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olivermush · 4 months

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Alec Hardy x GN! Reader

this is tooth rottingly sweet but it gets kinda spicy so beware.

Warnings: Alec not eating or sleeping, smut, so sweet your teeth will actually fall out, also briefly mentioned that the reader is a doctor, unprotected sex(wrap it before u tap it!!!)

It's been a hard day at work for Alec, and the only thing on his mind is resting next to you in his bed. As he walks into the apartment, eyes almost closed, he lets himself fall on the couch in the living room and groans while placing his head on your lap. You're surprised by his dramatic and sudden entrance.

“Hello love, long day?” you say, stroking his soft, messy, brown hair. You hear a sigh come from his breath.

"Just one of those days." He replies in a low voice while he leans on your lap. He glances at the ground for a moment and then stares at you.

"And all I wanted to do was come home." He adds with a frown.

“Aw, sweetheart. Have you had dinner? I could make my signature, world-famous, buttered noodles?” His eyes brightened for a second.

"That sounds amazing." He says in a relaxed way. He moves his head onto your lap as he closes his eyes.

"But I'm too tired to stay up right now. Can we just spend the evening in bed?" he asks.

“Of course, but you do need to eat. even if I have to shove it down your throat.” You say with a chuckle as you continue to massage his scalp lovingly. He smiles a bit and rests his head on your lap, enjoying the massage you are giving him.

"Yeah, I guess you are right. I guess some dinner wouldn't be too bad." He replies with a smile.

"But then let's go to bed and relax."

“Alright then, I'll get the pot started, it shouldn't take more than twenty minutes. We have wine if you would like a glass while you wait.”

He opens his eyes and looks at you with a nod.

"Yeah, a glass of wine after such a long day wouldn't hurt." He replies softly.

“I'll go lay down in the bedroom, call me when its ready?”

“All right, love,” you say, giving him a sweet kiss as he gets up. He walks slowly to the room, and as he closes the door behind him, you hear a sigh and some loud groans as he lies on the bed.

You can tell the day has been hard for him, but a hot meal, wine and your loving touch will help him relax. He often comes home in need of a meal and a kiss so you know how this goes.

You finish seasoning the noodles and bring his bowl and his glass of wine to the bedroom. “Bon appetit,” you say sweetly.

As you enter the bedroom, you see that he's already lying in bed. When he hears your voice, he opens his eyes and sits up a little, looking at you. He gives you a small smile while he takes the bowl of food from you. The smell of the food makes his mouth water, and he takes a big bite immediately.

“Don't forget to chew, love,” you say, chuckling as you sip your wine next to him.

He looks at you with a slight blush and chuckles.

"I'm too hungry to chew." He says in a joking way as he continues to eat quickly.

“Well I made some extra so you can take it for lunch tomorrow. Let me guess you didn't eat lunch again today? or breakfast?” you say concerned. He blushes a little as you ask about what he ate throughout the day.

"I don't have time for those things, especially on such a busy day like today. I barely had time to sleep last night." He replies, slightly embarrassed.

“You did sleep though, didn't you? How many hours, Alec…”

"Less than four, which isn't good I know..." He replies with frustration, looking down at the food in his hand. He takes another bite before continuing.

"But you can't expect me to sleep on a day like this, with so much to do and so little time..."

“I understand, you will be getting eight hours tonight if I have anything to do with it. How are any cases going to be solved if their head detective is sleep-deprived and starved? Dating you is a public service honestly.” You say jokingly as you begin to run your fingers through his hair again. You see him blush slightly as he looks at you with a small smile.

"Well, I always solve my cases, no matter what. I never let anything stand in my way. Except for you, of course. You are the only reason why I would be willing to stay home and relax." He adds, continuing to eat the rest of the food while enjoying your touch.

“Well I'm glad something will get you to slow down,” you say as you admire his beautiful hair and his adorable smile.

"Can I ask you something?" He says after finishing his food while he wipes the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand.

“Of course, love” He looks at you directly, and then after a few seconds of silence, he speaks.

"How come you always make me feel so loved?" He looks away for a moment, and then back at you with a subtle blush. A bit taken aback by his question, you answer,

“I’m a very transparent person. Also, I guess it's part of being a doctor, wanting to take care of everyone, especially the people I love.” You can tell that he's genuinely touched by your answer since his eyes are slightly teary and he's still a bit embarrassed.

"Your kindness and generosity are probably the things I love the most about you." He says softly, and then moves his hand and caresses the side of your face. You lean into his touch despite his hands being cold and dry.

“That's sweet of you, love.” I give him a chaste kiss on his hand

The kiss makes him blush slightly more, but he leans a bit closer to your lips, still caressing your face.

"I'm just speaking the truth." He says in a low voice as he moves his hand to your nape and brings your body closer to his, then he kisses you softly. You kiss back happily with your hand still in his hair. You scoot closer to him on the bed as your other hand rests on his chest. The feeling of your hand in his hair is very pleasant, and he keeps slowly pulling your body closer to him while the kiss becomes more passionate.

When your hand moves to his chest, you can feel his heart beating rapidly against your palm.

You move to straddle his lap and your arms snake around his neck and tug slightly on his hair. The pulling on his hair makes his breath shaky and his back slightly arches, showing that he's enjoying the feeling.

As your hand moves to his neck, he opens his eyes looks at you, and then puts his hand onto your hips to pull you even closer to him.

You grind slightly against his hardening member while still kissing him sweetly and running your fingers through his thick hair. The movement makes him let out a soft groan, and his hand moves from your hips to your back as he pulls you even closer to him. His breathing becomes heavier and heavier as he starts to pull you against him, while his other hand slides down your side before it starts to rub your hip. You continue kissing him still while you start to unbutton his shirt slowly while caressing his chest. The feeling sends shivers down his spine. As you caress his chest, he leans his head back slightly and closes his eyes. The feeling of your touch combined with the kiss is heavenly, and at one point he is completely lost in the moment. He slides his hand to your lower back, and it starts to slide up and down. When you finish unbuttoning his shirt you start kissing and nipping around his collarbones while grinding against him slightly.

He lets out a soft sigh as you kiss him, and his other hand starts to rub your side a bit more boldly. He feels a small shock going through his body when you start grinding against him. But he is still completely lost in the moment of passion and he doesn't care about anything else. You scoot back a bit, much to his dismay, and start to unbuckle his belt and trousers feverishly with haste. The feeling of your hand pulling on his trousers makes his breath even heavier and his body starts to twitch slightly. He opens his eyes, and his look is full of desperation and excitement. He knows what's coming, and his heart is beating so rapidly that you can see the pulse beating at his neck. You pull off his trousers gently and free his hard member. You start licking, gently teasing him while your hand runs up his lower abdomen, caressing his happy trail. His body tenses as you tease him mercilessly while he reaches to run his fingers through your hair. Still keeping your actions chaste, Alec is melting under your touch.

