#danny latimer

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broadchurch au concepts NOW

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Ok another appreciation post

Ok I am making my way through filmographies of some of my favorite actors and I've finally made it around to walking Broadchurch staring David Tennant and I gotta talk about it. I will be adding a spoiler warning.

Ok here's another super late night appreciation post/rant about a stunning tv show that left me thinking. I love it when shows do that! And I will say that one thing that I love is that I could not figure out the who dun it which I'm pretty good at doing when watching a detective tv show and every season I couldn't figure it out. Each season I was left speechless.

The first season, I was crushed when Jack Marshall passed and I really thought Nigel had done it. And my jaw was on the floor when it was revealed that it was Joe Miller who killed Danny. I also don't know if I love the idea of all of the main detectives in these detective shows having a physical or mental problem (Sherlock and his cocaine addiction, Bull and his heart conditions/heart attacks, not to mention all of the detectives that get shot or injured and all of the distrust and such. it just seems like an overdone trope in my opinion) but I do think they did a good job with it on this show. It was handled differently that you see on others and that's what made it work.

The second was just a whirlwind of emotions. I was livid when Joe was found innocent. He should not have gotten off and even with circumstantial evidence, I really thought they would have found new evidence that would have gotten him convicted but they never did. Now this may be a hot take but I lowkey hated Beth in this season. There are multiple cases of spouses not knowing that anything is amiss in their household. And because Ellie was working on the case, I can see why she didn't believe it was Joe. Not wanting to believe he would be so stupid as to commit a murder. I believe Beth was just spiraling and needed to take a deep breath. I was very happy when Alec survived his surgery and solved Sandbrook. He deserved the wins and I loved that for him.

Season three hit very close to home for me so many times I had to watch a couple episodes then walk away and leave it alone for a little while then coming back. I will say, this is the one season that shocked me the most in terms of who did it. I really thought it was Jim or Ian, I did not expect it to be Leo and Michael and the different layers that this case had. I was sick to my stomach at one point but at the same time, it was interesting because I believe that's a sign of a good plot twist. I also just want to say that I love how good of parents Ellie and Alec are portrayed. It made me smile when Alec defended his daughter and then tore up her ticket.

Overall, I will say that it deserves the high ratings that it has on both IMDb and Rotten Tomatoes. It's definitely a show I will recommend in the future to other people and multiple rewatches. The cast was stunning and the stories were great!

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the literal best broadchurch edit I’ve ever seen everybody please give this some mega love

broad church.........

[do-angels-dream-of-starry-seas]

I have not watched Rivals, but God do I want a fic with Alec and Tony as twin brothers. Don't make Tony sympathetic either, just have them reunite and Alec realizing that nope, he's a bastard and probably punches him in the face

[rheitais]

DP x DC One shooting star later. Pt 1.5

This is more snips and bits about the batfam interactions with the Nightingales/Fentons.

[ Part 1 | Part 2 | Masterpost ]

Original post here^

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In a local cafe (way before the joker incident):

Ellie: I am just saying the villains here? In all honesty are like a joke.

Jazz, studying to be a therapist: Mhmmhm, hey do you think I would be able to catch Dr. Quinzel next time shes out of Arkham?

Dan: Probably, stop stealing my food, what are you, Catwoman???

Danny: Oh please I don't have the body for that. She's very fancy, don't compare me to a queen.

Ellie: I thought you would be more insulted because you were excused for thievery.

Danny: Do I look like Dan to you?

Dan: Hypocrite says what?

Danny: Mass murderer says what?

Tim in the next booth: ????? *Aggressively texting the batfam group chat*

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Dan: why do we need to be together again?

Danny: So you can't kill anyone again and I don't start killing people.

Dan: right, right.....

Danny:

Dan:

Dan: So.... What do we do with this?

Danny: Look clowns are really freaky. I know jazz told us to stay out of trouble since we are kinda on the bats radar but he kinda sneaked up on *us*. Again mind you. This was fully deserved. Right?

