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stardreamer28 · 6 months
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snuggling travel buddies & a moodboard/family photo. so I threw this together. not my best but it was what I had lol. p.s. if you can’t tell by now I don’t have much of the kids who play Theo and Sophie hence why there’s not many edits of them. same with Meghan & the kids. I have alot for Frankenwolf but not many shots of the kids fit Meghan’s pics, so that’s why there’s so many Victor/Trevor shots
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rknase · 1 year
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you have no idea what i've been doing
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c1nnam00n · 19 days
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Having a comfort fic but also has the most gut wrenching angst to it as well is perfection
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fisherobinson · 25 days
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Miss Fisher and the Crypt of Tears (2020)
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iaminatree · 3 months
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idc if he killed all those people he was swag as hell while doing it
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missfisherandjack · 2 months
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Happy Valentine’s Day 💘
Miss Fisher’s Murder Mysteries (2012-2015)
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emiko-matsui · 9 months
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sometimes a family isn't a mom, dad, and kid. sometimes it's a lady detective, a deceivingly badass catholic, a butler named mr. butler, two inseparable commie taxi drivers, a ruggedly handsome divorcee, a himbo, a lesbian doctor, a 14 year old kleptomaniac, and aunt prudence
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tinyplanetss · 1 year
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i like thinking about different reasons phillip referred to his partner/husband by his (their?) last name, such as
1. (normal) it's a work thing and so he wanted to be as professional as he could be while covered in flour
2. (gay people) gay people nicknames are just like that sometimes. maybe phillip started calling him that before they got together and it just stuck
3. (gay people 2) it's fun when you're gay married to nod at each other and go "hello mr. blanc" "hello to you too mr. blanc" hehehehe same name go brrr :)
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drcamemesaroyan · 8 months
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me: "dw mom ill use my iPad for studying"
the studying:
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greentealycheejelly · 2 months
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Re-watching Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, so...
For my my @sweetspicybingo card, prompt: kiss me.
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shanastoryteller · 24 days
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Happy lovers season Shana! I'm very excited for the upcoming prompts! 😀 Can I please request some more Enola Holmes or Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries? 💚 If not please feel free to do a dealer's choice. I love all that you write and it fills me with joy to see new updates from you 😊
set in the same universe as Here is Your Home Country
Dot doesn’t want a big wedding, doesn’t want a lot of fuss. Married at her church, and then Prudence has offered to have the reception in her garden. Probably more at Jane’s insistence than anything else, but considering Mr. Butler has already insisted on handling the catering and logistics and anything else she might need assistance with, she might as well.
It’s sweet of him, really. She knows that he’s worried about her sisters that disapprove and her mother that disapproves and her brothers that had been apocalyptic at the news, and how that means she’ll be planning this wedding without them. She’s not worried. They’d never cared about her life or her happiness until it was something that would embarrass them.
The less said about what her friends from church think, the better. But she hasn’t headed their gossip for years, not since she started working for Miss Fisher.
Jack’s a good man and doesn’t deserve their ire. She won’t tolerate it.
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“You’re really doing it, huh?”
Dot looks up and feels first pleasure then wariness that settles on a gut rolling mixture of the two. “Hello, Nell.”
Her older sister is standing over her, blocking her light, but she just closes her notebook and uses her foot to nudge the chair opposite her. The waiter should be by again soon.
She looks different out of the heavy makeup and light clothes of the club. Wearing a sweater and long skirt, she looks like the sister Dot remembers. “Mum called me. Me.”
Dot winces. “You’re invited, of course, I just wasn’t sure where to send the invite.”
Nell leans back in her chair, raising an eyebrow and reaching into her purse for a cigarette. Dot wishes she wouldn’t. She hates the smell. “I didn’t really get that impression from you two.”
“We were just colleagues then,” she says, which isn’t completely accurate, but neither is friends. Or perhaps it is. They knew one another then, and respected each other, and were kind to one another. But she’d had Hugh, and Jack’s eyes had been on Miss Fisher, and – they hadn’t known, then, where they would end up.
It’s nice.
She knew him and liked him and cared about him before she loved him. It makes her feel like she can trust him, that he won’t surprise her in a way she doesn’t like.
Nell hums, then says, “She wants to know if you’re having money troubles.”
Dot stares, wishing she knew her mother a little less well and didn’t understand exactly what she was saying. “She thinks I’m marrying Jack for his money because I have gambling debts?”
She shrugs. “You know what she sees at the church.”
She’s not going to get angry. Getting angry won’t do her any good. “I’m marrying him because I love him.”
“You loved Hugh,” she says. “He was cute. Your age. He even converted.”
Part of her wonders who was keeping Nell updated on the gossip of her life. The rest of her doesn’t care. “He didn’t love me right.”
“There’s a wrong way?” she asks, too lightly.