“Please, Y/n,” he whimpers. You happily indulge his vague request, taking his tip into your mouth, and wrapping your lips around him sweetly. He moans at your obedience, now grabbing fists of your hair and bucking his hips slightly. Not wishing to tease him too much anymore, you begin to take him all, moaning slightly at the fullness in your throat and his beautiful scent in your nose. Alec is a total mess at this point, his thick, brown hair is sticking to his sweaty forehead and his face and ears are as red as a field of poppies. After a while of oral heaven, you pop off of him, still stroking him slowly as you move up to kiss him. The kiss is hot and sloppy as tongues and lips collide and you're both moaning into each other's mouths. You kiss him while undressing yourself, his shaky hand reaching out to help you. Finally undressed, you move over him as you guide him into your wet heat. You sink down slowly, your hands on his shoulders to stabilize yourself, squeezing him slightly. His hands are on your ass, spreading you wonderfully and guiding you down. “You feel so good, Y/n,” He moans. Fully sheathed, you start to roll your hips sensually as you kiss him again. Then you start moving up and down, moaning loudly as you do so. You can feel him twitching inside you at each pornographic noise that leaves your mouth. His lanky member tickles every spot inside you just right.

“So good, Alec, fuck,” You moan, lovingly. Your hands reach up to comb through his hair again, tugging slightly making Alec moan loudly. His hands smooth over your hips as he starts thrusting roughly, taking control. As he takes control you wrap your arm around his neck again, fingernails scraping down his back. This makes Alec snap, he wraps his arms around your back as he flips you onto your back, planking over you as he kisses and nips at your neck leaving traces of purple and red. One arm wrapped around your back and the other stabilizing himself on the bed, he begins rutting into you harshly, chasing his orgasm like a cat in heat. Your fingers scrape down his back again, definitely leaving red tracks down his spine and up between his shoulder blades. He starts rubbing at your sex, trying to make you cum.

“Oh god, Alec, right there!” you scream as your orgasm rushes over you in waves like a tsunami.

“That’s it, darling, cum for me,” he demands. As soon as you finish he pulls out and cums on your belly. He curses and moans as he finishes, both of you now panting heavily. He kisses you sweetly while caressing your hair.

“I love you, Y/n,” He says as he kisses your forehead.

“I love you too, Alec,” you say smiling. “Don’t think that this means you’re going to get out of sleeping eight hours tonight.”

“I know, my love,” He says sweetly, knowing you're completely serious. “Let’s at least shower first though, get this mess cleaned up,”

“Yep,” you agree, giving him a chaste kiss on the cheek.

The shower was short, he almost fell asleep standing up when you washed his hair for him. After the shower, you both changed into some comfy clothes, slid into bed and cuddled until you both fell asleep. For the first time in probably a whole week, Alec got eight hours of sound sleep with no nightmares.

#broadchurch #alec hardy #alec hardy x reader #alec hardy x male reader #alec hardy x you #alec hardy smut #fluff #fanfictions #fanfiction #broadchurch fanfiction

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amatoria-herba · 6 months

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I I ღ Ineffable husbands - ONESHOTS ღ I I

Summary: Compilation of short stories about different Tennant-Sheen pairings, mainly Ineffable Husbands; and 18+ content almost in every chapter. Written in colaboration with @yuukivic

Fandom: Good Omens, Broadchurch, Fright Night, Masters of Sex, Casanova, Wilde, Twilight, Bad Samaritan, Prodigal Son, Jessica Jones, ...

Language: Spanish (google gives option of translating pages ;) )

Platform: Wattpad (@No_giving_up), AO3 (@Yuukivic)

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steven9rant · 26 days

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uhhh another poll regarding fics???? i know i didnt even end up publishing the last fic hahhaha lol lmao silly me butttttttt i did apprecaite the feedback and also would on this one pls if ppl dont mind

#alec hardy x reader #alec hardy #broadchurch #david tennant #smut #plot???

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bluebell-9 · 5 months

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Broadchurch Rating: Mature Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alec Hardy/Ellie Miller Characters: Alec Hardy (Broadchurch), Ellie Miller (Broadchurch), Jocelyn Knight (Broadchurch), Lucy Stevens (Broadchurch), Original Characters (Broadchurch), Maggie Radcliffe (Broadchurch), Beth Latimer (Broadchurch), Mark Latimer (Broadchurch) Additional Tags: Cocktail Party, holiday party, Fluff, Sex In The Kitchen, Post-Canon, Fluff and Smut Series: Part 10 of Meant To Be Summary:

The annual holiday drinks party is a tradition at the home of married detectives Alec Hardy and Ellie Miller. You're invited to touch base with many of your favourite canon characters for a bite and a wee tipple. Extra festivities ensue between the hosts after everyone else goes home. (An excerpt from the cold case "The Carnelian Club," but with zero references to the case.)

#broadchurch #fanfic #fanfiction #alec hardy #ellie miller #fluff and smut #cocktail party #holiday party

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cristinaecho · 2 years

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Hello everyone! Here I am with a new, little, spicy one shot. This is a new part of the series "At Last"; it's a sequel but can be read as a stand-alone.

For those who are not familiar with the story, just know that Alec is in a really good place and living his happy life with his wonderful partner, Mark Davies (OC), who loves him immensely and cherishes him and takes care of him (and pins him to the bed and eats him up) as our beloved detective SO deeply deserves!

I hope you like it!

Alec Hardy/Original Male Character

#Broadchurch #alec hardy #David Tennant #fanfiction #fanfic #script #scriptfic #ao3 #smut

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munsons-maiden · 8 months

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𝚃𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎

𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 | DI Alec Hardy x female reader 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 | based on this request: Alec uses handcuffs (smut but it's sweet and soft) 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚝 | 1.1k 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 | SMUT (DON'T READ if you're under 18!), a tiny bit of edging, handcuffs 𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚛'𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝𝚎 | my Alec Hardy sideblog is @bloodytwittah. I also write for Crowley (Good Omens) over at @stargazing-crowley 🖤

“Please.”

Your whisper fills the silence of the office, warm breath mingling with his as you arch into his touches, his kisses, chasing every fleeting brush of his fingertips on your skin like it’s a lifeline and you’re caught in a storm.

Well, he is.

And you’ll happily drown in him, in the way his scent is engulfing you, the pine-needle smell of his cologne forever entangled with the ever-present salt in the air.

“Patience is a virtue,” Alec drawls, a quiet laugh painting his voice.

“And stalling is a vice,” you shoot back, but it comes out rather breathless.

Alec has spent what feels like an eternity kissing you, teasing you, fingertips brushing over all the sweet spots where you so desperately need him the most yet never lingering long enough to do anything but stoke your need for him further, letting you chase those fleeting touches nevertheless with growing despair. And impatience.

You can feel his erection pressing against your leg, the outline of it very visible beneath the navy fabric of his pants, but each time you wrap your legs around his waist to drag him closer, drag him right where you need him, he angles himself away from you with a soft, deep chuckle.

You discarded his tie a while ago, and his white dress shirt is undone, revealing his chest, the fine scar running over his sternum where they fixed his heart mere months ago, and the way his dark hair is messy and ruffled – not by the sea breeze for once but by your fingers – makes him look like he should be on the poster for some highly expensive perfume ad.

“We could consult Reverend Coates about the matter,” Alec chuckles softly now, his hot breath ghosting over the side of your neck, teeth grazing the sensitive skin on your pulse point, the soft scratch of his beard sending pleasant shivers up and down your spine.

Your own quip is swallowed by a string of moans as Alec’s fingers stop tracing circles on the inside of your thighs to wander higher, to the spot just above your clit, and you desperately roll your hips up to grind against his fingertips.

But the moans turn into a frustrated groan as he pulls his fingers out of reach once more.