Dan, standing over the joker's dead body: Yeah, but we did just kill him in someone else's haunt.... We aren't even supposed to be over here.

Danny: Call mom?

Dan: Call mom.

Red hood overhead staring at the 2 halfas and a dead joker: Fck if they didn't already have parents I would pull a bruce with these 2.

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Maddie: And that is how you make an energy gun that uses solar panels. No bullets and litter required and 100% effective.

Poison Ivy, who kidnapped Maddie and Ellie: Would you like to work for me?

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Jack at a gala since his family was invited: IT IS GREAT TO MEET YOU MISTER REPORTER MAN! *Aggressively shaking the reporter's hand and honestly just man handling him the whole time*

Bruce: Ah, Mr.Nightingale I think ya wife is looking for ya?

Jack: Maddie? OK BYE REPORTER MAN AGAIN.

Clark: How the hay is he so strong?? *Still dizzy from the handshake*

Bruce: Hm. *Also had that whiplash when he first met the man*

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Ellie: The teacher is so dumb, " Benny didn't invent anything, if anything he sucked at it. A guy named Lewie actually made it way better"

Damian: You mean Lewis Latimer?

Ellie: Yeah! He is actually a really cool dude. It's so dumb the teacher didn't mention him :(

Damian: While I would have to agree that the lack of proper credit is missing in the textbooks, I am intrigued by your opinions on this matter.

Ellie: Please I'm not fancy or anything i just travel and spoke to a lot of people for a while. Plus stuff about history is more my brother's thing, I am a chaotic art girlie myself.

Damian: Interesting.

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Just an idea

[denaliwrites]

It's Been a Long, Long Time

Alec Hardy x GN!Reader

Summary: The two of you danced around your feelings like two tango dancers... who don't know how to tango.

Soundtrack: It's Been a Long, Long Time by Harry James

Requests: Open!

Warnings: Abundant dumbassery.

You'd known Alec Hardy since he first moved to Broadchurch.

He'd stepped into the cafe where you worked on his very first day with the Broadchurch police and ordered a plain black coffee and a croissant. A bit basic, you'd thought at first, but then you'd reminded yourself that not everyone needed sugar bombs and heavy breakfasts to get going in the morning.

Given he was little more than a (rather grumpy) twig, you'd come to the conclusion that he'd probably die of a heart attack if he consumed anything more than his plain black coffee and croissant.

He came in nearly every day after that, and nearly every day it was the same order. Sometimes he picked up an extra drink for his partner, or he ordered a fruit pastry instead of his usual croissant. One time, he'd ordered tea instead of coffee. But for the most part, for the better part of a year, it was the same thing, over and over.

The first few visits, he'd refused to talk to you beyond what was strictly required -- he gave you his order and a thank you, and then he was gone. Over the months, though, he opened up more and more. He'd never needed to tell you his job -- that was easy enough to guess once the Danny Latimer case reached the public. But other details, like that he had a daughter, or that he was a cat person, or that his favorite color was green -- those came after months of only receiving "my usual, please."

Even with him opening up, though, he was hard to get to know, and even harder to fall in love with... yet you managed both. Unfortunately, Alec was an idiot.

Your boss, Alec's partner Ellie, pretty much anyone who saw the two of you interact could see that you were crushing rather hard on the detective. Anyone and everyone, except the man himself.

At first, it drove you up the wall how blind he was to your affections -- you weren't exactly making any effort to keep it concealed, and in fact thought you made it rather obvious -- too obvious, maybe, if all of Broadchurch excluding the idiot in question could tell.

But then it slowly became a game to you -- how clear could you be yet still be misunderstood? Every day you played chicken with yourself -- would today be the day? The answer was always no, even when you gave him a heart-shaped cookie on Valentine's. You'd even said "on me." Hell, before that you'd even given him a peck on the cheek under mistletoe sometime around Christmas.

You were pretty sure any chance you had at romance with him was doomed.

At least, until the Farthing Wood Club Incident.

