#reacher season 1

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Reacher Drabble/Blurb - Ambigous Gender/GN Reader

SFW, fluff, food mentions, cooking, eating out(no, not that way this time). GN reader/complete blank slate for reader. No race, age, name, no Y/N, reader can cook (how well? Who knows, but Reacher doesn't care!). Just a bit of something that came to mind. I will write more reacher someday for real. Looking at doing a NSFW one too - let me know if you'd be interested in that? More under the cut! 550~ Words

Reacher loves watching you sleep in. He’s an early riser, way too early for your night owl tendencies. But it means he gets to watch your mouth part as you breathe, your eyes fluttering under your lids as he props his head up on his hand. He loves watching you wake. Especially the way your eyes flutter open, soft and groggy with sleep. He cups your cheek, his large hand almost swallowing your face as he rubs his thumb softly over your cheekbone. “Morning,” he rumbles, “I made you coffee.”

Reacher loves the shower pressure in your ensuite. He can stand under it for hours, not that he does, he doesn’t like wasting water. He sings softly to himself sometimes. He thinks your still fast asleep, but you lie there, eyes closed as you listen to him sing a soft blues number. It’s not perfect, he can’t quite hit some of the high notes, but it’s the passion he puts into it that you love. The moment the faucet shuts off you roll over and pretend you’re none the wiser.

Reacher loves being the little spoon, no matter how awkward it can be. Sometimes, as the rain beats down outside, pelting at the windows as lightning forks across the sky, you’ll curl into his large form from behind. You feel the low reverberation through your chest as he hums contentedly. “Thank you,” he murmurs as he holds your palm against his abdomen, securing you to him as you do your best to make him feel safe.

Reacher hates photos, but the few you do have together are his greatest possessions. His favourite, the one he keeps in his wallet, is a picture from your first anniversary dinner. You’re both dressed up in fancy clothes, having planned a night at on the town. By eight o’clock you were in a diner, stuffing your faces with trash comfort food and more importantly – pie. You insisted that you needed to take a picture and the nice diner waitress obliged. You smile up at him from his wallet, the two of you holding your favourite deserts as you pose for the camera.

Reacher hates being away from you. It messes with his mind. But he can’t stay for long, the urge to move and keep moving too strong a call for him to ignore. He sends you letters, nothing fancy, nothing trite. Just simple things, checking in on you, how work is going, if you want to catch a movie when he next stops by. You keep all these letters, postcards, and other small gifts and photographs in a shoebox under your bed.

Reacher loves it when you cook for him, you’re always making him try new things. He was hesitant at first, but after two dinners that left him so full he couldn’t move, he was hooked. Now, every time you two reunite he has a whole list for you to try together. He’s even taken to helping prep the vegetables and clean the dishes after. Anything to help you, even if it is a little selfish.

Reacher loves you, even if it’s not always easy to say it. He knows you know it, and he hopes you love him too.

Let me know what you think, do you want more? A NSFW version? Drop me a comment!

[glennethph]

I know that it’s part of the Reacher narrative to be a drifter, to move from town to town, injustice to injustice. But I wish we stayed in Margrave: I miss Roscoe & Finlay.

[fandomcentral101]

Roscoe Conklin and Jack Reacher

Reacher 1x03

[very-uncorrect]

Jack Reacher bought like 5 slices of peach pie that he never got to eat mf deserves a whole pie in the last episode, even if he's had better

[kajaono]

That Reacher was the most ever watched Prime Original and there is no fandom for it is a crime

[imdonnalynn]

Why no love for Reacher and Neagley?

These two have a closer relationship than the average marriage.

I couldn't find a gif from the season 2 finale when they gave their airshake, but it felt to me like Neagley wanted to close that distance to actually touch him. And Reacher actually looks hopeful that she might finally feel comfortable to make the contact, but she doesn't and he's fine, she's fine, they're fine.

Reacher is very attentive to Neagley compared to anyone else.

I haven't read any of the books completely but I've read snippets, went back and forth with book fans. I heard there's a few occasions where Reacher and Neagley do physically touch and even once for like several solid minutes. I confess I found the passage and it was special.

Reacher season 2 is over. They're already filming season 3 and based off what little plot there is I don't know if we'll hear from or see Neagley next season.

Reacher is supposed to have a wild card season where he operates alone. No family, friends, colleagues anything familiar so I imagine it's from one of those plotted books.