“So impatient,” he breathes. You can feel his smile against your pulse point.

“Alec Hardy,” you tease softly, “Did I just catch you smiling?”

“Don’t tell anyone. Got a reputation to uphold.”

“And of course we wouldn’t want anyone at Broadchurch PD know you’re not as grumpy as you seem.”

“I am grumpy,” Alec quips with a whisper that sends a shiver of need through your body, “Just not when I’m with you.”

Butterflies soar in your chest at his words, and your fingertips in his hair tighten as you pull him into a searing kiss.

“Still. Payback’s gonna be a bitch,” you announce as you pull away just enough to catch your breath, eyes flitting to the clock on the wall over the closed door to his office. Ever since you’ve started dating Alec Hardy, nightly overtime hours have lost their unbidden-ness.

When Alec chuckles softly in response, resuming to map your throat with his lips knowing damn well what it’s doing to you, you feel your own grin curve your lips.

Two can play this game.

Still grinning, you untangle one of your hands from where you’ve been raking your fingers through his soft chocolate hair and let it roam down, underneath the skirt you chose this morning in the hopes it would come in handy later – and good lord, it does.

“What –“ Alec breathes, pulling away from your throat to stare at you, and your grin turns into a sultry smirk as your own fingers spread the wetness that’s been pooling between your thighs as you let your head fall back a little.

His eyes have been darkened by arousal before, but at your little performance, they’ve grown almost black now. It’s nearly enough to send you over the edge right then and there.

“I’m perfectly capable of finishing the job on my own,” you drawl, letting a lewd moan spill from your lips for effect as your fingertips start circling your clit.

It feels good.

It feels amazing.

It doesn’t feel half as amazing as it would if it were his fingers, though, and the cheeky expression on his handsome features tells you he knows that.

For a few moments, Alec stays where he is, eyes dark and devouring as he watches you, before he closes the few inches between the two of you with another searing kiss, his hands leaving your waist to gently grasp your wrists, pulling your hands away.

There’s no firmness in his grasp. If you wanted to, you could easily tear your hands out of his grip.

He’d never be rough with you. He’d never take control without asking for your permission first – Alec Hardy has never been anything but sweet and gentle with you.

Bantering has always been part of your relationship long before you let him into your bed, and it extends into every aspect of your relationship. Which is probably why sex with Alec Hardy is the best you ever had.

And which is probably one of the reasons why, despite his always-mildly-annoyed, grumpy exterior, it didn’t take long for you to fall for Alec Hardy in the first place.

As he gently pushes your hands behind your back, feverish kisses deepening, his clothed erection brushes against your core, and this time, it’s Alec who moans first, a deep, half-suppressed moan spilling from his throat as you roll your hips against him, desperate for more friction, for more of those sinful, sweet noises from him –

A soft click makes your eyes fly open to meet Alec’s smug little smirk.

“Oh no, you didn’t,” you gasp, eyes wide.

His grin turns even cheekier. “Yeah I did.”

The handcuffs he just closed around your wrists rattle softly as you test them, cool metal against your wrists.

“You’re under arrest,” Alec drawls, his Scottish accent growing thicker with his own arousal as he trails sloppy, feverish kisses down the side of your throat, over your collarbone, hands slowly unbuttoning your blouse to unveil the lacy black bra underneath telling him exactly what you were hoping for when you got dressed this morning, “For obstruction of police work.”

“Payback,” you breathe, arching into his kisses and unable to suppress a soft, breathless giggle, “Will be such a bitch, Alec Hardy.”

Your voice breaks as you watch him kneel before you, dark eyes sparking with arousal and affection and just the perfect amount of cheekiness as they hold yours.

He places a single, almost chaste kiss to the inside of your thighs before he breathes, “Then I better start making it up to you now.”

𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚎𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢, 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐/𝚛𝚎𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 - 𝚒𝚝'𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙𝚜 𝚞𝚜 𝚠𝚛𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 🖤

#alec hardy #di alec hardy #alec hardy x reader #di alec hardy x reader #broadchurch #broadchurch fanfiction #david tennant #david tennant x reader

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raz-writes-the-thing · 5 months

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The Way You Taste (Broadchurch Drabble)

Alec Hardy x Fem!Reader 18+ ONLY / requests are open

Summary: Alec loves the way you taste.

CW: smut

BROADCHURCH: @clarina04 @kaylinelizabeth4004 @yeethaw13 @stevekempscocktails @go-bonkers-go-foolish @peytonpenguin37 (send an ask to be added to a tag list!)

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Alec is not, generally speaking, an overly verbal person. Sure, he chats, he speaks, and he yells when he’s really angry, but he doesn’t necessarily start conversations or enter conversations unless he really wants to.

Which tells you- he really likes you. If his fingers buried to the knuckle inside your cunt didn’t tell you that already.

“Fuck, feel that-” Alec practically worships, his fingers twisting to reach that spot inside that makes your nerves light up. “So tight f’me, aincha, darlin’.”

You groan, rolling your hips against his fingers. He’s been working you up for it for a while now, soft and slow and deliberate. But despite this, you’re not begging him yet. He’s making sure to roil your pleasure the best way he knows how.

His other hand threads with yours, his fingers intertwining with yours. He pulls your hand to his lips, pressing a soft kiss to the skin.

“Y’er so gorgeous, look at you,” he breathes, fingers stilling for just a minute so he can take in your beauty. “God, I love your pussy, darlin’.”

The groan that leaves you is earthy and betrays to Alec just how much you love the way he talks to you like this. His fingers piston back and forth, and Alec leans down to press a hot open-mouthed kiss on your clit. The action makes you gasp, and you can feel the puff of air from his chuckle on your cunt.

“Tha’s it, love. God, I love the way you smell, the way y’taste.” He licked a stripe from where his fingers disappeared inside you up to your clit, and your hips try to follow the action, desperately wanting him. Desperately wanting more.

“Fuckin’ love the way y’cream around my fingers ‘n cock when I’m inside you,” he breathed, fingers starting to work faster now. That ache deep inside started to grow, hot and heavy and just that right kind of satisfying.

“F-fuck, Alec,” you moaned, squeezing his hand. He squeezed back and flicked his tongue over your clit softly. You had to fight to keep your thighs from closing around him.

“I know, love, I know. Gettin’ close, eh? Tha’s it.”

You were panting now, finally getting to that peak.

Alec renewed his efforts, pounding his fingers into the spots inside you he knows make you cum faster than anything. He knew what he was doing, that was for sure.

“Come on, love. Cum for me. I know y’can, darlin’.”

One, two, three more thrusts of his fingers and his lips closing over your clit to suck you into his mouth was what did it. His tongue flicked across your clit as you fought not to thrash with the pleasure.

His fingers continued to fuck you through the pleasure, and you were pretty convinced you were going to be hoarse by the time he let up.

Your legs twitched as you started to come down from the pleasure, happy chemicals flooding your system. Alec pulled his fingers out and licked them clean, groaning at how good you tasted.

“Fuck, I love y’er cum, darlin’,” he groaned, pulling himself up to collapse onto you for cuddles. “Taste so fuckin’ good f’er me.”

You giggled breathily, chest slowing as your breathing returned to normal.

“I do my best, love,” you replied, pulling him into a kiss.

“Y’certainly do.”

