Oh Miss Fisher

Thoughts about Dreamy DI Jack and his Miss Fisher, from DPShimmyShimmy

[abner-krill]

Ok so please just

look at Jack’s face when he thinks he might have seriously upset Dot with a spoiler

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Especially because Jack was feeling like a hot-shit hero walking in with the missing story...

[jennycalendar]

phryne and jack trying to kill me by looking as married as possible

[scruggzi]

Also Phryne looks stunning in gold and I can’t stop looking at that tiny glass in Jack’s giant hands.

[dpshimmyshimmy]

I adore the fact that all of the glassware in Phryne’s house is sized for Phryne. She never struggles with a glass that is too large for her hand, even in whiskey glasses. To me it’s an extension of a woman dressing for her own pleasure - that a woman can also decorate first for her own pleasure and comfort, and if men find the environment appealing that’s a nice bonus.

[gaslightgallows]

I spent all day making a pair of flannel pj pants. I've never made any kind of clothing before.

They're not great. Honestly, I fucked them up pretty badly. But they're wearable. And hey, I made a whole damn pair of pants. :D

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Hey, pants are super hard. Way to go you!

[izzyandlouie-deactivated2024050]

September 15th, 2019

Deadweight

Detective Inspector Jack Robinson ~ Nathan Page

Dorothy Williams ~ Ashleigh Cummings

Phryne Fisher ~ Essie Davis

Albert Johnson ~ Travis McMahon

Cec Yates ~ Anthony Sharpe

[dpshimmyshimmy]

I love this shot

[kidnthehall]

So, @whopooh had this great idea, or maybe it was a need? Anyway, she commissioned this one, so much fun to do! 😘

[whopooh]

Oooh, it is finished! I love it so much! My beautiful, beautiful detectives ❤

[221aubrina]

See? I KNEW it had to be your commission @whopooh ! 😉😄😘😍

[dpshimmyshimmy]

This is freaking AWESOME!

[aljwritesphryne]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

IT LIVES!!!!! 

After an almost two year break, the Modern AU Phrack you never knew you needed, and which has now been well and truly overtaken by Real Life Events, returns!

I’m so, so sorry that this has taken as long as it has. I slightly lost my mojo, then I started an MA, and let me tell you, that is *intense*. As I upload this chapter, I have four weeks until my Dissertation is due in, so naturally, the muse is back with a mighty vengeance, for any piece of writing that *isn’t* 12,000 words about Representation in Australian Performance and Theatre (Dissertation topic). 

There is, obviously, more of this to come, which is at various levels of being sketched out. I’ll try to add the next one when I can, although my ‘sketch’ for that is much briefer than I perhaps thought it was.

If you’re totally new to this fic, and wondering what on earth this is all about, you need to start here, which is where it all began…

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Yay happy happy! More of one of my faves!!

[goneeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee-dea]

just in case everyone forgot jack and phryne (miss fishers murder mysteries) invented romantic and sexual tension thanks for coming to my ted talk

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Truthfact

[hello-beaniebeanie]

[dpshimmyshimmy]

This makes me so happy

[phryne-yes]

cons of chatting with me: you get like 10 messages in a row full of mfmm shitposting

pros of chatting with me: you get like 10 messages in a row full of mfmm shitposting

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Yes, please!

[kinkykinard]

How about “Your pulse is racing” with Jack Robinson and Miss Phryne Fisher ^_^

Phryne gasped as a hand reached out of the alcove she was running by, pulling her in forcefully.  She groaned as she came into contact with another body, instinctively trying to pull away as whoever she had crashed into attempted to subdue her.  A strong pair of hands closed around her wrists, pulling her in even closer.

“Phryne, it’s me, it’s Jack.”

It took the words a moment to sink in, but as they did, Phryne stopped struggling.  Her breathing was a little ragged from running, and she was acutely aware of how close together she and Jack were standing in the tight space.

“It’s alright, we’re safe here.  Are you alright?”

Phryne nodded.

“Not a scratch on me.”

Jack raised an eyebrow, pointedly tightening his grip on her wrists.

“Are you sure?  Your pulse is racing.”

Phryne averted her gaze, making a show of glancing over her shoulder for signs of the men who’d been pursuing her.

“Is it?  I hadn’t noticed.”

