at the size."
"You are so not funny."
Owen threw his head back and cackled, the bastard. Your bastard but a bastard all the same. "I'm hilarious."
You sighed and hung your head. Brushing your teeth brought momentary relief from the taste of bile. Owen's laughter trailed off. For a moment it was only the sound of your miserable brushing. Then he reached out a hand and gently ran it through your mussed hair. A sigh crept up through you and you slumped into his touch.
His tone was much more sympathetic. "Hard day?" A nod. "Do you want food?" A single shake of the head. You wouldn't be able to stomach anything regardless of how good his food always was. It'd be a terrible waste. "How about cuddles?" That, at least, didn't sound too bad. "Finish here and I'll meet you."
You moaned in despair when his hand stopped moving over you. Only then did you realize you'd stopped brushing and was drooling toothpaste and spit down your brush. Feeling ever so slightly foolish, and hungry despite your protests of nourishment, you finished quickly.
You'd only taken two small steps, waddles, really, outside the bathroom when you were swept off your feet and into a pair of strong arms. Discomfort quickly settled as your weight was taken off your feet. A pleased hum left your throat as Owen carried you to the bed.
"Have I ever told you how much I love your arms?"
"I could be persuaded to hear it once more."
He gently laid you on the bed. Then he placed a kiss to your brow. Owen climbed in behind you and practically melded himself to your back. His knees came to rest behind yours as his arms wrapped around your middle. Fingers caressed your very pregnant belly as Owen pressed his face into your neck, breathing in your familiar scent.
You sighed in content when he shuffled just a little to place a small kiss to your temple.
He murmured, "I love you."
You laced one of your hands with his that were resting on your stomach. "I love you too."
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magyarmartir · 9 months
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star-quill · 11 months
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so, okay, i saw ur post about wanting to write some owen stuff and im totally here for it so i was thinking-
owen asks reader out on a date, and it goes great and they back to his place and the reader tells him that shes actually not that experienced and he just guides her through it-🫦🫦
I LOVE UR BLOG SO MUCH LIKE THANK U FOR EVERYTHING U DO FOR US I LOVE U🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼🫶🏼
me when this is my whole brand !!!!!!!!!
(also mwah mwah ty i cant believe writing has made me so happy again 🥺🫶)
(kinda setting this during jw1 btw)
you honestly don't know why you said yes to the date with owen, he's probably only doing this to get into your pants. which a small part of you wouldn't actually mind, but you don't want to just be another girl in a long line of the ones he's slept with "just because". you know his reputation but neither of your friends have been out with him, so maybe it's slightly to brag about him having asked you instead of them.
there wasn't many options for date night on the island but you were just happy to be with him no matter what. he ended up taking you back to his place, starting a fire and cooking over the heat. it felt very him, he was totally in his element right now. and the food was delicious.
the sun was setting and watching it through the trees with him was so much better than you could ever imagine. and he was so much more charming than normal, his words laced with flirty undertones. you were having so much fun with him, you didn't want the night to end. then he nudged you off him and he stood up, holding his hand out for you to take. the fire had died down and he led you inside his bungalow. he left you standing in the middle of the joint bedroom/front room while he went over to the speaker on his coffee table. he pressed play and came back to you.
"may i have this dance?"
"of course.."
he was absolutely laying it on thick with you, but to be fair, you were letting him in so easily. he slow danced with you for a few songs, his eyes never leaving yours as he sang along to whatever was playing out the speakers. you stop moving for a second and he stumbles slightly when you stop, but still asks you if you're ok when he regains his balance. you don't say anything, you just lean up to kiss him and his hands immediately cup your face, pulling you upwards even more. considering his front room had his bed in it, you didn't have far to go before you felt the back of your knees hit his mattress. you broke the kiss only to lay down before he knelt down on the bed and hovered over you, searching for a sign in your eyes to kiss you again.
"i've uhm.. never really.. done this part.."
"you never fucked anyone?"
you shook your head. he just smirked.
"'s ok, baby.. i'll guide you through it.. you got nothin' to worry about.. ok?"
you nodded this time and he gave you a soft peck on your cheek. he adjusted your body a little, letting you wiggle out of your pants before he let your legs drape over his thighs. you immediately shoved your shirt off, discarding it on the floor near your pants. he brushed some stray hairs out of your face and noticed your eyes, looking at him hesitantly.
