#alan ritchson imagine

[nouearth]

the boy next door.

pairing. alan ritchson x male reader headcanon.

summary. with his profile brewing in hollywood, projects are consistently lining up for alan, and the last thing he needs is a new roommate getting in the way of his stress. unless, reader finds himself becoming alan's personal stress-ball?

content warning. camboy!au, camboy!reader, top!alan, bottom!reader, food!play (cucumber as dildo), muscle worship, size difference, spitting, oral (r!giving on dildo), dirty talk, verbal, masturbation, alan and reader are roommates.

moving in.

roommate!alan who surprises you with his massive stature when he greets you on move-in day.

it was jaw-dropping. well, almost so. you were luckily aware enough to catch the slack of your jaw from relaxing any further. any second longer, and you would've been hypnotized into submission by the man's brawn physicality; massive chest, bulging arms, and thick fingers—traits you would find yourself drooling about.

"hey, uh... (m/n), right? is that how you say your last name?" "spot on! and... alan. man, your name already sounds like a celebrity, i'm jealous." "haha, hopefully the casting directors feel the same way."

roommate!alan who helps you with your luggages without a single request from your end.

aside from being eye-candy, alan utilized his muscles for the greater good and brought your belongings from the trunk of your car, to the front of your door in a matter of minutes. even when you pleaded him not to, he went on ahead while urging you to take a rest after the long drive across the city.

you complained, though half-heartedly because your ass was sore from driving all day. his massive arms were a distraction as the veins surged through every muscle of fiber like lightning.

"you really didn't need to do all of that—" "hey, you're saving me from shelling out an extra thousand by being my roommate. plus, you seem... normal? that's the least i could do." "normal? pft, i don't know about that. but i will say, your kind gestures have put you on my 'no-kill' list." "let's backpedal a bit. is it too late to kick you out?"

roommate!alan who has already taken a liking towards you in the few hours you two have spent together to unpack.

saying that people 'stared' at alan would be underplaying what they've actually done. it was a daily occurrence to catch people gawking at his stature. whether it was with astonishment, intimidation, lust, or hostility, all eyes were on him, collective eyes and gasps piecing together how a man could look the way he does. some whispered 'steroids', others envied his dedication.

as uncomfortable as it could be at times, he liked the attention knowing he'd be the subject of one's conversation to another friend.

with you, it was no different. he'd caught you several times staring at his arms from across the room. or maybe it was his shoulders? how they perfectly filled his shirt out from seam to seam? either way, you were enchanted, especially when he'd nonchalantly flex his muscles every now and then in hopes he'd catch your eye.

and he could say the same about himself when he'd catch you bent over, ass raised high while you dug inside of your boxes to unpack the remaining decor you had brought with you.

until that moment, he never noticed how much smaller you were compared to his, the top of your head barely meeting his chin if he was to line you up. how much of a desire had awakened to have you in his arms, just to see how you perfectly fit into his body.

getting to know each other.

roommate!alan who has already learned of your habits, likes and dislikes, and hobbies within a few weeks of you moving in.

it was the small stuff that you found yourself gushing over. you two almost always had dinner together on the couch. condiments on the side for you, ketchup over his fries for him.

whether it was homemade or takeout, the best memories being made between the two of you were simply eating in front of the tv and watching alan's roles despite his reluctance.

you would cheer whenever he appeared on the screen, the camera somehow making him seem smaller than he appeared to be in real life. it was impressive, and once again, you found yourself drawn to the sheer size of muscles beside you.

throbbing, even at the simplest touch, as he gave your shoulders squeeze amidst passing by you to collect your plate.

"have to head to bed early. got an audition in the morning." "awesome! was this the one you were telling me about earlier?""yep. i worked with the director once, so fingers crossed?"

roommate!alan who can read your body language early on, and senses that you're hiding something from him.

it was that one question that either turned you into stone, or a babbling buffoon as you would try to avoid the subject.

your occupation.

he didn't know much other than the fact that you worked from home, which was why your bedroom was so intricately set up like a tech start-up.

four different types of cameras, a gaming chair, several monitors for one pc; it was intricate and honestly, alan didn't really understand it.

"so, you don't have to say yes or no, but..." "hm..?""are you a youtuber? like, one of those tech guys who reviews new phones and stuff?""something like that, i guess?" "is it mentally draining?" "more so... physically?"

roommate!alan who asks about your day after coming home from a shoot.

you looked exhausted, drained, wrecked—images of you that he never thought would rile him up. yet, as you groggily came out of your room with flushed skin, and a thirst that needed to be quenched, alan was equally parched just watching you recover your breath in between gulps of water.

cluttered state of mind.

roommate!alan who merely offers you a look of annoyance when you greet him after he arrives home.

you've recognized that look by now, and all you could simply provide was his dinner plate, and a sympathetic pat on the back.