You hadn't exactly meant to witness a crime. It just sort of happened. You were cleaning up after an event you'd catered when someone broke into the event hall and started tearing through the place.

Quietly, carefully, you ducked into a supply closet and dialed the only person you could think to call -- Alec. Of course. You heard him pick up but didn't dare answer him, even as he got louder and more annoyed, to the point where you had to mute him.

He hung up, and panic flooded your system. Desperately, you called him again, only to put him back on mute when he picked up.

You were relieved when he didn't hang up.

Any thoughts you may have had about why were lost as footsteps approached the closet. They got so close that you could hear the man breathing and, instinctively, you stopped. Several moments passed before he moved on, and it took every ounce of self-control you had to keep yourself from gasping for breath.

He passed by again a few minutes later, then again a few minutes after that.

This repeated a number of times, to the point that you were starting to get dizzy from keeping your breath held in so many random intervals.

"Oi! Anyone in here?" you heard Alec's voice call from somewhere in the building, just as the man who'd broken in passed the closet. You heard Alec call your name, and it filled you with dread as you realized that now the intruder probably knew someone else was here.

You could almost hear the man's head turn towards the closet, but before he could open the door and find you, Alec's footsteps echoed closer -- and the intruder's footsteps made the sound of a hasty retreat.

You didn't allow yourself to breathe until the voice of Alec calling your name got close -- practically right outside the door. Then, with no hesitance or shame, you threw yourself out of the closet and into Alec's arms.

Without thinking, and with nothing in your veins but pure, unfiltered adrenaline, you pulled him into a relieved kiss.

He was pretty predictably shocked at first, especially as mid-kiss your body started shaking with sobs, but rather than push you away or even break the kiss, he simply... held you. Let you ride out the emotions in the way you seemed to need.

Finally, you pulled away, wiping at your tears and panting as everything came crashing down. "G-God, I'm so -- I'm so sorry," you whimpered, looking anywhere but at him. "I don't know why I did that. I just..."

"Hey," he started, pulling your attention back to him. He looked so... calm, so reassuring. "Everyone deals with situations like this differently. Believe it or not, that's not even the strangest thing someone's done t'me in a moment of high stress."

You managed to chuckle a little, but it came out somewhat hollow. "Really? You're gonna try to tell me someone's done worse than kiss you unexpectedly?"

"It wasn't entirely unexpected."

You blanched. "What do you mean?"

"Well, like I said, I've gotten weirder reactions."

Oh. That was... a lot less anxiety-inducing than you were expecting.

"Yeah, well. This wasn't really the way I pictured our first kiss going," you admitted with a sigh.

"Oh? You were picturing us havin' a first kiss?"

Fuck.

And the way he sounded so pleasantly surprised, it threw you off but filled you immediately with delight.

"Well, yeah, I've only been crushing on you since the day we met."

"Oh, why didn't you say somethin'?" he asked.

That brought out a barking laugh. "Alec, I've been dropping hints for months. Some of them were... I dunno, nuclear level obvious."

"Oh... well," he said, rubbing the back of his head awkwardly. "Y'ken, sometimes ye just gotta say it outright for us to get it."

"Yeah, I learned that early on. I guess I just hoped I was wrong or something, maybe."

"It does explain a few things," he said thoughtfully.

You thought it explained most things involving the relationship between you two, but you wondered what he was thinking of in particular. "Oh yeah?"

"Well, there was that mistletoe just before Christmas... and again on New Year... and the heart cookie..."

Leave it to Alec to miss all but the most obvious of clues. Of course.

"Oh, Alec," you sighed. "What am I gonna do with you?"

"Dunno. Grab dinner, maybe? After I file a report for this, of course."

[nyx-knacks-writes]

Just Remember That You're Still Alive

Spoilers ahead! (TW: mentions of cheating, divorce, murder, rape, etc. Stuff that the show [Broadchurch] is known to tackle. Also there is foul language.)

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For a beach town like Broadchurch, summer was undoubtedly the busiest time of the year. Wave after wave of tourists crashed down upon the town week after week, day in and day out, and tourists, as DI Hardy well knew, meant trouble.