This was a middle of the night couldn't sleep waiting to get sleepy again posts but it still makes sense 😴

[sowhumpful]

[guyfieriii]

Nothing pisses me off more is the missed potential of a good tv show.

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[holylulusworld]

BFG (2)

Summary: He’s new to town and just your type…

Pairing: Reacher x Plussized!Reader

Warnings: size kink, flirty reader, objectification of Reacher, language, violence, flirting

A/N: Please consider, that I do not follow the exact storyline of season one. Some characters known from the show may appear.

Catch up here: BFG (1)

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Reacher made himself scarce over the following days. If not for the missing pie in your fridge and the fixed sink, you’d believe Reacher didn’t come to your home at all.

You don’t know what kind of business he has to take care of in your sleepy town, and you don’t want to know. He’s the kind of person you don’t ask too many questions. 

“Morning,” you chirp when you walk in on Reacher wiping his mouth with the back of his hand. He emptied the rest of your orange juice, drinking right out of the carton.

“Morning,” he looks at you when you pass him by to look in the fridge. “I drank your orange juice and ate the leftovers. I’ll pay you back.”

“Nah, I’m glad you ate the lasagna,” you say while poking your head inside the fridge. “It’s great to have someone around who can eat. A big man needs a lot of food.”

“Uh-thanks,” he grins as you bend a little to look for the eggs. You stick your ass out, offering a perfect view of your ass to Reacher. “I took care of the sink in the kitchen, and I’ll have a look at the heater upstairs.”

“You earned your stay already.” You place the eggs on the counter. “Do you want to have breakfast before you go? I bet you didn’t get any food last night. No wonder you had to eat the leftovers.”

“I came back late and didn’t find the time to grab food,” he dips his head to watch you grab a pan. “I wouldn’t say no to eggs.”

“How about pancakes, eggs, and bacon,” you smirk. Reacher subconsciously licks his lips. He hums and drops his eyes to the eggs. “As long as you are around, I’ll make sure you eat well. I can’t have you starving.”

He laughs. A heartfelt laughter fills the room as you join him. It’s been a while since you felt comfortable enough around a man to be just you. 

That’s why you’re single at the moment. You hate playing a role and acting like you are a different person only because a man doesn’t like your attitude or personality. 

You are who you are. Nothing less and nothing more.

“You think I’m starving?” He challenges. 

“A man must eat to stay as big and tall as you,” you point out while unashamedly looking him up and down. “Now, pancakes yes or no?”

“I won’t say no to some pancakes and eggs…and bacon. Can I help you? I’m not a great cook, but I know a few tricks.”

“I bet you do,” you coo, and smirk. This man is a force of nature, and you try to show him that you can hold up with him. “What do you have up your sleeve, Mr. Reacher?”

Cocking your head, you watch him wipe his hand on his shirt. 

“Just Reacher, mom called me that too,” he says. “And she taught me a thing or two when it comes to cooking.” He reaches for the eggs. “I can prepare the pancakes if you want me to.”

“Your mom,” you hum. “I learned baking and cooking from granny and my mom.”

“Your door needs fixing too,” he casually says while cracking the eggs. “I’ll take care of it tomorrow.”

“Oh?” you quirk a brow. “What’s wrong with my door?”

He sighs, long and a little exasperated. “It’s not safe. Anyone could break in and steal your leftovers,” his features darken, and he squares his jaw, “or worse.”

“I got a nice baseball bat I’m burning to test on someone’s face,” you grin, but your smile fades when he shakes his head. “What? I’m not some damsel in distress.”

“I know you are not but,” he places his hand on top of yours, “there are people out there stronger than you. Maybe even stronger than me.”

You glance at Reacher. Maybe he’s not wrong. This sleepy town used to be a safe and friendly place, but things changed.

“Okay,” you agree. “This town isn’t as safe as it used to be. If you have any suggestions, tell me. I’ll buy all you’ll need.”

Reacher and you work in silence, preparing breakfast for the two of you. You glance at him from time to time, wondering about his plans for this town. He came here for a reason. You only hope he stays a little longer than a few days…

“Coffee, black,” a familiar voice barks at Sally Ann. It could’ve been a nice day, but now it’s ruined. “Chop, chop! I don’t have all day. Move your ass.”