"listen, i know a friend and he has a mutual that can help you—" "not in the mood right now, (m/n).""just trying to help, alan."

roommate!alan who ends the night early, leaving you on the couch with his plate left untouched.

it was awkward, to simply put it. the show you put on happened to be the one he was auditioning for, and then ultimately flunked because he forgot his script. from the corner of your eye, you could see his jaw tightening, straining, fork scraping against the ceramic plate as he pushed the fried rice in a corner, and then eastward, because that corner was empty.

though, is it wrong to say that you found it hot? if only there was a less forward and awkward way of saying, 'hey, i'd love to take your mind off of things right now. let me suck you off.'

secret unlocked.

stressed!alan who spends half-an-hour in the shower contemplating whether this career was worth it.

countless of potential roles never making it pass the call-back stage; he was growing exhausted from it. driving from city to city, filling his car with gas that would amount to nothing in the end. he could only stretch his royalties out for so much longer, and—

no, he wasn't a quitter. the last time he felt like this, the next audition was a success. if predictions are right, he'd consider this madness a sign of luck, at least for the meantime.

stressed!alan who needs something to take out his frustration on.

maybe he should head to the gym? no, he already showered. and it was already getting too late for his liking to drive back and forth at this time, even if he wasn't tired.

at the corner of his eye, his laptop glinted with a sparkle.

some good porn would fix him.

stressed!alan who has one hand down his sweats, and the other calmly scrolling through his favorite cam site.

his lips grew chapped, licking them from time to time as he watched the page load without the decency to sugar-coat its offerings. his sight was immediately assaulted with moving thumbnails of women, and men under the spell of their own lust. some squirmed from the uncontrollable feeling of being filled, while others preferred talking to their patrons, touching themselves to the pixelated smut sent through the chat.

stressed!alan who has you on his mind despite the options to choose from, and he squeezes his large balls in his hand.

the cursor maneuvered respectfully around one performer’s breasts and another’s erection in its journey to the filter list. the drop-down menu pulled open and alan checked off the men within his age range. 

with a quick load, the website refreshed with a new assortment of performers, and his cock began to sprout at the moving thumbnails. his hand immediately began to feed his growing bulge with gentle squeezes and rubs as he scrolled what seemed to be endless cycle of camboys.

the sudden warmth of his clothes stuck uncomfortably to his skin. alan removed each article within seconds, yet the flush of his skin remained, ached as it yearned for the physical touch of the seductive men beckoning him.

stressed!alan who felt the world had stopped. the heat frozen in his cheeks, his hands equally mirroring as he hovered over a familiar face. strained, orbs dilated and wandering, and holy shit—so fucking inviting.

it was you.

stressed!alan who watches your stream for a few minutes to decipher if it was truly you before shamelessly stroking his cock after he confirms that it was.

sweat dribbled over your neck and body in diverging streams. your legs were raised on their own accord, thick thighs shaking from the muscles working overdrive to keep you still and perfectly centered before your webcam.

stressed!alan who couldn't believe what he was seeing. it all made sense now, why you were so reluctant to tell what you truly did.

you were a fucking whore. a whore for the internet for everyone to goon to, to cum to. he can imagine it now, how much pleasure you'd given these men as he watched you fuck yourself with a cucumber.

and he was one of them. alan's large cock was manhandled by his hand, stroking sloppily with an ample amount of lube squeezed over the flesh of throbbing muscle.

all those memories of you looking so wrecked came fluttering in. you looked wrecked because you were fucking wrecked.

by a fucking cucumber.

and alan has never been so envious of a vegetable despite eating them on a daily.

you were plunging your tight hole with a long cucumber, slickly lubed from the condom over the girth of the green plant. with every push of your wrist, your legs caved into the pressure to set themselves down, but every time the crown of the plant pressed into your prostate, you were reminded of the viewers who had been donating, their pop-up messages urging you to keep them up 'like a good boy.'

stressed!alan who jerks himself off to the rhythm of your wrist.

every time you sank the thick cucumber inside of you, alan paced himself to match your tempo, plunging himself into his closed fist, mimicking your refusing hole by opening his fingers one-by-one, until he had fully breached through.

stressed!alan who mutters to himself, who mutters words that you couldn't hear because you were busy pleasuring yourself for hundreds of men watching you.

"fuck yeah, take that dick..." "too big for you?""fuck, we'll make it fit."

stressed!alan who imagines himself fucking into you.

he knew his cock was big. he'd been told countless of times, by men and women, and lots of time, they would quit a few minutes in because it was just too much.

but you, he was certain that you were able to take him. because—fuck—alan was bigger than that cucumber you were fucking yourself open with. it needed a glorious amount of lube, like what you had displayed before him, dripping heavily from your abused cavity, but luckily, you had experience in handling big sizes, right?

you'd take him, like the 'good boy' the users were spamming in the chatbox. you'd take him with your eyes forced shut from him stretching you out. from alan's impatience and reluctance to wait for you to adjust to him, because he's fucking furious at you.

why didn't you tell him sooner? why were you hiding this from him? how could you be so selfish and leave him blue-balled whenever you'd come out in those shorts of yours? teasing him with the smallest glimpse of your inner thighs?