Tourists, for the most part, were happy people with dopey smiles and loose wallets. They ran around gasping and gawking at everything, getting way too drunk, spending way too much money, and stirring up way too much shit. Bloody tourists. Needless to say, Hardy was perfectly happy to see the tourists shove off for the season.

However, despite his general disdain for the visiting population, Broadchurch didn't feel quite right without all the tourists milling around. After all, Hardy had first come to Broadchurch as one of the tourists, back when he was a little boy. Even when he'd come back to Broadchurch with Claire, it had been dead in the middle of summer, and the town's population had been accordingly swollen as compared to the colder months. All to say that he was used to seeing the town all busy and bustling and bursting with life. Now, as autumn swept in with her cool breezes and brightly colored leaves, Broadchurch had turned quiet, peaceful, and at times, just a little spooky.

Roundabout five in the morning, Hardy had found himself staring up at the ceiling from his bed, utterly incapable of going back to sleep. He tossed and turned and, for a moment, debated simply getting up and starting his day. But Daisy, so far as he knew, was sleeping soundly in the next room over, and the floors creaked, and the doors squeaked, and the kettle shrieked, and he just knew it would be impossible to run through his morning routine without waking her up. This would result in a grumpy teenage daughter on his hands. Not really an ideal 'first thing in the morning' scenario. He'd at least like to get the poor girl to school in a neutral mood rather than outright bad.

It was funny, he mused, resigned to an hour or so of continuing to stare at the ceiling, how catching murderers and rapists hardly even made him break a sweat, but the prospect of dealing with a crabby teen kept him firmly in bed like a scared little boy. But he didn't have to worry about screwing up the development of murderers and rapists as they grew into adults. One way or another, that had already been done. Daisy, on the other hand, was his sweet, precious daughter, his little girl who wasn't quite so little anymore. He did have to worry about screwing up her development. Actually, that had already happened, given the divorce and the cheating and the falling out with her mother, even though pretty much all the blame on those was down to Tess. So it was more on him to help her work through those unfortunate events and try not to put his foot in his mouth and/or get himself killed in the meantime. Sure. No sweat.

Alec shook his head and sighed as his thoughts meandered on over to Tess. Oh, Tess. He had dearly loved her, really. He was just... exceedingly poor at showing it. And that was being generous. He was missing her more than ever. After his unsuccessful attempt to reunite their family, and after taking Daisy back down to Broadchurch, and after the Danny Latimer trial and finally solving the Sandbrook case and catching Trish's rapist, well... his head had been quiet. He'd had more space for her in his mind. And she'd filled up that space about as quickly as it had become available. He knew that he really shouldn't be missing her. After all, her cheating had ultimately been the fuck-up (no pun intended) that had royally screwed up his career and caused the divorce. But he missed her anyway.

At the very least, she knew what it had been like to be a teenage girl, even if that knowledge was time-blurred, shadowy, and belonged to a bygone era. She better understood how to navigate the ups and downs and sideways-es of cliques and crushes and whacked-out-hormones making you think up was down and left was right. All he could do was threaten—er, instruct teenage boys not to play around with his daughter lest they incur the horrible, hair-raising wrath of DI Hardy.

A soft groan slipped out of Alec's mouth as the thought of teenage boys called to mind the Photo Fiasco from Daisy's first few months in Broadchurch. He was nearly certain that that had been the worst time of Daisy's life, perhaps tied with the divorce. She'd been new in town, she'd been completely at odds with her mother, she'd had a father who was busy just about to the point of being neglectful, and to top it all off, her shiny-new friends had turned against her and spread her intimate photos in what had to have been the worst betrayal poor Daisy had ever suffered.