“A good morning to you too,” you glare at the unwelcome guest. Kliner jr. - a slimy bastard you can’t stand. He believes only because his daddy has more money than his spoiled son can count that he’s better than the other people in town. “What can we bring you today?”

“Coffee, black,” his tone doesn’t change, only the way he stares at you. He cocks his head to watch you turn around to get a cup for him. “You still got that juicy ass, huh? Did anyone already fuck it? Damn, I bet—”

His voice dies, and you hear something slam onto the counter. You assume he slammed his fist down. 

You twirl around to show him the way out only to watch Reacher press Kliner Jr.’s head to the counter.

He squares his jaw and lifts his hand only to slam the bastard’s head down onto the counter again.

“No one disrespects this lady in her diner or elsewhere,” Reacher whispers in Kliner Jr.’s ear. “I want you to nod if you understood what I said.”

“Do you know who my father is?” Kliner Jr. spats. He tries to act all tough, but it takes anything in him to not wet his pants. This beast of a man holds his head pinned to the counter and he’s got no clue how to free himself. “He’ll … he’ll…”

“He will do shit boy,” you snap at Kliner Jr. “Now get out of my diner or I will let you arrest for harassment.”

“Bitch!”

Reacher grabs Kliner Jr. but his neck, ready to slam him onto the counter again. “I want you to apologize to this lady. And you better mean it.”

“Fuck you!”

“Reacher. Stop.” You shake your head. “I’d like to tell you that he got the message, but he didn’t. He’s one of these guys who need a kick in the balls to leave a woman alone. I just don’t think anything will fix the mess in his head.”

Reacher looks you straight in the eyes, silently asking you if you want him to hurt Kliner Jr. even more. “You will get out of the diner and never come back. If I hear about you harassing her again, you will wish that you were never born.”

He releases Kliner Jr. and pushes him toward the door. “You are banned from the diner. Never come back.” You yell after him.

“Your coffee tastes like sweat either way,” Kliner Jr. spats while spitting blood onto the floor. “You fucked with the wrong guy.”

“You wish,” you snap and get your baseball bat out from under the counter. “You should be thankful he took care of you, not me. Betsy my bat would’ve made sure that you’ll never have a Kliner Jr.”

“You didn’t lie about that bat,” Reacher points at the baseball bat on the counter. “I knew you were trouble.”

“I could say the same about you.” You both chuckle at your flirty banter. “How about I give you a slice of pie for your help, sweetie.”

“That pet name sticks, huh?” He plops down on his seat. “Do you want me to wipe the counter?” Reacher looks at the blood on the counter. “I can clean up.”

“You handled the bastard, I can handle a little blood,” you wink at Reacher. “What do you want? Cherry, apple, or peach.”

“You know my taste.” 

“I see you are already working on my door,” you duck under Reacher’s arm to enter your house. “You know, I wanted to pay for the things you’ll need to make it safer.”

“I got it handled,” he shrugs and goes back to work. It looks like he is trying to protect the crown jewels or something. “I bought orange juice too.”

“Well, if you are done for today,” you lean against the wall next to Reacher, “I’ll make you something for dinner.”

He looks at you and smirks. “I’d like that. I’m almost finished.”

“I’ll be waiting for you in the kitchen. I got a beer for you too.”

You walk toward the kitchen, swaying your hips as you feel his eyes on you.

Smiling to yourself you decide to not let this man slip through your fingers.

Part 3

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[theywhowriteandknowthings]

GN reader x Reacher thots.

Warnings: choking mention; sir kink? Size kink; begging; blowjob insinuation; light smut; no use of Y/N, no gender, race, or physical description of reader; reader is smaller than Reacher(who isn’t?)

Ok but Jack Reacher caging you in as he smirks down at you. His broad palms splayed either side of your head. His blue-green eyes rake over your form slowly.

“Say it,” he growls, “Tell me what you need.”

“Need you,” your voice is hoarse as he dips his head to your ear, breath fanning out across your slick skin.

“Need me huh?” He laughs as he runs the plane of his nose against your cheek, “What do you need from me? Come on, details matter.”

“Need you to fuck me, Reacher please,” your voice is pathetic, breathy, as you beg.

“See, that wasn’t so hard was it?” He grazes your lobe with his teeth.

“No, Sir.”

“On your knees,” he growls as he wraps his broad hand around your neck, “Show me how much you need me.”