if he could ever lay his hands on you, he'd show no mercy. fucking your ass doggy-style till your cheeks clapped. plunging you with his cock as you spread your legs open for him. locking your throat with his arm while he's under you, your back pressed to his chest, rendering you trapped within his embrace. you'd take his cock in every position, in every state, whether you'd like it or not, because you were a good, fucking, boy.

stressed!alan who spits on his cock because you began simultaneously filling your mouth up with a dildo.

spit. god, there was so much spit coming out of your mouth. you loved pushing yourself to the limit, alan could see it. the light leaving your eyes whenever you pushed the dildo a little too far to the back of your throat. that could be his cock, if you let him.

he imagined how warm your mouth would be. how perfectly shaped it's made for his thick, meaty cock. he had the perfect curve to make it a struggle to swallow him down, but like he noticed, you loved a challenge, didn't you?

alan's cock was plump, and beaten red in his hand. noises similar to the sound of you sucking off the dildo were made with his hand, his spit and lube sloshing together in a lewd symphony that could be heard from your room if you'd learn to shut up.

"choke on it, gag on that fucking dick..." "fuck yeah, spit on it.""good fucking boy."

stressed!alan who's nearing his climax from watching you tease the camera with your hole.

you repeated countless of profanities after every plunge of the cucumber flushing deep inside of you. you made sure to buy the girthiest one; they loved seeing your asshole gape at the end of the stream. twisting your wrist, you could feel the subtle ridges of the cucumber, violating your guts with its nature, and it was all-so glorious. the size, the texture, the viewers, the sound of donations coming in, the ‘thank you’ messages after for making them come; you were a true star within this community and it evidently showed when you finally hit your donation goal for the night.

alan fucked his fist, nearly coming to the sight of your gaping hole when you yanked the cucumber out of you like a sword-wielding knight ready to slay a dragon.

it was beautiful, watching you desperately hold onto the physical being of the cucumber, but all there was to it in the end was the memory of its girth. your hole was perfectly molded it, clenching and pursing, blowing fluttering kisses to the camera, to alan.

and if it was up to him, he'd ram his cock into you by now, not letting a second to spare in fucking you until your muscles felt like jelly, because fuck, you were so enticing like this. head lolled back, mouth open with your tongue hanging out as if you had a dripping cock to catch its cum above you.

the sound of donations kept chiming in, and alan knew he wasn't alone in this enchantment.

one more hit to your prostate, and you came undone in seconds. thick spurts of cum shot at your chest from your current position, then at your face when you raised your hips a little higher and pumped your cock with a ravishing fist. the sound of donations rang like a police siren. if you were being profiled for a crime, it was because you couldn’t hold in your cum any longer like one user had begged for you to.

stressed!alan who perfectly aligns his orgasm with yours and blows multiple loads on the screen on his laptop. his moans came out in hushed stutters, countering your choked whimpers that would then break out into begs for cum.

"fuck, fuck, fuck. i need your cum, i need it. give me all of it, fuck. all over my body. in my ass. on my face. i need that load."

his cum came out in thick, pulsating ropes, flying forward to land on the image of you resuming to fuck yourself to your audience's collective orgasm. this time, at a closer view, as you centered the camera to fill the stream with a screenful of ass and a gaping hole. it was your fans' favorite part of the stream, the chat exploding in several fire emojis and astonishment as you showed your pretty insides blooming for thick, endless spunk.

it was hypnotizing, almost as if you were really there before him.

with one hand, alan brought his laptop in between his legs, and smeared his own cum over the blooming resolution of his screen. feigning a breeding, he slides his cock over his cum, over his laptop screen, while you moaned in the background, begging lewdly for cum, to be filled, to be bred, to be dripping, to be fucked, and alan doesn't know what came over him, but another load automatically came out of him like some kind of spell.

"h-holy shit...""fuck, yeah... give me that load, all your load... are my fans breeding me right now?"

alan painted you until you were practically hidden beneath the layers of his orgasm. translucent white blurred the screen, but he could still make out your silhouette. sitting now, exhausted, wrecked, evidently too tired to be bothered to clean up the mess you made on your body.

and just like that, his head felt lighter. all of his worries had left with every dump of load over your pixelated hole, and yours as well, as you leaned back to catch your breath with your eyes closed. his breathing matched the pace of yours, together, collectively, and all he could do was shortly laugh at the situation before him.

roommate!alan who greets you in the morning with a strange smirk as you made yourself breakfast.

"i can see why your job is physically draining now." "hm?" you yawned. "what are you talking—"

roommate!alan who pulls out a cucumber from the fridge, and cuts it into thin slices for his morning smoothie.

"i-i can explain—""you can make it up to me tonight."

he popped a slice into his mouth after.

nouearth. please do not repost, plagiarize, or translate my works. and if you like this story, please reblog and leave a like!

[cassiopeia-grimm]

Imagine

Meet the new Leverage team.

The master mind : Timothy Northood

Grifter : Amélia Wesson

Hacker : Liam Mills

Thief : Kate Williams

Hitter : Caleb Sinners

[itsstrange]

Hey Ya’ll.

I’m Planning On Posting Something Meanwhile I Finish My Other Fic I’ve Got In The Works!