Alec imagined it must have felt like the dreaded 'naked in school' dream come to life. Not that he thought she had any business taking those sorts of photos to begin with. He didn't care if she was technically an adult. The human brain didn't finish developing until, what, twenty-five? She still had a ways to go, and if she'd never taken the photos, the whole situation would never have come to pass. But that seemed like victim-blaming to him. Was that victim-blaming? It was true, logically, but... Maybe it was best he'd never said that to her. In any case, this was the sort of incident that tended to stick (oh, goody, another thing to screw up her development) both personally and professionally. It wasn't the sort of thing he ever thought would happen to his daughter. Maybe he could ask Miller for tips. She knew what it was like to be a teenage girl, despite not knowing what it was like to raise one. Yes, he could ask Miller.

Hardy shifted onto his side, watching as the deep blue of night gave way to a gray, foggy morning. At least it wasn't—nope, thought too soon. Rain began to patter down upon his window, and thunder rumbled outside like the snore of a giant. Even Mother Nature didn't want him to get out of bed. He rolled over to check the alarm clock and nodded to himself. Six o'clock. Good enough.

At last, DI Hardy lifted himself out of bed to face the day, ignoring the pops and pains that marked his age. He made his way to the door with a yawn and a stretch, mentally adding another task to the to-do list. He needed to take Daisy to school. He couldn't have his little girl arriving to school soaked, could he? After all, she'd complained before that the building was too cold. At last, he went to wake her, a small smile playing at the corners of his lips. Another day was officially beginning, whether he was ready for it or not. Another day full of trial and error, failure and success. And he wouldn't miss it for the world.

[gryfflepuffinthetardis]

Blood in My Ledger (Alec Hardy x Reader) Summary

Officer Y/n L/n is a forensic psychologist-slash-criminal profiler for the National Crime Agency (NCA) for the Serious Crime Analysis Section (SCAS) who specializes with crimes against children so when eleven-year-old Daniel "Danny" Latimer is murdered in the otherwise sleepy, idyllic town of Broadchurch in Wessex, Dorset, she arrives rather quickly with her nieces-slash-adopted daughters and meets DI Alec Hardy and DS Ellie Miller. They are surprised that this twenty-four-year-old is so far in her career and has enough experience under her belt. Alec Hardy finds himself taken aback by her when he finds her to be unpredictable; just when he thinks he has her pinned down, she surprises him. She is compassionate yet matter-of-fact. She is understanding yet perceptive of deception. She is deeply intelligent yet humble. She is professional yet sarcastic, and… he could swear she's flirting with him at times. But it turns out there's even more to Y/n than meets the eye, and it turns out she is just as broken and traumatized as Hardy is.

Alec Hardy x Reader (Slow Burn) Broadchurch Rewrite

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Choreographers and where they danced at

ALDC

Rachel Kreiling (NYCDA Faculty) Gianna Martello (ALDC Faculty)

Bobbie’s School of Performing Arts

Mandy Korpinen (Radix Faculty)

Bolero

Nika Kljun (Jump Faculty)

CC & Company Dance

Kirsten Russell (Jump Faculty)

Center Stage Performing Arts Studio

Ashly Costa (Nuvo Faculty) Jenna Johnson (24Seven Faculty)

Club Dance Studio

Kalani Hilliker Brynn Rumfallo (Club Dance Faculty) Jaycee Wilkins (Club Dance Faculty)

Dance Academy USA

Cindy Salgado (NYCDA Faculty)

Dance Connection 2

Erica Marr (Jump Faculty and Club Faculty)

Dance Connections (Greensboro)

Jared Grimes (NYCDA Faculty)

Danceology

Alexa Huey (Danceology Faculty) Jackie Mougel (Danceology Faculty)

Dance Precisions

Molly Long (Jump Faculty and Project 21) Scott Myrick (Pave Faculty) Lonni Olsen (The Space Faculty) Jessica Riches (the Space Faculty)

Dance Town

Rudy Abreu (Dance Town Faculty) D'Angelo Castro (Dance Town Faculty) Ruby Castro (Dance Town Faculty) Easton Payne (Dance Town Faculty) Camila Schwarz (Jump Faculty)

Dance World Academy

Mristen Gorski (Nuvo Faculty)