Jack held on for a little while longer, pulling her even closer as hurried footsteps sounded nearer to them.  He felt her heart rate respond to his proximity and it was all he could do not to smile smugly knowing he was unsettling her.  It was a treat seeing the unflappable Phryne Fisher come undone a little and in spite of their situation he hoped he’d get another chance to throw her off-kilter again very soon.

The footsteps faded into the distance again and Jack reluctantly pulled away, dropping her wrists and peeking out of the alcove.  He looked both ways for signs of trouble and glanced over his shoulder when he found none.

“The coast is clear,” he announced.  “Let’s move before they come back.”

Phryne reached out and grasped his hand, and he’d be a liar if he said his own heart didn’t start beating just a little bit faster at that.

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[aljwritesphryne]

Lovely!

[flashofthefuse]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Summary: Jack confronts Victoria about her collaboration with his murder victim.

2019 came in and kicked my butt making writing difficult. I’m crawling out from under and getting back on track! Thanks for hanging in there with me on this one.

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Hooray! Hope you’re okay @flashofthefuse !

[inzannatea-deactivated20190630]

What’s that smell?

Not sure if anyone will see this, but what are your favorite scents and/or scent combinations?

Please respond if you can.

[inzannatea-deactivated20190630]

The reason I am asking…

I decided to do a thing with my bits of otherwise useless practice pottery. These are scented 60% vanilla/40 % cinnamon (because those were the best scents I could source locally today)

[geenee27]

Love this idea @inzannatea . Vanilla and cinnamon are a favourite. I also love cranberry or cloves or dare I say - pumpkin spice. 😍

[dpshimmyshimmy]

I always love food flavors. Vanilla and cinnamon is yum! So many candles are too floral, which os instant headache time for me. :-)

[inzannatea-deactivated20190630]

Nathan Page – Working out the Details.

[geenee27]

Not fair @inzannatea . (Whimper)

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Lurve this so much!

[electriceell]

It’s been 3 years...

Tomorrow, actually, it will have been three years from my suicide attempt and subsequent hospitalization. 

I’ll be three years clean from cutting. 

Three moves, three states, two doc programs, four therapists, two psychiatrists, and one visit to crisis counseling.

It feels like a huge amount of time and also none at all. Because three years is almost half the time I’ve been a pseudo-adult, but it’s also such a small portion of the years I have ahead of me. 

But maybe that’s the point. It’s huge in what I’ve survived and it’s tiny compared to how much more I plan on living. 

[dpshimmyshimmy]

You know what? I’m very proud of you. You are amazing and strong and powerful.

[phrynefisherdaily]

I was beginning to give up hope.

[firesign23]

Gah! This post keeps crossing my dash today and I cannot deal with the damned FEELINGS it gives me. Because so much of this scene is overshadowed by the separation, which is understandable because it’s heartwrenching. But this moment here, isolated… it really underscores where she is. This murder is closer to home than many are and she’s solved it (she’s Phryne FIsher, of course she has), but Jack… Jack and his distance, that’s not something she can solve. And she’s a little on edge and so HAPPY that her friend has arrived. One of the brilliant things about this show is that it doesn’t fall into the trap of holding romantic love over all other types, and in this tiny little moment you SEE what is on the line for her when Jack chooses to walk away. 

(Also, that dog earing of the book just brings me so much joy. It’s a fantastic little character detail)

[kidnthehall]

@omgimsarahtoo asked for neck kissing. We do need that. Clearly. So much fun!

[omgimsarahtoo]

OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG OMG

*gulp* OK, I need to fic this. Again. After I stare at it for a few minutes. Or maybe hours. Because oh holy mother of pearl is that perfect! @kidnthehall you are AMAZING!

[geenee27]

Wow. 😍 🔥

[flashofthefuse]

Cause of death: @kidnthehall.

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Yeah. This.

[lisbonsteresa]

(I have seen every episode of this show at least twice and somehow ‘do you like rocks’ is still the thing that makes me laugh the hardest)

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Well, it is like he is trying to hand her a testicle.

[lisbonsteresa]

oh my fucking god

[dpshimmyshimmy]

Okay, @dorothy-williams , you didn’t know this about me, but I honestly find spit-takes to be the funniest thing ever. They make me laugh every freaking time! Thanks for this!