I Was Originally Going To Wait To Update My Publication After a Month Or So Like I Always Do, But I Think I’m Gonna Start Updating This Page With New Fics Every Other 2-3 Weeks. That’s IF The Fic Is Nearly Finished and IF It’s Ready To Be Published!! 🩵

So With That Being Said! This Upcoming Fic Is For All The Boys Fandom Out there! 🫶🩵

P.S: My Next Publication Afterwards Will Be Jack Reacher. Aka, Alan Ritchson! So Stay Tuned For that!!

[the-imaginative-hobbyist]

What if...Alan Ritchson had played Thor?

[magicalgardenofhypnosis]

Alan’s Spa Day

Alan Ritchson flew off the continent of North America to secret hidden location of his own choice as the helicopter lands the propellers stop and he exits to see one skinny young man who is awaiting him. Alan stood tall over him like fucking tower built like a tank walking up to him as his feet pounds the feet because he is so god damn heavy and walks in to a swinging door to his new life. The man guiding him in to the side hall way to lead him in to the locker room as he lifts his shirt up exposing his body to the air that inhabits the room something about the room gets to him. The shirt flips through the air as his hands land on to his pants firmly landing on to the tip of his as he swoons and he his hands are now firmly planted on to his belt as he is at it undoing the belt letting it drop to the floor in a quick action. The man exits the room in to another side of the building standing in front of a private control booth closing the door as I flick the switch and everything locks down flicking another switch as the intensity of the air fills the room.He begins to swoon as I can hear him begin to struggle removing his pants kicking them off of his feet landing on to the bench he is sweating and wiping off the watts on his body he takes a deep huff and he laughs his butt off.I flip another switch as the camera blurs on to the television dropping his pants as his defining muscles sculpting like a God begin to ripple before me, he spun about with his ass so huge popping up as if jiggle a bit in action. A smile spreading across his face with facial expression as he bigs to giggle loudly out of control, he grabs his cock to begin to play with it slinging down as he is stroking with it so hard and I can’t wait to see the moment he cums. “OH FUCK! AHH! WHAT? OOOHHH! How the hell am I so hard right now? I can’t cum! What the fuck? Ahh fuck! FUCK!” He screams as his back falls on to the bench crying pain, pleasure and lust.

“Behind a door panel with lift upward to the ceiling.”

“I see it! Should I walk through.”

“Obviously! Hurry up”

“Yes Sir!”

“Put on the clothes I left on the bed”

“Yes Sir! Why do I feel so hard and weird?”

“It’s the air purifier cleaning you up “

“Oh duh! This is a spa”

“You funded the venture “

“It’s a celebrity private club”

“Do some poses “

“Yeah grab that guitar “

“Do some dances “

“Bust a move”

“Oh God! I am hard “

“Show me some ass”

“You are hot”

“Bitch please “

“They are for the sponsorship”

“Every ad campaign”

“Imagine you are so hot”

“Everyone wants you “

“Wants to be “

“Haha”

“You think so?”

“Don’t Move”

“Sorry babe!”

“Babe!”

“We are together “

“You got it”

“Do you love me Alan?”

“From here to the moon”

“Yes babe”

“Join me babe”

“Hell yeah!”

“I’ll be in the spa”

“I love it”

“What dummy?”

“You grabbed my ass”

“Swat”

“Ouch!”

“Follow the arrow”

“Wicked it’s gym”

“It’s 2024”

“Whatever “

“Get to work bitch”

“I love being demeaned “

“Fuck off!”

“You are hot”

“I know “

“Babe”

“Yes babe”

“Mind if I sit on your lap”

“Getting hard “

“Good job!”

“What a bitch?”

“Thank you sir”

“I think I’ll cop a few”

“Do what you want?”

“That not me”

“Swat”

“Oh God!”

“I am hard”

“Damn! You are awesome “

“You are using me”

“I can’t wait to fuck you”

“Oh yeah?”

“Rock you like a jungle gym”

“Make you swoon”

“Yes babe”

“I am all yours “

“What did you do to me?”

STOP!”

“Excuse me!”

“You are teasing me”

“No! I am not “

“Bro”

“Fine”

“I’ll fuck you”

“The spa is awesome “

“It’s special “

“Indeed”

“It fixes you “

“Improves your health “

“Dumbs you down”

“Makes you a bro”

“Makes you addicted “

“Drives you mad”

“I became yours”

the end

[southernbluebellereader]

MASTERLIST

Who I write for: Call of Duty (Preferably MW2 and MW3); Star Trek (everything up to Enterprise + Strange New Worlds); Slashers (Jason Voorhees, Michael Myers); Jack Reacher (Alan Ritchson); SIX (coming soon)

REQUESTS: Closed | INBOX: Open | TAG LIST: Click Here | (*) = WIP

Last Update: November 12, 2024

{JACK REACHER}

| JACK REACHER (Alan Ritchson) |

General Headcanons

General Headcanons Part 2

X Fem! Southern Waitress

Peach Pie and Cream

{CALL OF DUTY}

| IMAGINES/HEADCANONS/REQUESTS |

Imagine Dancing with Alejandro Vargas and Rodolfo “Rudy” Parra

Imagine Dancing with John Price, Ghost, and Soap

Do They Know How to Take a Bra Off? (COD 141 + Alejandro, Rudy, & König)