Denise Smith Dance Studio

Akira Uchida (Jump Faculty)

Denise Wall's Dance Energy

Travis Wall

DC Dance Factory

Elizabeth Petrin (24Seven Faculty)

Elite Dance By Damian

Chelsea Sebes (Evolve Dance Complex)

Evolve Dance Complex

Lauren Herb (Evolve Dance Complex Faculty)

Focal Point Dance Studios

Angela Cifone

Haja Dance Company

Madi Mac (Evolve Dance Complex Faculty)

Joanne Chapman School of Dance

Shannon Mather (24Seven Faculty and Mather) Blake McGrath (24Seven Faculty)

Just Plain Dancin'

Kenzie Fisher (K2 Studios) Kierra Fisher (K2 Studios)

Kathy Haller School of Dance

Julia Pearson (Danceology Faculty)

Kerry Smith's Academy of Dance Arts

Michael Keefe (Jump Faculty)

Larkin Dance Studio

Eva Igo Madison Jordan (Larkin Faculty) Taylor Sieve (Jump Faculty) Mackenzie Symanietz (Larkin Faculty)

Le Studio

Suzi Taylor (NYCDA Faculty)

Mary Alice's Dance Studio

Ali Dietz (NYCDA Faculty)

Master Ballet Academy

Sophia Lucia

Mather Dance Company

Kenzie Fisher (K2 Studios) Kierra Fisher (K2 Studios) Emily Madden (Mather Faculty) Autumn Miller (The Space Faculty) Lonni Olsen (The Space Faculty) Jessica Riches (The Space Faculty) Lexie Rosenstrauch (Mather Faculty) Nicole Smith (Mather)

Michelle Latimer Dance Academy

Kayla Radomski (Radix Faculty) Dana Wilson (NYCDA Faculty)

New Jersey Tap Ensemble

Jason Janas (Radix Faculty)

OCPAA

Hannahlei Cabanilla (Jump Faculty) Rheana Tumang (Studio X)

Pelagie Green Wren Academy of Dance

Kelby Brown (24Seven Faculty)

Perry Mansfield School of the Performing Arts

Jess Hendricks (24Seven Faculty)

Plumb Performing Arts

Jordan Pelliteri

Project 21

Selena Hamilton Addison Moffett Kelly Sweeney

Royal Dance Works

Jaci Royal (24Seven Faculty and Royal Flux)

School of the Arts

Brooke Pieroti (24Seven Faculty and TDC of SF)

Studio 19 Dance Complex

Courtney Schwartz (Radix Faculty)

Taps & Company

Chloe Arnold (NYCDA Faculty)

The Academy of Dance Arts

Madi Hicks (24Seven Faculty and Moving Forward Dallas)

The Dance Club

Joey Dowling (NYCDA Faculty)

The Dance Company of San Francisco

Chantel Aguirre (Nuvo Faculty)

West Coast School of the Arts

Lex Ishimoto (Jump Faculty) Jazelle Torre (Club and Project 21 Faculty)

Westside Dance Project

Megan Goldstein

Westside Ballet

Kim Craven (NYCDA Faculty)

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Chaz Buzan (Radix Faculty) Tina Caspary (Radix Faculty) Danny Lawn (24Seven Faculty and Club Faculty) Ashley Moffitt (Club Faculty) Nick Meola (Nuvo Faculty and Danceology Faculty) Nick Young (24Seven Faculty)

feel free to send me a message or anon if there are people missing (which I know there are)!

[detective-inspector-hardy]

I know about this because I just happen to be in the places these people frequent. I don't know them. I don't interact with them on personal levels. Keep it professional. That's the key to people. You don't interact as a friend or a colleague. You don't get to know them, not really. Just a name and a greeting. You watch them, mostly. I was going to notify you, but why would you listen to a random foreigner on holiday? It's clear that he was puppeting his son. The way his son would behave around him made it all very clear, almost blindingly, in fact. I've studied child psychology and have been in situations like Tom before. Manipulated into being a puppet on a set of tightly wound strings.