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kaylinelizabeth4004 · 8 months

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Young and Beautiful

Alec Hardy (Broadchurch) x Reader

Synopsis: DS Y/N Warner uses DI Alec Hardy’s flat for some late night work

Word Count: 4890

Tags: fem!reader, fluff, smut, praise, sweet, very sweet smut, if your name is Becca look away

She didn't even bother to knock, not knowing or caring if he was in, she just slid open his sliding glass door and let herself inside. Then she plopped the case files on his sofa, pushed his coffee table to the side, and laid them all out in front of in her. He'd come round about an hour later, when all the papers lie in their own stacks across his rug, Y/N in the middle eating a slice of toast with a wild look in her eyes.

"Warner, what're you doing here?"

"There's something we're missing, there has to be, and I'm so close to it!" She said, her baby hairs frizzing wildly as her hair came loose from her ponytail. She either didn't care or didn't notice as she stood up, a paper in hand. DI Alec Hardy stood in his own doorway, flabbergasted to his DS rambling in his room at half past 4am. "I think it has to do with Aaron, it's got to be. His alibi doesn't make sense, he won't tell us where he was, and he knew Sophia well enough. At least more than some of the other persons of interest. I've tracked down the local cab company and one of the drivers says he remembers giving a bloke a ride late that night, said the lad was proper out of breath and not exactly chatty. I've already got him lined up to come in tomorrow for more information. As for the trace amounts of DNA in the victims mouth we don't have a match yet but the lab did say it wasn't as disintegrated as they'd initially thought which gives me hope! I've got -"

"Warner!" Hardy shouted, interrupting her speech. "What the hell are you doing in my house half past 4?"

She gestured around her as though it should be obvious, "working."

"And you can't do that at your own flat?"

She giggled, and continued to ramble. When she was really tired, like proper one second away from passing out tired, like she was now, she couldn't shut up. It didn't matter if the person she was talking to didn't want to hear it or wasn't listening or couldn't hear it - having a deaf cousin worked to her favor in these instances - she would continue to prattle on about what she needed to, "no. My roommate's got her boyfriend over and they were proper loud. Could practically hear the bed rattling, and it wasn't doing me any good. You don't sleep anyway so I figured I could use the space to lay it out. I didn't think you'd not be home. Why're you dressed nice? Did you come from a date? Is that what this is? Is there some woman waiting outside?"

"No!" DI Hardy looked halfway offended at the suggestion. "I've just got back from work. Was gonna make a cuppa then keep going til you showed up."

She squealed and went for something on the floor, lifting it up then crawling to a different paper,"I take two sugars."

"I know your bloody order. Shouldn't you go and sleep?"

She waved a hand, "I'll sleep when I'm dead. What I really need is for the world to be open 24/7. If I could only call this bloke right now and half my questions could be answered. You know my order? That's sweet."

He scoffed, "it's not unique. Warner, when was the last time you slept?"

"Uhh, I slept a few hours on Tuesday. Why do you look all high and mighty? You don't sleep either, don't eat. You're practically a miserable little skeleton carting your life way through life."

"I am not -" he stopped taking. Partially because she hadn't stopped either, continuing to chatter about whatever her heart desired. And partly because he didn't know if he was going to refute the miserable part, the little part, or the skeleton part. Or if he even could refute it. He snorted, well he wasn't little. He was over 6 foot. And he could eat more, he knew that. But he often forgot about food until he had to.

"I know a fellow who took nine sugars. Can you imagine that! Nine sugars! You're drinking piss flavored juice at that point. Pardon mh French, sir. He was very strange... called himself Witchfinder as though you couldn't search on the web magic shops. Maybe we should start calling ourselves Crimefinders. Criminalfinders? That doesn't roll off the tongue, now does it?"

DI Hardy realized Y/N wasn't going to answer any of his questions in this state, so he shuffled over to the kitchen to make some tea. He took his coat off, tossing it on whatever available counter space there was with a yawn. He wanted to sleep, knew he probably had to, but he'd probably dream of something he didn't want to dream about. Lately it'd been odd mental pictures of his coworkers all hurt, Y/N choked, Ellie crying, hell even Brian made the scene with a glazed look in his eyes. He didn't know why he had these thoughts, he'd never considered himself a particularly caring individual over his coworkers. But it had haunted him off from sleep for the foreseeable future.

He made two cups of tea, disposing two sugars into Warner's as she said. Then he walked back over to his living room and sat down, elbows on his knees as he scanned her work.

"Thank you!" She said, grabbing her mug and take a large gulp of it. "What do you think of this, sir? He doesn't strike me right. Can't place it."

"The name is familiar," Hardy admitted. He went to his laptop and started typing away, trying to place the name. "Ah, he's been arrested for aggravated assault. Both charges dropped, looks like some brawls in the pubs."

"I s'pose that doesn't suggest he murdered a girl."

"Doesn't rule him out either, if he's willing to punch a stranger in a pub what would he do to someone he knows?"

She giggled and scrambled for her pencil, "I should write that down for my novel!"

"You're writing a novel?"

"Mmhmm, started it tonight. 'Adventures of Harner and Wardy.'"

Alec set his mug down, and took hers from her hand as well. "Alright, time for bed now."

"What? No! I've got more novel to write and crime to solve! We've not even started discussing the potential that Louise is lying about her husband's alibi. I mean really? She says he binged Big Bang Theory with her all night and I'm all for binging telly but of all the shows you choose that one? The laugh track is funnier than the actual show half the time - is this your bedroom?"

Hardy had helped Y/N to her feet and led her to his bedroom in the back. She was still rambling about the most irrelevant things when he guided her to sit on the edge of his bed. He didn't often make it, so he was glad to note that it was done up well. Warner hadn't slept in almost a full 48 hours and he knew that even with a brain as sharp as hers, it was dull as Katie's without sleep. He got on his knees before her, carefully untying her shoes and sliding them off her feet. He put them by the door and helped her out of her coat jacket.

"What're you doing?" She finally asked as he hung the jacket on the back of the door. "Are you hitting on me?"

"What? I -"

"Because if you are hitting on me that's totally okay, but I should warn you I'm getting sleepy so I might not be the best lay. But you are proper good looking so I wouldn't say no." She made a face, "my boss wouldn't like that would he? Noooo, can't call someone proper good looking. I'm not trying to be a knob, just communicating that you've got no problems in the looks department. None, like ever. Personality maybe but you took my shoes off for me so that gets you at least a few brownie points."

Alec felt like he was malfunctioning, his arm stuck out, frozen midair from her words. She just called him attractive. And not just good looking, but good looking enough she'd want to sleep with him! He'd never been used to such straight forward compliments and didn't quite know if he believed it. So he just worked on autopilot, helping tuck her into bed.

"Go to sleep, Warner." He flicked off the lights and closed the door. What the hell. What the hell. Alec blinked rapidly like that would make any of what just happened make any sense at all.

He stood awkwardly outside the door of the bedroom. Should he - is he- what's the proper procedure with this? He should know, he was married once, had enough sex to have a child! But it seemed all that knowledge left the moment Claire stole back the pendant, fizzling his marriage, his life, his career. Now he was left taking uneven breaths as the sun crept up, an employee who's attracted to him sleeping in his bed after 40+ hours of not sleeping.