I want to write more Reacher so bad but I have so many WIPs

Wrote this while at a hair salon, the thirst is real.

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[southernbluebellereader]

Ok I’m almost done with episode 3 of Reacher but why the fuck is he so big?

Like I know he’s like 6’2 infinity and beyond and thicker than Mount Rushmore but like season 2 Reacher is definitely bigger than season 1 Reacher.

LIKE WHAT DID HE EAT?

WHO DID HE EAT?

CAN HE EAT ME?

[whumpslist]

Reacher’s whumps’ list

[referred to main male character: Jack Reacher, portrayed by Alan Ritchson.]

Season 1 [referred to Lee Child's book "Killing Floor" (1997)]

.01: arrested and locked into a cell, into a prison cell and brief scuffle, ambushed and rough fights. blood splatters on his prison jumpsuit, bruised eyebrown and cheek and groaning, harsh confrontation, upsetting news and grief.

.02: bruised eyebrown and cheek from previous episode, upset for his brother's murder, argued, provocked and brief scuffle, argued, ambushed and attacked, fought against armed men and cut on his back, bloody eyebrown, taken care on the field, old scar on his flank.

.03: bruised face from previous episodes, brief scuffles twice, followed, fought.

.04: bruised face from previous episodes, mourning his brother, shot at and into a gunfight, chased and fought, under gunpoint, slapped in the face and argued, upset.

.05: bruised face from previous episodes, brief scuffle, insulted and harsh confrontation, brief scuffle, into a car accident and into the river.

.06: bruised face from previous episodes, followed and rough fight.

.07: bruised face from previous episodes, attacked and various fights, rough fight and knocked out into the water, fought and groaning, heavily panting and exhausted, grunting.

.08: bruised face from previous episodes, under gunpoint and blackmailed, into a gunfight, brief fights with and without guns, rough fight; in the past: emotional distress and tears rolling down his cheeks.

Season 2 [referred to Lee Child's book "Bad Luck and Trouble" (2007)]

.01: brief scuffle, received upsetting news twice; in the past: scuffle and broken lip; brief scuffle twice and knife pointed at him.

.02: brief scuffle, upset, rough fights, cut and taken care of by himself.

.03: arrested and handcuffed, into an ambush and gunfights.

.04: surrounded and fought against multiple armed men.

.05: in the past: undercover, scuffle and under gunfire, almost hit; upset, badly argued, under snipers' gunfire, received upsetting news.

.06: in the past: argued; into a furios gunfight, various fights.

.07: upset; in the past: argued; scuffle, blackmailed, surrended himself.

.08: handcuffed, brief scuffle, tortured and bruised face, upset, rescued, into a furious gunfight, rough fights and stabbed int his forearm, two dressings stained with blood.

RENEWED FOR A THIRD SEASON

[kajaono]

Reacher being like: „I am being arrested. Totally fair thing to do. I am super chill about that.“

„for murder!“

„Wait! What??“

His face journey is amazing 😂

[frownyalfred]

Sorry if this is random but that time you posted about Jason being built like reacher made me search the show, and then binge the entire first season right before my digital systems hardware LMAO 😀👍

So I was wondering what you thought of it. I personally enjoyed the show very much although it was a bit cliche and white straight male fantasy-esque, that made it charming and amusing in its own way I think

(also having watched 8 hours of Alan ritchson, the Jason reacher imagery is absolutely amazing)

I actually didn’t finish season 1 of Reacher because it made me roll my eyes WAY too many times.

However I greatly enjoyed the first half of season 2 because I think the story shifted a little bit away from those cliches (though they’re definitely still present).

I mostly like watching the main actor walk around with limbs the size of tree trunks. He’s so big! Sometimes he’s terrifying and sometimes he just looks SO awkward. It’s giving me so many Jason headcanons.

[godiva-duchess]

The chemistry in season 2 of Reacher was honestly immaculate. It worked so well and everyone had their part adding to the team. And for once I can agree about the platonic relationship/ friendship between Reacher and Neagley. I didn’t finish season 1 so I didn’t know she appeared in season 1. But she’s my FAVORITE out of season 2. She’s obviously his right hand and even though she calls him boss, she’s his equal.

I did go back and watch her scenes from season 1 and they got butt ass naked in front of of each other and it was nothing. No lingering looks ( as they did look at each other to discuss what happened as they changed) or sexual undertones at all. But the friendship, respect and love is there.