It's also a small area. Small towns are like that. Being native to one myself, things get around, and there are always people watching. As for Susan's dog and the bloke that took him, that bloke is a suspicious one. Always out late at night. No one calls for a plumber at three in the morning, do they? My insomnia has me up at ungodly hours, so I take walks. I see him out a lot. Especially near the beach around these caravans. Saw him arguing with Susan. I know Susan because I helped her with her groceries one day.

And I know the Millers because I had to help Mrs. Miller with her toddler. They get into things they aught not to, and aren't aware you don't just run into the street when a car is coming. She's a rather nice lady. But it's Tom that I expressed concern to her over. Whenever she mentioned his father, he always looked very uncomfortable. I happened to be at the same restaurant they went out to lunch at one day and noticed Tom's distant and edgy behavior around his dad. Its obvious.

I've worked with children for over three years and know the signs of abuse. He's making Tom hide things, cover things up. Perhaps even try to get him to blame Mark Latimer for killing Danny. It's glaring you right in the face. You just can't see it yet. Not even his own wife, Ellie Miller. It's all rather sad. But I can't do anything about it.

I don't know if Mrs. Miller mentioned anything about me helping her with babysitting due to being unable to find anyone and being too caught up in the case. Probably not, as she's far more concerned with working on it. I do have my credentials and certifications, though. I'm also a writer staying here for a bit on this holiday so I can finish my novel.

Oh, and there's this other bloke that's just shown up in town. I've seen his face somewhere before. Something to do with the Sandbrook case. Very suspicious, too. He keeps nosing about and maybe even stalking someone. He asked me how far the police station was from where I was at, which was the local book shop. I said I hadn't any idea as I'm just a foreigner on holiday.

I then told him I met this nice lady because he complimented my hair. I then told him that it was the lady, with dark hair that was just walking about on the beach. When he kept asking where that woman I mentioned to him was, I said I didn't know. I just said I met this nice lady, and that she did my hair because I mentioned that I was going to a gathering with a friend and couldn't find a hairdresser in time.

He tried to corner me and grabbed me by the arm. A swift kick got him off, though. This is as close as a statement you'll ever get from me. I'm worried that this man will come after me if I stay around any longer. You never know the true intentions of people, as I'm sure you're very well aware of. I'm already on the run from someone else, and I don't need him nor the police here in this town to complicate things as I try and escape from it all.

-V

Are you telling me how to do my job? I don't appreciate it.

Let me get this straight - you are a tourist, novelist, and babysitter who just happens to "be in the places" suspects frequent. You happen to know all of these key people by being in the right place at coincidentally the right time.

You didn't come forward with your seemingly large amount of information because you didn't think you'd be treated seriously - due to being a tourist. However, you also claim to have personally known DS and Joe Miller and acted as a babysitter for them. You claim to know very intimate details about their home life. That's not something that would be dismissed due to tourism?

Were you only a babysitter more recently? After Joe Miller's arrest? In which case - are you now living in Broadchurch? Tourist back then, still here? For somebody on the run, you sound like you've been here a long time.

You are making extremely serious accusations. If you are still in Broadchurch, they will need to be officially and properly reported/processed. I can not respond to allegations over Tumblr. Please come forward, especially if you're worried for your safety. We can help you, especially if you're currently in danger.

I have very few doubts about the Latimer case. I think your story is bizarrely coincidental and muddled. If you are serious, you should have come forward at the time. Being a tourist means nothing - half of the town are tourists. If you have such detailed and intimate information, that is not an excuse for not coming forward.

I will not respond directly to allegations. I will say, frankly, that your story is strange and unconvincing. That aside, if you are serious about this, come forward. Please. If you are in danger, we can help. That is a promise.

If this is "as close to a statement" as I am going to get, then I am in no position to take it seriously. Especially when it comes to the Latimer case.

I'm more concerned about the harassment from this other man. If you are in danger, please seek help.