He found himself back at his laptop, slowly typing out what to do when someone admits to fancying you. But the results were not his thing, videos of very forward men and women moving very quickly into other actions. Alec was not opposed to the action, sex. But he couldn't fathom how to get there. So he sat in his kitchen drinking old tea, and staring at his door.

An hour later he crept in to grab a different tie for work, and saw Y/N completely passed out. She was curled in a ball, cradling his pillow and lightly snoring. She looked content. It made him smile against his better judgment. He left her in there, scribbling a note on a piece of paper he taped to the bedroom door before he left for the station.

Y/N Warner woke up nearly 12 hours later. It was practically dark when she opened her eyes. She blinked away the sleep that threatened to creep in around the corners of her eyes, and propped herself up on her elbows to survey the scene around her. She didn't recognize the room she was in, blank walls and bland sheets. There was no personality to it. For a moment, she wondered if she'd gotten a hotel room and just had no memory of it.

Then she smelt a familiar, faint scent. She couldn't place it or really describe it other than she liked it, it was warm. Stupidly, she let her face fall into the pillow to inhale the scent. Oh my god.

She shot up quickly, realizing where she was. The memories of last night flooded her mind.

"Shit, shit, shit." A hand flew to her brow as she tried to process. She'd come here to work because her roommate was fucking her boyfriend into the oblivion. DI Hardy came back, made her a cuppa. She wouldn't shut up, kept rambling about the Big Bang Theory (why?) and Witchfinders (how?) before he guided her here. Then she - "no." She said audibly, she did not make a pass at DI Hardy in his bed, late at night and practically drunk on exhaustion. Her eyes flit around the room before landing on the one piece of decoration, a framed photo of Hardy and Daisy, his daughter. "No." She said again, as though it could stop her ramblings.

Y/N rushed out of the bed, scrambling to find her shoes before she saw them neatly lying next to the door. She was usually very professional, if not a little eccentric. But no one could fault you for being a lot when you were good at your job and solved cases. She brought justice to people, she knew she did. And she might have risked it all because she worked herself too far and hit on her boss. Regardless of how stupid attractive he was, that was still work place harassment.

She shoved her shoes on, forced her arms into the holes of her suit jacket and ambled out into his living space. There were papers everywhere. They covered the floor like a new rug, slouched over the chairs and clung to the walls by hall dead pieces of tape. She looked for her mobile, patting her pockets. Shit, she must have left it in the bedroom. When she turned she spotted a note on the door.

'At the office. Feel free to not come in.'

Oh she was dead. She'd lost her job forever, she would never work again. This stupid blasted career she'd worked so hard on gone.

She ran back and found her mobile among the sheets, shoved it into her pocket and ran to leave the home. Then DI Hardy stood awkwardly at the front door, bags of Chinese hanging from his hands and a weird not grimace not smile expression. He didn't look pleased to see her, but he didn't want to kill her. Good news, right?

"Sir, I am so sorry about last night-"

"Don't worry about it." He waved his hand, coming in to set the food on the counter. He got a lot of it.

"No, I can't not worry about it. I came into your home, made a mess, took your bed and propositioned you-"

"Warner, we've arrested a man for the murder of Sophia Garcia. It was Aaron Baker, his dad's golf clubs, just like you'd said."

Her mouth fell open, "shit, really?"

Alec gestured to the mess of papers while he spoke, "you'd mentioned something about the cabbie last night. When I went in I gave them a ring, and while there was a driver who picked up a grumpy lad it wasn't Aaron. Sounds like a Christie book but it was his twin. Aaron was cross town cleaning up the scene."

"Not good enough," Y/N said softly.

Alec nodded, "not good enough."

"I'm sorry, sir." She said again, her voice still quiet and meek.

He didn't answer her, just stared for a beat before gesturing to the food, "I didn't know what you liked so I bought two of everything."

"All this is for me?"

"You solved the case, Warner."

She shook her head, "I ... you let me sleep in your bed? I ransacked your house, I propositioned you, and you let me sleep and brought me food?"

Alec scratched the back of his neck. He did not like how often Y/N asked questions. It stressed him out, like he had to have an immediate answer to every single one when he figured his actions spoke. But she looked so confused. He just gestured to the food and went to grab plates.

She sat down in surprise, blinking quickly as she watched him come over. "Just a, uh, an egg roll and cho mein please."

He nodded and shoved two of both onto her plate before giving it to her. He didn't put anything on his plate. Y/N sighed and scraped off half of hers onto his.

"Eat, sir. Please."

He blinked, "wot?"

"I've known you for years and never seen you eat. Just eat the egg roll."

He stared at the greasy food. He can't eat that, he thought and was about to say as much when she shot him a dirty look. Tentatively, Alec took a bite of it. He cringed, he didn't quite love the taste but Y/N seemed pleased he was eating so he finished it off just for her.

When they both finished he cleaned up, and she stayed seated. Then he moved past her to the bedroom, undoing his tie and tossing it, along with his jacket, onto a chair in the corner. He started to roll his sleeves up round his elbows when Y/N waited by the door.

"Thank you, sir."

"No need-"

"Let me. Thank you, sir. For the food and the sleep and, uh, well thank you for everything."

"Of course, Warner. I take care of my people." Not typically this much care, but he didn't want to make her feel bad. He focused on sliding off his shoes, shoving them out of his sight.

Alec jumped - well, Alec never really jumped just blinked harshly and cocked the one eyebrow - in surprise. Y/N was now closer to him, her chest heaving as she stared up at him. She was shorter than he remembered.

"I-If I may, sir?" She asked, lifting a hand.

He had a feeling he knew what she was asking, but didn't know for certain. But all the same he nodded. He watched as her eyes fluttered shut as she leaned in, going onto her tiptoes and pressed a soft kiss to his lips.

He hadn't been kissed in a long time, and the surprise of her initiating it made him stand there and accept her soft lips against his. When she broke, he could see the fear in her eyes as though she had done something wrong. Alec hadn't kissed in a while, and he felt the anxiety creep in that he didn't remember how. But the look in her eyes made it worth the fear.

He plunged forward, grabbing the back of her neck gently while his other hand came to cradle her jaw. Her skin was soft under his touch, melting as he held her. Y/N's hands came up to hold his jaw, scruffy and itchy in the most delightful way. Her mouth melded with his as his tongue licked along her bottom lip.

She cherished the way his jaw scratched against hers slightly, sighing when he broke to trail soft kisses down her jaw and the length of her neck. The scratch was enough to make her giggle like a schoolgirl, holding his shoulders. He shot back up, hair slightly wild but nothing compared to his eyes as he looked into hers deeply. He needed to be absolutely certain. There was no time for messing about and hurting anyone.

She smiled. He was so handsome to her, but in an understated way. She took the moment to run a finger on his sculpted jawline, along his freckled cheeks and down his crooked nose. No, not everyone might look at those features and call it handsome. But to her, he was everything. Smart, kind, and good-looking as sin. Her finger fell upon his lips, slightly open and let out harsh breaths as he searched her eyes desperately. Alec always wished he could read expressions better, he was terrified he'd make the wrong decision somewhere down the line.

But Y/N smiled, and nodded, pressing a soft kiss to his nose before taking a step back. Then she toed off her own shoes, shucked off her own jacket, and began to undress.