Routines (Taskforce 141 x Southern Hairdresser Reader (PLATONIC))

Routines Part 2 (Taskforce 141 x Southern Hairdresser Reader (PLATONIC))

Tenderheart Bear (141 x People Pleaser F! Field Medic (PLATONIC))

How would the 141 react to you getting your nails done? (COD MW2) (Task Force 141 - Semi-NSFW)

(18) Request: Imagine Ghost & König with an anal vibrator

Request: 141 x Reader w/ Psoriasis & Vitiligo (SFW & Platonic)

Request: Taskforce 141 x Reader with rumors of being a slut

(18+) Request: Kvinlig Demon (141 x F! Reader w/ Womb Tattoo)

| CAPTAIN JOHN PRICE |

Requests

(18+) NSFW Price x Younger S/O & he is wrapped around your finger ;)

(18+) NSFW Daddy Price x Wife (this a little *spicy*)

Family Day (x Wife Reader; y'all and the 141 go to Disney World as a family)

Personal Nurse (x Nurse F! Reader)

Leg Warmers (x Reader w/ misaligned knee caps)

*Price begging - collar - sub!Price

X Female Escort Reader

[PART 1] Don’t Look At Me Like That (FLUFF/LITTLE ANGST)

[PART 2] Excitement in Patience (18+ MATURE)

[PART 3] Cup of Coffee (Kinda of a prequel)

X Female Wife Reader

Gray Hairs (FLUFF)

X Young Reader with Facial Scars

[PART 1] Bruised Apple (Platonic, Angst, Facial Scars, Mention of Violence)

[PART 2] Apple Slices (DITTO [Mention of Violence & Trauma])

[PART 3] Apple Pie (Platonic, going on slightly romantic, Angst, Fluffity Fluff)

X MILF Single Mom

Forbidden (Fluff, Innuendos, Brief mention of violence)

| LIEUTENANT SIMON “GHOST” RILEY |

Requests

Drake (x AFAB Teammate w/ Tattoo; Simon seeing their tattoo for the first time)

Turquesa (x AFAB Latinx Nurse Reader)

Midnight Dining (x AFAB Civilian Reader (leather jacket Ghost))

Emergency Snack Run (x AFAB Gas Station Clerk)

Personal Mechanic (Mechanic Ghost x AFAB Reader)

X Female Southern Cook

[PART 1] Midnight Snack (FLUFF & PLATONIC)

[PART 2] Tomato, Tom-ah-to (FLUFF & PLATONIC)

[PART 3] Bag of Peas (FLUFF & PLATONIC)

[PART 4] Hash Browns (FLUFF & MOSTLY PLATONIC)

[PART 5] Prickly Pear (FLUFF & DEF NOT PLATONIC ANYMORE)

[PART 6] Peaches and Cream (FLUFF, ANGST, LOVEY DOVEY)

[PART 7] Chicken and Dumplings (VERY ANGST, A LITTLE VIOLENCE)

[PART 8] Hot Links (FLUFFITY FLUFF FLUFF LOVEY DOVEY)

X Female Reader

(18+) Hot For Teacher (Simon's S/O gets a teacher costume for Halloween)

Being Chosen…By A Baby (Single Mom Reader)

| COLONEL ALEJANDRO VARGAS |

X Female Wife Reader

Forehead Kisses (FLUFF)

Alejandro and His Big Ol' Forehead - One, Two, Three, Four

| SERGEANT KEEGAN P. RUSS (COD GHOSTS) |

Fun and Games (x F! reader) (PLATONIC) - His name is said in a funny accent

| SERGEANT KYLE "GAZ" GARRICK |

Requests

A little nosy, aren't we? (x F! Reader gets caught looking at his social media)

(18+) Car Shenanigans (x F! Reader giving head/getting fingered)

Post-Mission Angst (x AFAB Reader)

X Female Signaler/Radiowoman Reader

Guardian Angel (bubbling relationship)

| KÖNIG |

How he likes to show affection by holding you close (xGN Reader)

| COMMANDER PHILLIP GRAVES |

X Pregnant Wife Reader

First Time Husband (first-time pregnancy; little angst, fluff)

| SERGEANT LOGAN WALKER (COD GHOSTS) |

Requests

Headcanons (Both SFW and NSFW)

What would Logan be like as a Father? (fuffity fluff fluff)

Headcanons Part 2 (Both SFW and NSFW)

| SOBIESŁAW "GROMSKO" KOŚCIUSZKO |

General Headcanons (SFW and NSFW)

Supportive Soft Friend (SFW Fluff)

| KATE LASWELL |

x Wife Reader

My Wife (fluffity fluff fluff)

| ALEX KELLER |

x F! New Yorker Medic Reader

Polar Opposites (Golden Retriever Alex, Black Cat Reader; Fluff)

| SERGEANT JOHNNY "SOAP" MACTAVISH |

Requests

*Dilf! Johnny x Babysitter

x F! Reader

Calling Him "Stud"