[bestsistertournament]

Propaganda Under Cut:

Nala (Mother of Kiara and Kion): Nala is very understanding of Kiara trusting her to make her own choices. Nala is supportive of Kion knowing that he ready to take on the role as Lion Guard.

Beth Latimer (Mother of Chloe, Danny + Elizabeth): Beth checked on Danny every night except the one where he went missing and was found dead in the morning. The grief and the tragedy led to her quitting her job to try and stop things like this happening again. The grief and pain broke her and her husband up. When finding out she was pregnant again after everything that had happened, everything she was going through, she wasn't sure if she wanted to go through with having another child.

[princeloww]

rest in peace danny latimer

[arospec-dragon]

WHAT EXACTLY IS BROADCHURCH?

Please id like to know it seems interesting!

OKAY SO

Broadchurch is a story following Ellie Miller(Olivia Coleman), a d.s for the Broadchurch police, and Alec Hardy(David Tennant), the d.i for the Broadchurch police, pretty much doing their job. Season one they solve the murder of Daniel Latimer; season 2 they solve a supposedly cold case while the trial for Danny's killer is going on; season 3 they find who sexually assaulted a woman in the town.

Its not all dark and heavy though, there is some lighthearted parts, and the characters are really fun and their interactions are amazing.

[periwinklefox13]

Wghat is broadchurch… <- genuinely curious bc of all the stuff you’ve been rbing

I will be talking about the first season because that's easier.

It's a show that takes place in Broadchurch, Dorest, that focuses on two detectives, two parents and a dead child.

Those two detectives are Alec Hardy (played by David Tennant), and Ellie Miller (played by Olivia Coleman).

The two parents are the parents of the dead child (Danny Latimer, played by Oskar McNamara), Beth Latimer (played by Jodie Whittaker) and Mark Latimer (played by Andrew Buchan)

Oh, and David Tennant's character is scottish

And Arthur Darvill (the actor of Rory William) plays a priest.

[lestatslestits]

Ok ill bite. What is broadchurch

Broadchurch is a British crime drama that ran from 2013-2017, with a total of three seasons. It’s about police officers in an insular coastal town in England that gets completely rocked by the murder of a young boy named Danny Latimer. Anyone and everyone in town could be a suspect. Right around the same time, Detective Sergeant Ellie Miller gets looked over for a promotion. The job is given to Detective Inspector Alec Hardy, who has transferred to Broadchurch after some Trouble that took place at his old job (yes what happened does ultimately get explained). The murdered boy was also her son’s best friend, so she’s kind of having A Week. Murders get investigated while she and Alec (who are wildly different) come to terms with each other, and while Alec’s past comes back to haunt him.

It’s twisty as hell and goes in some interesting directions! The seasons build on each other to some degree (seasons one and two, especially, are very related).

Everyone should watch it because Alec Hardy is the guy of all time, the most pathetic dude who has ever lived. Very grumpy and sad. Ideal man tbh.

He’s like if a wet cat were a guy. With lots and lots of secrets. And a Scottish accent.

Anything else is spoiler-y but it’s very emotional and good and I am obsessed with Alec and Ellie. I know it’s gonna sound like I’m overemphasizing how much Alec is a pathetic little weirdo (affectionate), but if anything I’m downplaying it. I would die for him.

Oh also there’s an American remake called Gracepoint that is not very good imo, and the whole entire cast is different except David Tennant is still there.

(This is Emmett Carver. He’s like if Alec Hardy had a Tethered)

Also Skyler White Anna Gunn is on Gracepoint

(Pictured above: Emmett and Ellie. Pictured below: Alec and Ellie. Olivia Colman my beloved.)

(RIP to Anna Gunn but Broadchurch Ellie is superior in literally every way.)

Oh also Arthur Darvill is there as this little hipster-ass priest who I long to place in a terrarium and study like an insect.

Anyways that’s basically all I’ve got, but it’s crucial that you know that Alec has these lil glasses that he wears sometimes and not a day passes that I don’t think about them.

Anyways he’s my wife thanks for coming to my TedTalk