“Yes,” she says, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from scowling. “And I can’t love anyone right who loves me wrong. Hugh and I would have been miserable, in the end. We were in love with people that didn’t exist.”
She’d wanted someone who would love her through all of her changes.
Hugh had wanted someone who would never change.
Even in her bitterest moments, she can’t truly blame him. She had been a static woman when they’d met. She was the one that changed and she was the one that had wanted someone who would love her anyway and she was the one that had ended their engagement when she’d realized that someone wasn’t him.
Nell leans forward to steal her half-drunk cup of coffee, leaning back as she gulps it down in three long swallows. “Okay. I’ll tell Mum to back off, yeah? Not that it’ll do any good. She never listens to me anyway.”
“Oh,” Dot says, startled, and then Nell is getting to her feet and waving as she melts back into the crowd of the street.
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Bert and Cec are in their room, sleeping after working through the night. Jack is over, but he’s never not known, and these days they don’t even bother to shove their twin beds apart when he's here.
She’s seated on her knees at the coffee table, Jack sitting behind her on the couch, nose buried in a case file that she’s going to look over herself as soon as she figures out this seating chart.
Jack clears his throat and she leans back, pressing her back to his knees and looking up. The file has been discarded and he’s looking at her with a sort of warm softness that has her reaching out her hand and letting him haul her upright just enough so that she can fall into his lap, seated sideways so her legs are stretched out over the couch.
His arms come around her waist and his lips quirk up in an almost smile. She smooths out the line between his eyebrows with her thumb, almost asks, but know it’s a waste when he’s nearly there already.
Sure enough, he looks at the space over her head and asks, “Do you want us to get a new house?”
She blinks. She hadn’t considered it, really, had assumed that she’d move into the house Jack has now. She’s been there. It’s a very nice house. A little empty feeling, perhaps, but she figured they’d solve that quickly enough. Instead of saying any of that, she asks, “Do you want me to want us to get a new house?”
He looks at her then, exasperated, and she smiles, shifting her hand lower to trace his bottom lip. He licks his lips, his tongue barely brushing her fingertip, and her breath hitches, but he says, “Rosie picked it.”
It makes sense that his first wife helped pick the house, and Dot has never tiptoed her way around Rosie, but that’s not quite what he’s saying.
Rosie picked it.
“Do you like it?” she asks.
Jack shrugs, looking away from her again. “She made a good choice.”
“Yes,” Dot agrees. It really is a very nice house, in a good area. “But do you like it?”
He shifts beneath her, meeting her gaze when he admits, “I let her pick what she wanted. I thought things would be okay, if I could give her what she wanted.”
And now it reminds him of how much that didn’t work, how she left that house and him both. He’d offered her the house in the divorce, but she hadn’t wanted it, for her own reasons.
“Why don’t we pick something we both want?” she asks, because no matter how nice the house is, she doesn’t want what he doesn’t’. “I bet Mac has some good leads on houses that are going to be on the market. She knows so many useful things like that.”
“Yeah?” he asks, relief making his whole body relax even as his arms tighten, tugging her that much closer against him.
“Yeah,” she echoes, then dips down her head for a kiss he’s eager to give her.
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stardreamer28 · 7 months
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Johnny Kincaid - Trevor Zachary Lucas Frankenstein.
Jack Fisher - Theodore Hudson Frankenstein.
Ella Ramacieri - Sophie Rose Frankenstein.
admittedly Johnny was the 1st one I cast as the kids, the other 2 I had from other projects. Johnny could realistically play their son between appearence & mannerisms. Jack is amazingly talented for such a young age, & Ella is equally talented as part of the world of soap children.
looking through the photos I've never felt so strongly wanting someone to play an actor's kid as I do Johnny & Ella. except the little boy on Prison Break. and Jack I just adore  so much in his roles. I was tossing around names & I really liked Sophie Elizabeth since Victor calls Ruby ‘Liza’ & it’d fit the Frankenstein setting, but I also reallly like Sophie Rose.
so there's my Frankenwolf Babies casting, hope you enjoy it!
p.s. for Alias fics the choice was decided already due to David's scenes with Steven lol.
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rknase · 1 year
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hi i wanted to post this on valentine's day but i completely forgot. polycule identities
jack: gay cis male (he/him)
max: gay demiboy (he/him)
pedro: pan trans male (he/him)
chase: gay aro cis male (he/him)
sammie: straight cis male (he/him) (he's more of a friend than a partner but they want to include him in everything)
lux: gay demi/demi trans male (he/they)
hank: bicurious, still figuring it out (he/him)
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avoteforme · 2 months
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here's looking at you kid
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fisherobinson · 26 days
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MISS FISHER’S MURDER MYSTERIES
3x04 : Blood & Money
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perceptivehands · 1 year
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phryne&jack + visual innuendo
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