He followed her lead, removing his shirt and pants. Eventually, they both stood in front of one another naked. Y/N felt that pang of anxiety in her chest at being bare in front of a man. She'd made it very clear to Alec that she found him to be hotter than hell, but did he feel that way about her? She wasn't ugly, she knew that, but she wasn't a showstopper.

And yes, she could see the surprisingly length of him hardening before him. But didn't every man get hard when sex was on the table?

Alec came forward and placed his hands on her hips, pulling her forward as his eyes took in every inch of her. He ran a hand along her stomach - an insecure area for her - and up between her breasts, before settling it on the base of her neck. The simple action left her breathless.

His eyes were still on her body before he brought them up to hers. She was struck by how deep his were, how warm and brown, they seemed to go on forever.

"Look at you," he said hoarsely, his accent suddenly get thicker. "You're gorgeous."

"You think so?" She felt stupid asking it. She should be confident, she should pose seductively and tell him to strap in the way girls do on the telly. But this felt real and raw, and raw didn't shy away from the insecurities. Insecurities laced with cellulite and hair, parts that feel too pudgy there and too concave there. Never quite where it needs to be, never "ugly" enough for the world to tell you you have a right to complain.

"'Course. 'Course, look at you. You think I'm g-good too?" He asked back.

Y/N smiled, "thank you for saying that, most men don't."

"Don't they?" Alec asked in surprise, figuring that was just a part of the experience.

She shook her head and let her gaze trace along his body as well. He was lean and tall, with thin legs and arms wrapped in gentle muscle. His stomach was slightly pouchy and soft, beneath it his length was already hard at the sight of her. She ran a hand up from his stomach to his chest, mimicking his actions, and let it stay on his heart. Beneath her touch it thumped violently. Then she looked up to see his face, her favorite feature. His eyes were warm and gentle even when they didn't mean to be. "All of you is handsome to me, all of you."

He swallowed, his Adam's apple bobbing, "you're one of the most beautiful women I've ever seen. And if it isn't too crass to say, I'd fuck every inch of you."

It was too crass to say, and even a little cheesy, but it made her blossom with a smile. She threw her arms around his neck and let herself fall into one of his all encompassing kisses she was starting to like the taste of too much. Alec's lips were firm but not overpowering as they engulfed her, setting a tingle from her toes all the way up to her head in a heady giggle. His hands held onto her waist, grasping the flesh there with a sweet intensity. His lips parted with a deep groan.

She walked backwards to the bed, leading Alec until he was over her. His arms were poised by her head, his neck brought down as he peppered open mouth kisses along her neck. She laughed lightly at his scruffy beard, moaning when his lips found the spot between her neck and shoulder that shot straight through her. Y/N writhed under his touch, heat searing her skin. His hands were everywhere, branding her, skating up her waist to grab a handful of her breast, down her back to cup her bum, and feather like fingers traveling over the top of her thighs to the place in between. She gasped as he ran a finger down her slit.

"So wet..." he murmured, not expecting her to be so aroused by him. He'd barely done anything for her, hadn't touched down there at all. Yet she was slick to the touch, heat and arousal. Alec loved the way her chest flushed, her eyes closed tightly as she savored his touch on her skin.

He ran his fingers down, keeping his touch light as he experimentally nudged around. When he found her clit she gasped, her whole body tensing and focusing on the nerves right there against his finger.

"So responsive," he murmured, starting to work gently against her clit as she took shaking, uneven breaths. Alec went to speak again, then stopped. Tess never liked when he spoke in bed, said it distracted her from her climax. So he'd learned to stay silent and focus on his partner's body, her mouth as she fought her body's reaction to grind violently against his fingers. He kissed her sternum, biting at the flesh gingerly. Despite himself, Alec growled into her as she bucked her hips to meet his ministrations.

"Keep talking," she said in a hoarse voice.

"Wot?" Alec asked, taken aback.

Y/N looked up at him, eyes heady with need, "your voice is hot. If it's okay to ask, please keep talking, sir."

Alec grinned his charming, crooked smile. He bent down to kiss along her stomach as he quickened his pace on his clit, driving her faster to a climax then she was used to. That deep Scottish voice rang our praises, some loud enough that she could hear them and clench her thighs, others murmurs against her flesh that made her head feel light and airy. She giggled at the thought of all the beard rash she'd have along her body from him. All the same he told her how well she was doing, how beautiful she was, how lovely she looked squirming underneath him.

Then, as her back began to arch and she could feel the orgasm just a hair's breadth away, he stilled. Y/N whined. Actually felt herself whine in protest. He chuckled, clearly meaning to edge her, using his large hands to keep her legs wide open.

"A-are you ready?" Alec asked, his usual confidence lost to the arousal he was trying to keep at bay for her. His hands were large and warm, holding onto the space between her hips and thighs with a firm yet gentle touch.

Y/N's eyes gazed down to his cock, hard and ready. It looked about ready to burst, but Alec squeezed her thighs to look up into his eyes. They were warm and kind. Asking for consent even in a position like this. It made her all the more sure of her answer.

She reached up for his face, grabbing his jaw and planting a warm kiss on his mouth as he started to guide himself inside of her. He was slow, letting her gasp and adjust to the length inch by inch until he was fully inside of her. Alec paused. She could feel her heartbeat everywhere, pulsing desperately for friction.

She nodded, kissing Alec again. She'd never had a kiss like that, so strong and comforting. Kisses were never her thing, she hadn't understood the fuss over them. Just two sets of lips pressed against one another, the taste of the day infecting it. But with Alec it was more than the cho mein or egg rolls, and it was more than chapped lips pressed against one another. It was full of desire, trying to communicate all that words couldn't. She drank it in fully, gasping against him as he started to move inside of her.

Alec was bigger than she expected and bigger than he was used to, and she wiggled her hips to the feeling of being stretched so full like that. He cherished the feeling of her gasps and moans, dipping to kiss every inch of skin near him.

"So beautiful, so gorgeous..." he thrusted in quickly this time and saw her body tense from surprise. "You're taking me beautifully, Angel."

Y/N could listen to his voice all day. Even before she realized he was far from an ugly bloke, she fancied the way his voice poured over her in sexy waves. Deep, guttural, it was honest and raw. He didn't lie, he didn't cover it with some pretense to be sexy. Even when his voice would break, small gasps from the sensations breaking up his sentences, she found it all the better.

Alec leaned back, not wanting to stop kissing her not wanting to miss the view. He'd pulled her hips down to the edge of the bed, him standing and her legs spread wide and resting on the small of his back. With a gentle pace that started to grow more desperate he thrust into her, watching her body flush and squirm beneath him. Y/N threw her arms up, arching her back to take him deeper. Alec was enamored with the way her breasts bounced with each thrust.

"So fucking beautiful," he grumbled, snaking a hand down to stroke her clit. He could feel that he wasn't going to last as long as he would have liked, but by the way Y/N let out little moans by his feather light touch, he figured she didn't mind all that much.

Y/N was in her own world, feeling his voice slide off her skin like oil as she chased her high. His denial of her orgasm earlier made this one all the more powerful. It seemed to slam into her, causing her to gasp wildly as Alec kept firm ministrations on her clit. Then he too reached his climax, grunting in a low voice before pouring out in a shocking spurt.

Then he pulled out, falling beside her as they both gasped for breath. Y/N quickly ambled out of the bed and used the restroom before she came back in, feeling like her limbs were absolute jelly. Alec brought her back to the bed, laying next to her. His hand held hers, thumb tracing circles on the back of her hand.