{STAR TREK}

| IMAGINES/HEADCANONS |

Kirk, Spock, & Bones x Southern Reader (SFW)

Do They Know How to Take Bra Off? (Kirk, Bones, Spock, Scotty, Chekov)

| DOCTOR LEONARD “BONES” MCCOY |

X Female Nurse Practitioner

Medical Couple (FLUFF LOVEY DOVEY; TOS/REBOOT MOVIES)

| FIRST COMMANDER SPOCK |

Requests

Pop of Color (x F! Betazoid Quartermaster/Seamstress; STRANGE NEW WORLDS)

{SLASHERS}

| JASON VOORHEES |

X Female Camp Counselor

Instinct (stalking)

{SIX}

| JOE "BEAR" GRAVES |

Requests

Request: Joe Graves X Younger Wife/GF Headcanons

[eowynstwin]

About Ghost’s face—generally I don’t like Alan Ritchson for Ghost, I think most of the time he’s too pretty, but this angle and this level of beat up gets close to what I imagine for Ghost. Y’know, minus the blood. Sometimes.

Just, a bit odd looking. A handsome kind of ugly. You know what I mean.

[myfandomrealitea]

Hey so i was wondering if you have a piece on how fanfics about real people. Been in fandoms since 2012 and well growing up in such places you learn ( just like you wrote in your fanfic’s are a restaurant, don’t order it if you don’t like it)

(All within reason)

You can enjoy what to read. Your business no need to push it down someone’s throat neither is someone pushing anything for you to like. Don’t like it, it isn’t for you, move on.

I wrote something recently saying how surprised i am I didn’t find fanfic’s on a certain actor, seen as there is always something for everyone. Then someone jumps my throat and says how unacceptable it is to write about actual people.

I remember vividly this conversation has been had in the sherlock fandom when Benedict found some fic’s about him and it started the conversation “ actor fanfic’s; okay or not”

I told this person to move on and mind their business. If it isn’t for you, move on. There is plenty of fanfics for henry cavill / jensen ackels and other known actors so what is the problem with me asking about a new person who is on the come up. It isn’t a niche choice i know that actor ( alan ritchson) is going to have quite the fanbase after the ministry of ungentlemanly warfare.

So please tell me, am i crazy? I remember the debate years ago on fanfic morality being settled with the verdict of “ as long as you are not a creep who is walking up to actors or bothering them with fic’s about THEM not characters and keeping to yourself as ang other fic… you do you”

RPF is a touchy spot for a lot of people, but in short, writing RPF is perfectly fine provided you follow the typical safeguarding measures such as using sites like AO3, using proper tags to enable blacklisting, ect.

RPF is not and frankly has never been the problem. The problem is specific individuals with no regard or respect for real life boundaries and proper conduct.

Celebrities know RPF happens. Trust me; they know. They know people are on specific websites writing the nastiest rawdogging you can imagine.

Celebrities are also aware of the means by which they can avoid it. They are not clueless little creatures bumbling around and accidentally finding the likes of AO3. They know.

Just like with fan-to-fan content, its our job as their fans to respect their boundaries and choices by giving them the appropriate measures by which to control what parts of our world they see.

(Its part of why you'll never see me on the likes of Twitter sharing fanfic, fanart, ect. The filtering tools on Twitter are frankly appalling and the knowledge that my monsterfucking eggpreg ABO dystopian smutverse could end up on Henry Cavill's homefeed would leave me actually killing myself with a hammer.)

[manganiello]

imagining Alan Ritchson in the next Magic Mike movie in a thong

[thetzar]

Gloss & Cashmere

They were by far my Favourite Victors/Tributes:

• They were both Classically Beautiful.

• Perfect Casting Alan Ritchson & Stephanie Leigh Schlund whom are both literally G O R G E O U S.

• Back to Back Winners (63th Hunger Games & 64th Hunger Games). Impressive, I dare say.

• They were thick as thieves.

• Their Relationship, it's cute for me to think that Cashmere looks up to her Brother only for her to Volunteer 🙋‍♀️ for the next game. (Yes, I am aware that the Careers mostly Volunteer so it is normal).

��� If Gloss was considered a Desirable Victor , I can't fathom on how he must've tried to stop Cashmere from Volunteering knowing what he had to endure with the Capital Pervs & President Snow.

• If Cashmere did went behind Gloss in persistent to Volunteer after ignoring his plea or warning ⚠️ he would've been flabbergasted knowing his sister would face the same fate.

• I believe they both believed in each other that they would Survive without a doubt.

• They also know how to work the crowd specifically the Capitol.

• 100% Gloss was a Desirable Victor along side Cashmere . (Those Capitol Pervs would have alot of despicable/disturbing ideas on those two).

• The reaping for the 75th Hunger Games for District 1, 100% was rigged for two siblings. Coincidence ¿ I think not.