"you ok? need you to stay with me, ok?"
you nodded.
"need you to tell me.."
"i'm with you.."
"good girl.. any point you feel uncomfortable, you let me know, ok?"
you nodded again and he leaned down to kiss you again. he was treating you so good, maybe a little too good. you suddenly feel a little afraid you'll get attached and he won't, remembering his reputation. but then he kisses your cheek, your jaw, your neck, your collarbone and you forget all about that. his only intention right now was getting you off and making sure you felt good. and that you did.
you felt good when his mouth was all over you, leaving little marks on your neck and on the inside of your thighs. you felt good when he had his head between your legs, his tongue going deeper whenever you whimpered and tugged on the tufts of hair at the nape of his neck. you felt good when he kissed your neck afterwards, asking if you were still ok, still with him. you hadn't even noticed he'd undone his zipper until his dick was nudging against your thigh when he kissed your neck. then you really felt all of him, how big he was and you whimpered.
"you ok?"
"s'not gonna fit.."
"that's why i'm guiding you here.. we gotta work you up to make it fit.. i got you, ok?"
he took it slow, whispering sweet praises in your ear while he adjusted himself, the head of his dick already inside you.
"don't focus on anything except for how good it feels, ok?"
"mmhm.."
"good girl.."
he could call you that a million times over and you'd melt every time. he only got halfway inside you before your hands flew to his wrists, whining and squeezing your eyes shut.
"hey.. hey.. s'ok.. i got you.. just breathe.."
you exhaled, writhing against him and digging your head back into his pillows.
"gonna push deeper, ok? you ok?"
you nodded, feeling him slide deeper until his hips met the back of your thighs. he moved his arms to beside your head, leaning down to kiss you. your hands wrapped around his forearms, moving up to tug on the sleeves of his shirt. he got the message and leaned back, tugging it off and discarding it on the floor. his hands went back to beside your head and he leaned down once again to kiss you. he slowly dragged his hips back, then pushed back towards you, rocking into you slowly.
"you doing good? feeling good?"
"mmhm.."
"use your words, honey.."
"feels.. oh.. feels so good.. i feel.. mmf.. feel so full.."
his hips were grinding against the backs of your thighs and you could feel all of him. you felt so stretched out but in a good way, making you see stars. you were so close already, and you whined out.
"you ok?"
"so.. mmf.. so close.."
"let go, baby.. it's ok.."
you've touched yourself countless times before, had sex a few times too, but nothing compared to this. your whole body shuddered when you came, your hands gripping onto his forearms again. your legs writhed against his sides and he just laid a hand on your stomach, rubbing his thumb gently over your skin. he continued rocking into you, gently helping you through your orgasm. he wasn't far behind you and he pulled out just before, letting out his release onto your stomach. he leaned in to kiss your cheek, then your jaw and neck.
"was i good?"
"so good.. wanna do it all over again.."
that one time became a few more times. he had you in different positions every time, showing you more, teaching you more. and he took care of you every time. guiding you, checking in on you, telling you what he was going to do. his voice made your brain go fuzzy before he'd even touched you. he had you wrapped around his finger, knowing whenever he'd call you, you'd drop everything to be with him.
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maisiesbike · 2 months
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Jurassic Franchise as whatever quotes pt.5
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atrxides · 2 years
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Ellie Sattler & Alan Grant // Jurassic World Dominion [2022]
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sarasidles · 2 years
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Oh, so, you’re gonna take care of her now, huh? 
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dearinglovebot · 11 months
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claire/owen have such a fun “oh it’s not me you should be worried about. it’s my wife” dynamic. because likely objectively yes it’s been proven that owen can brawl. but claire is an actual terrorist. she should be in jail. but she isn’t somehow. she has a body count of at least 250 people at jurassic world (if viral marketing is to be believed as canon). the cia has her on a list. she commits breaking and entering with knowledgeable ease. she manages to find flights in and out of countries like it’s nothing. I dont think she even has a passport. she’s unhinged. she’s a seasoned get-away driver. she weaponized a tyrannosaurus rex with a flare on a half-baked whim once. I don’t think building pipe bombs and mailing them is beyond her if she was mad enough. she’s about two apples tall and could destabilize a small nation.
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hunnam · 1 year
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Chris Pratt as Owen Grady
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shania-twain · 3 months
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letthewhumpbegin · 5 months
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Jurassic World: Fallen Kingdom (2018)
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