"That was incredible," he finally said.

"You could say that again."

"That was incredible." They both paused, turning to look at one another, before bursting into a fit of giggles.

#binging broadchurch #i’m happy the 12 of you who read broadchurch fics will enjoy this #broadchurch fanfiction #alec hardy #alec hardy fanfic #alec hardy x reader #in love with Alec Hardy #he needs love #sad detective boi #fanfiction #David tennant my love but also not sexualizing you cause rude #but I love you and love Alec #broadchurch #god bless Mother Nature for making Becca look away #I’m serious Becca no reading #you know too much about me

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gracesimp · 7 months

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Could i request Alec Hardy? Maybe reader is feeling a little down and Alec tries to cheer them up by giving her compliments about their body and how cute they are? (It doesn't have to be smut if you don't want to.)

Also, I really like your content. 💥

to love you

alec hardy x fem!reader

summary: reader is feeling a little insecure. Alec cheers her up in the best possible way.

Alec Hardy was pretty notorious in the small town of Broadchurch for being the no-nonsense, broody detective. The most affection he had shown to someone in public had been an awkward pat on the back when one of his coworkers did well.

But, in private, with only one person, he found his hardened exterior diminished completely, replaced with soft half lidded eyes and adoring glances.

"Darlin', is everything alright?" He calls out as he sits on the bed in only his briefs.

It had started with a little kiss. And then some touching. Alec's hand running down her curves, her fingers tugging at his hair. But it ended when a nearly naked Alec was desperately trying to unbutton his partner's top. Her hand grabbed his softly and she quickly excused herself to the en-suite hotel bathroom. That was nearly ten minutes ago.

Slowly, the door creaks open and Y/n walks out in only a robe. Alec quickly looks up, a soft smile on his lips as he sees her, but it's replaced with a little frown when he notices the way she fidgets with her fingers.

"What's wrong?" He asks softly, his knees digging into the mattress as Y/n stands in front of him, looking a little shy.

"I'm just feeling a little..." She trails off, her heart thumping as she avoids his eyes. "I don't like my body much today." She eventually confesses, her voice small.

Alec's eyebrows shoot up, as if he had heard something completely unbelievable. "You don't? Why not?" He prods softly, shifting on the bed so he's kneeling, his face close to her neck.

A little sigh leaves Y/n's lips, and she blinks back tears. "My belly is bloated, my thighs are-" She can't even finish the sentence as a tear wiggles down her cheek. "Sorry."

Using his rough, calloused hands, he slowly tugs at the robe, his eyes looking up at her, asking if she was okay with this. When she makes no objection, he removes the robe, watching as it falls to the floor and pools around her feet. "This belly?" He asks, his finger running down it teasingly slow, making her suck in a breath. Alec smirks, but looks at her with an air of innocence. "This cute, sexy belly?" He continues as her face heats up.

"it's not cute nor sexy." Y/n denies in a stubborn mumble, but her lips twitch up despite herself.

Letting out a deep chuckle, Alec shakes his head. "Oh, but, love. I disagree." He places his lips softly on her tummy, and Y/n scrunches her nose to try and hide her smile. He places soft, gentle kisses all over her stomach causing Y/n to finally erupt into a fit of giggles as his scruff tickles her belly. He smirks in triumph, pulling back and looking up at her again.

"I don't like you very much." She says with a smile.

"Well, I love you." He states, his hands now grabbing her hips. "What else did you say you didn't like? your thighs?" Y/n merely rolls her lips together, and Alec neither waits for a response as he attacks her thighs with his lips.

His girlfriend giggles louder when he playfully nibbles at the flesh delicately. She looks down at him, her eyes full of love, and she cannot help herself as the urge to run her fingers through his hair consumes her.

"I love you," She whispers, using both of her hands to cup his face, dragging his head up to meet hers.

The detective grins cheekily. "I know." Her thumb rubs his cheek soothingly, but he suddenly yanks her down onto the bed by her hips, and she squeals in surprise before laughing.

#broadchurch #david tennant #david tennant x reader #alec hardy #alec hardy x reader #request

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owen-writes · 5 months

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Owen Writes

Male Reader Or Gender Neutral Or FTM Reader Only

Fem aligned people may interact and read but do not fetishize. No Fem Reader requests.

Masterposts:

Main Masterpost

Doctor Who Masterpost

Nameless Series Masterpost (needs a name)

ATM, I write for:

The Doctor (9,10,11,12,14,15) - Doctor Who

Rory Williams - Doctor Who

Captain Jack Harkness - Doctor Who

Alec Hardy - Broadchurch

Cale Erendreich - Bad Samaritan

Campbell Bain - Takin' Over The Asylum

Crowley - Good Omens (Will Do Poly Ineffable Husbands)

Saul Silva (Platonic) - Fate, The Winx Saga

Cullen Family (Platonic) - Twilight

Sierra Six - The Grey Man

Jonah Simms - Super Store

James Marriott

Lucifer Morningstar - Netflix Lucifer

Rules:

No smut! I may write smut if I want to but will not write requests that are smut. (Basically if I get horny and want to indulge, I will.)

All smut I do write is for 18+ only. You're reading my work at your own discretion and I am not responsible for what you read on the Internet.

Gore wise - no explicit descriptions but cannon typical stuff I'm okay with.

I can delete any request if it makes me uncomfortable

I'm not really a fan of AUs or anything that strays too far from cannon.

Can be a platonic or romantic relationship. Aka dad or husband? (Basically I have some deep daddy issues)

I like to have dialogue prompts to start off. But it's okay if not. (I lack the creative fuse to make up a story but can sure as hell write em.)

#doctor who x reader #the doctor x reader #10th doctor x reader #12th doctor x reader #9th doctor x reader #11th doctor x reader #saul silva x reader #alec hardy x male reader #alec hardy x reader #campbell bain x reader #cale erendreich x reader #crowley x reader #ineffable Husband x reader #sierra six x reader #rory williams x reader #captian jack harkness x reader #cullen family x reader #james marriott x reader #jonah simms x reader

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ophelia-writes-fics · 5 months

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please read!!

here are some rules/info for this blog to read before you follow!

firstly, please don't follow/interact if you're under 18! this blog is gonna be mostly smut if i'm being honest, so i'd rather people only follow if they're of age.

second, my requests are open! a quick list of fandoms and characters i write for is below.

the ones in bold are the characters i'll write nsfw content for! all characters are open for either platonic or sfw romantic requests, though.

(if you don't see a fandom or a character and you're curious, send me an ask! I mostly write character x reader, but I do certain ships as well. again, send an ask for specifics!)

bad samaritan (cale erendreich)

broadchurch (alec hardy, ellie miller)

doctor who (all doctors, donna noble, martha jones, rose tyler, amy pond, river song, the master/missy, jack harkness)

good omens (aziraphale, crowley, beelzebub, anathema, muriel)

hannibal (hannibal lecter, margot verger)

jessica jones (kilgrave)

our flag means death (pretty much anyone!)

prodigal son (martin whitly)

takin’ over the asylum (campbell bain)

third, absolutely no terfs or radfems allowed. this blog is a safe and inclusive space for trans people and people of all genders.

thank you so much for reading, and i hope you enjoy!