• Probably Gloss Voluntered after Cashmere was Picked ?

• Wasted potential in the 75th Hunger Games.

• I wouldn't be shocked if Snow actually wanted them dead since they would know alot about the secrets of the Capitol Pervs that used them.

• Cute that they invited Katniss to make a Hammock together & was described as 'polite but cool,' by katniss.

• Both suffered grievously (Sibling Trauma Bond).

• Can't imagine how their Parents must have felt when they were going back for the 75th Hunger Games, eventually losing both of them.  (Good Grief)

[annaphoenix1994]

Author's Interpretation of Characters

Masterlist - First Chapter

From the bottom of my heart, I sincerely thank you for considering reading this story! Throughout writing it, I've gathered images of my interpretation of what the characters will look like based on my opinion from information from the Call of Duty franchise as well as details from the comics. This is also a list of the main characters that have the most interaction! Please voice your opinions! I would love to see them!

I hope you enjoy! 

-A

Before we get to the introduction of characters, let's go over a little legend for understanding context for this story! 

^ Alan Ritchson as Simon Riley. Him in Reacher is just... *chef's kiss.*

^ Blake Lively as Kiera Dutton/Riley. I've gone back and forth between her and Kelly Reilly from Yellowstone since I reference Yellowstone a lot throughout this book and love Beth's character and we all know how intimidating she is! But I chose Blake Lively because she can look intimidating as well as look super sweet and I think that creates the balance I'm looking for with Kiera's character. And she's so pretty! 

^ Barry Sloane as Captain Price - of course! I personally don't think anyone else could bring Price's character to life like Barry!

^ Elliot Knight as Gaz - of course! 

^ Alain Mesa as Alejandro - of course! 

^ Bayardo de Murguia as Rudy - of course!

^ Neil Ellice as Soap - of course! 

^ Rohan Campbell as Jacob Riley (adult) - He was amazing in Halloween Ends and I think I saw a lot of similarities for him to fit into the image I portrayed for when Jacob grows up!

^ Isabel May as Evie Riley (adult). 

^ Jennifer Landon as Teeter - of course! We all need some comedic relief!

^ Buck Taylor as Charles "Bud" Dutton - Kiera's father. This man is one of the many damn great cowboys and I love his personality! He is also in Yellowstone!

^ Debra Jo Rupp as Eva Dutton - Kiera's mother - Okay, who doesn't love this woman? She is so sweet and charming, and I can definitely imagine her as a sweet and loving mother who can also get business done!

^ Kyle Silverstein as Baler Harrison (first appearance in chapter 87) - a new character that will have a rocky relationship with Simon and Kiera as his future is only held within their hands.

[weclassybouquetfun]

I'm seeing all of these headlines from critics about how ridiculous FAST X as if they are just learning what the Fast and Furious films are. They are ridiculous. And? So? Your point being? Are you going to write that Looney Toons cartoons are silly?

22 years, 10 films, countless implausible moments.

You're going to say the franchise is stupid because you have people driving through skyscrapers or parachuting with cars or even surfing on a car but you say nothing about how we're supposed to believe Paul Walker as an LAPD cop when no LAPD cop in the history of the force has ever looked like that?!

This is the real stretch of imagination.

FAST X. The X stands for X-TREME SPOILERS

THE GOOD -I like a bit of fan service and the franchise keeps doling out heaping helpings of it. We got Letty back, Han back, Owen Shaw, Deckard Shaw, Elena back (briefly), whoever the hell Lucas Black and Bow Wow played in TOKYO DRIFT, Hobbs back and now the gal - Gisele.

Their babies are no longer babies.

At this pace I can't even feel bad that John Cena's Jakob died because we didn't see his body. For all we know he could have jumped out the car when it exploded! We see Han's body and he still returned from the dead so...I'm just saying don't count your dead characters before they hatch.

-I loved that they tied this story into Fast Five because that film was my entry into the Fast and Furious films so I remember that one distinctly enough that I could appreciate how they re-did scenes to add the idea that Dante was in their orbit then.

-Following THE SUICIDE SQUAD's lead and relegating Scott Eastwood to bit player. This feels like they were just trying to help him retain his SAG-AFTRA health insurance.

-The twist with Alan Ritchson's character. They intro him giving a wall of exposition about how the "cult with cars" win everyone over and then we see him won over and I think, "Exactly. As it should be." But no! Mans was luring Dom into a false sense of security. Dom was probably too blinded by that tan Ritchson was sporting for some reason.

-Paul Walker's daughter Meadow having a small role. Wouldn't be la familia without her.

-Jason Momoa was having so much fun and he certainly made for an entertaining villain. I'm all in for a villain who wears nail polish and space buns. And I liked how they actually used his photos from his BAYWATCH: HAWAII and STARGATE ATLANTIS years instead of photoshopping it.

THE BAD -Momoa IMO didn't find a good balance between unhinged lunacy and camp. I wish he was able to blend the menacing aspects of the character into his character when he was being more flamboyant. I think an actor who pulled that balance off perfectly was Chris Pine in SMOKIN' ACES.