#pinned post #please read

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david-tennant-simp · 4 months

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I’m gonna try to write some fan fic so if y’all have any requests I’m doing these fandoms

For the requests you need to add either a headcannon or scenario if it’s not a headcannon list request!

Broadchurch (Alec)

Doctor who (9 and 10)

Good omens (Crowley, Aziraphale, Hastur, fur fur)

Tf2 (any tf2 character except soldier, scout, and spy)

Half Life (Gordon Freeman, Barney)

HLVRAI (Gordon FEETman, benry, Tommy, Bubby, coomer)

Overwatch (any character)

Spiderverse (Miguel, spidernoir)

Ofmd (Stede, Ed, Izzy)

What We Do in The Shadows {movie} (Viago, Anton, deacon,Vlad )

I do character x reader (any gender reader!) I do not do character x character Srry

I do fluff, smut, headcanons, HC alphabet, and a lil angst but not too much

#alec hardy x reader #furfur #hastur good omens #good omens crowley x reader #tf2 sniper x reader #aziraphale x reader

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demdifferentstories-29 · 7 months

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20 Questions Game

Thanks for the tag, @bronzeagepizzeria <3

How many works do you have on AO3?

68!

2. What's your total AO3 words count?

734,052

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Currently, I really only write Doctor Who aside from a handful of other one-offs I've written, but I literally have at least a hundred WIPs/ideas in my drafts.

Fandoms that I have tons of ideas for are Broadchurch and Jessica Jones (TV series), which I hope to get around to publishing. But I have a fair bit of range hiding away haha.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

In descending order:

Broken-Hearted (cross-over with Broadchurch; multi-chapter; completed)

Braids (one-shot)

Desperate Measures (multi-chapter; completed)

Exes and Ohs (one-shot)

A Lesson in Romantic (AU; multi-chapter; completed)

5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?

Pretty much as soon as I can! I appreciate engagement so much and I want to make that known to commenters. Plus, I love a bit of banter and discussion where prompted - it's a delight!

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Oooo, boy. Probably Happy Together? Or maybe the first chapter of Sunburn? Violet Hill was also pretty sad. I love me some dark, heavy stories that fuck up my beloved blorbos.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Although I haven't updated in it in quite a while, I've written a fair bit of the sequels for the A Lesson in Romance universe, and, boy, have I made those two have a (mostly) happy life together.

In terms of published stories, I think Study Buddies would take the cake or one of the many TentooRose pieces I've done. The former is very classic, high school sweetheart vibes with just enough angst dashed in, and I tend to keep the latter sweet, fluffy and horny.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I received some very intense 'constructive' criticism whilst writing A Lesson in Romance - like I'm talking extremely long paragraphs pretty much deconstructing my writing and questioning my content. I was young at the time, it was my first multi-chapter Doctor Who fic, and the fact that this person also pretty much outright told me how I should write my story pissed me off a bit, so I, in the most polite way possible, asked them to stop reading my story and leaving these comments.

Aside from that? I've really only had one sort of bad comment since then, but I opted to not reply.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Oh, you know I do ;) I currently only write F/M; have explored M/M in the past so I'm down to write queer smut if the inspiration ever strikes.

I'm not really a fan of overly kinky stuff that is, say, explicit/specific (e.g. BDSM), but I don't mind stuff that is vaguely/lightly kinky (i.e. I tend to include voyeurism in my stories, but it's generally accidental). I mostly write either very horny or emotional, intimate stuff - I'm a sucker for the feelings associated with the couple.

It honestly depends on what kind of story I'm writing! But as of recent, I've been mostly producing first-time, emotion-heavy smut with a good serving of horniness/wantonness to build up the tension.

10. Do you write crossovers? What's the craziest one you've written?

I've written two - Broken-Hearted and Fobwatched (if you've been waiting for an update, I promise I think of her often... I'll revive her one day). I'd say BH is crazier, as it does entwine itself with the Human Nature storyline from Doctor Who, but Fobwatched has also had some pretty wacky moments!

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not to my knowledge, and I really hope not! I have, admittedly, been a bit fearful of it in recent months.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Again, not to my knowledge! But I'm always open to that conversation if people are interested.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Back when I wrote band/music fanfiction (please forgive me for my crimes), I had started drafting out a fic with someone, but it never went anywhere and we didn't communicate very well either :,)

However, I have been beta-ing the lovely @quite-right-too's fic Dona Nobis Pacem, which has been a lovely collaboration <3 I'm so proud of Cody's work and highly recommend you read it if you haven't!

14. What's your all-time favourite ship?

It would probably be DoctorRose! I've never really been more enthralled with a ship before, and the fact that the special interest is still going strong three years on is a pretty good sign. I also tend to come back to Ellie and Alec from Broadchurch quite often.

In the past, I was a hardcore Reylo fan, and I've always enjoyed random, niche ships within my realm of interests (i.e. Evey and V from V For Vendetta; Jackson and Lisa from Red Eye; an array of ships from my horror movies because I love being delusional).

15. What's a WIP you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

Look, I'm quite stubborn in my belief that, ultimately, I will finish all my drafts, but I can say that the drafts from when I first started writing Doctor Who fanfiction have been quite difficult to work on because my writing has changed so much since then!

There are also maybe a WIP or two that I have written purely for myself and will never publish. I will probably take these to my deathbed lol.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Hm, I've always been complimented for character accuracy, which I do think I have down pact - writing characters like Ten and Rose have gradually become more comfortable for me over the years and I feel like I know them quite well by this point, which is really surprising considering I've never done a proper rewatch of the show since finishing it aside from some scenes/particular episodes!

I've also always been very anal about detail in my stories - I love including the most unnecessary shit in my work!! Do you need to know what Rose had for breakfast? No. Are you gonna know anyway? YES!!! I just love making my stories feel as organic and lifelike as possible.

I've been working really hard on scenery recently, which I've been getting compliments on! I have aphantasia, so this is something I've put a lot of energy and focus into as I've come to realise it's pretty important for readers lol.

And, not to brag, but I do think I write some pretty banging smut. It's taken ten or so years of practice, but I got there in the end.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Eh, I feel I'm not super great at coming up with like... proper action/plot. Like I can do circumstances and events quite alright, but coming up with something like... say, escaping from a villain/bad situation, I've always felt pretty shit at accomplishing. However, I always try to improve.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I only speak English, so it's a bit daunting! But I just use Google Translate and consult others where possible. And, as Niyati has mentioned in her own post, I recently used her technique of writing from the non-speaker's perspective and it's been a welcome addition to my skills! Shout out, girlie <3

19. First fandom you wrote for?

It would've been 5SOS, but those fics are long gone - I deleted them from Wattpad, and the iPod that the original drafts are on doesn't work, unfortunately.

I also wrote about other bands that I listen to - Asking Alexandria, Of Mice & Men, You Me At Six, Pierce the Veil, and Bring Me The Horizon. I still have most of the drafts, but I deleted all but four of them from the internet lol (the ones that were deleted were unfinished works).

I don't write about these people anymore as I did come to realise, Wait a minute, it's kinda weird and gross to write about these people like this lol (no hate on anyone who does). But I'm always down to chat about my sordid past haha.

20. Favourite fic you've ever written?

I would have to say "Come, gentle night, come" as it's probably the most amount of effort I put into writing. I think it's my best smut and cherish it deeply!

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