-I can turn my brain off, I want to be entertained. If I wanted to logic police these films I'd just tweet Neil DeGrasse Tyson and ask his opinion. That said, bad writing is bad writing and this film had some awful writing. The script was written by Justin Lin, Dan Mazeau (Wrath of Titans) and Zach Dean (The Tomorrow War). I like to think Justin Lin knew some parts of the script was absolute dog piss and quit because he didn't want to have to massage a performance out of his actors using those words.

Justin Lin when handing in the final draft to Universal.

-The CGI was so bad! Regressively so. It was like they were using 2001 technology in some of the big scenes.

THE REST A cliffhanger? Editors exist for a reason. You're telling me I am going to have to sit through another 2 hours watching Letty, Cipher and Gisele on their sub adventure through Antarctica, Deckard saving his mum, Dante acting like he's on RuPaul's Drag Race, Roman with the weak jokes (Tyrese isn't as funny as he thinks he is), then a race to hurriedly find a way to give Brie Larson something substantive to do and because everyone comes back, we will see the return of Mr. Nobody (Kurt Russell) and then shoehorn back in Rita Moreno to close out the film with another speech about family?

[fire-and-brimsdoughn]

Aiden Brenner - Biography

Is that ALAN RITCHSON? No, that’s AIDEN BRENNER. The 40 year old BREATH OF FIRE DRAGONBLOOD OMEGA MALE is a BAKER. If you ask their friends, they’re known to be WARM-HEARTED & TRUSTING, but beware, they’re also known to be GLUTTONOUS & OBLIVIOUS. Can you believe they’re from THE PRESENT? Me either.

tw: death

Ever since he was a child, Aiden never really knew who or what he was. His earliest memories simply involved living with his mother, where she would feed him baked goods as a treat after dinner. Life was satisfying and peaceful. He had no knowledge about who his father was, but Aiden never really felt pressured to ask. But the young blonde would find that he wouldn’t even have the time to ask.

There was a clear point in time where he remembered life taking a sharp turn. One day, his mother had started packing everything up and hurried him along to do the same. The young dragonborn didn’t understand what was happening, but the flustered panic in his mother’s voice frightened the child. Their life turned into a mix of hiding out at various places and long days where they would travel as far as they could. Whether it was through hitchhiking, taking the trains, or walking in the dead of night, the young boy clung to his mother’s hand tightly, never wanting to let go. 

His mother had filled his ears about a safe haven for people like them, encouraging him to seek out the town that shielded people like them from the outside world. Aiden soon learned that there were people hunting them, hunting them because they were different. He never truly understood the danger that followed them, until one day, when the hunters had caught up to them. His mother urged him to hurry down the hill, never to look back. Aiden, sobbing and stumbling like the lost child he was, pleaded and begged for his mother to not leave him. But she remained behind, and he could only imagine that she had spent the last fires of her life protecting her beloved child.

Aiden arrived at the border of New Haven with tears in his eyes, never fully understanding why his mother had left him behind. He was quickly taken in and raised like one of their own, a small dragonblood with no one left to take care of him. Of course, the town was eager to help raise him up, making sure that he went to school and was fed with a place to sleep at night. Aiden learned that he was a dragonborn, explaining why he was always warm to touch and had a natural affinity to fire. He also began training under some of the more experienced and older dragonborns in the town, focusing on harnessing his powers and shifting parts of his body.

After graduating high school, Aiden decided that continuing education wasn’t for him. Instead, the young man decided to focus on baking. It wasn’t like he knew what he was doing, but he wanted to do it so he could draw on some affinity he had with his mother. Drawing back on the sweets she used to make him, Aiden slowly learned how to make better tasting pastries. Over the years, he became more confident and sure in his craft, even opening up a bakery to sell his creations to the town. The dragonblood found his purpose and comfort with baking, eager to feed the town the way his mother used to when he was a child.

[clatoera]

dude have you seen the alan ritchson thirst traps because they are great (we love a dude that's literally a big friendly giant with abs) and i can only imagine gloss getting brutus to take these for him lmao

OKAY THIS IS WILD BECAUSE I DEAD ASS SENT ONE TO @bodyelectric77 LAST WEEK BECAUSE IT CAME ON MY TIK TOK AND WE SAID THE SAME THING about him being a big friendly giant with abs and akso yes but brutus would never ever do it with a straight face but also…. How the FUCK did we all get on Alan Ritchson thirst trap tik tok???

This is like.. capitol content they’d LUST over a gloss thirst trap

[nsharks]

I saw someone commented on how they imagine Simon to look like and, reminded me of how I sorta think he looks I'm my mind.

I don't know if you ever watched the series Reacher but, in my mind Simon kind of looks like Alan Ritchson, the actor who plays Reacher.

Yes a few people have shared him with me!! He’s definitely got the bod

[rukia-writes]

This is probably entirely just in my own head but Alan Ritchson in Reacher is like what I'd imagine if a statue of Heracles came to life--

No- because it was in my head too!!

Like all he needs are tattoos and we could have RoR live action on our hands. 👀♥️♥️