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victoriocity truth and claw absolute banger, the sugdens smashed it AGAIN !!!kudos!!!
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more-better-words · 3 months
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The superstition banter was sooooo flirty omg. Grade A Fleetwhistle right out of the gate
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pansexualnoodle5 · 2 years
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The absolute fond exasperation — or perhaps exasperated fondness — in Fleet’s voice literally every time he’s talking with Clara is just fuckin chef’s kiss 😩
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captainjonnitkessler · 2 months
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Aro Clara Entwhistle. I feel it in my bones
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declanwidow · 2 years
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victoriocity novels okay okay i'm so calm ab this i'm SOOOOOOOOO calm
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leliesblou · 3 months
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Thank you @more-better-words for the tag (by the way, I see we're both watching DS9 at the moment!)
Last song: House of Cards by Radiohead
Currently watching: DS9 and Star Trek: Prodigy
Three ships: Phrack (as always), Fleetwhistle, and a bunch of DS9 characters in several combinations (I can't choose, this show is insane)
Favourite colour: Blue
Currently consuming: frozen yogurt
First ship: I've been shipping characters since before I knew what shipping was, but the first characters I shipped in a fandom context were probably the Lovesquare from miraculous ladybug, as well as Rose/The Doctor
Relationship status: [REDACTED]
Last movie: Hunger Games Catching Fire
Currently working on: Mostly irl obligations atm.
Tagging @shutupeiffel @preux-chevalier @glamorouspixels @galadriel1010 @three-seperate-johns @sheep-in-space if any of you feel like it
Or whoever wants to
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coelart · 2 years
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Okay that's enough coffee for you
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silvascribble · 3 years
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Had to redraw this meme with Fleet and Clara
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rabbitmotifs · 3 years
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victoriocity doodles
(please check out @coelart her designs for fleet and clara really inspired my own!)
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littlebookreader · 3 years
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Ego ne hic quidem
This has two parts: Information and the fic itself. For slightly easier accessibility, I will put both in this post itself.
Some information first:
Summary: Fleet looks for a missing cat. (For the Tueday prompt ‘Favourite Main Character’ of the Victoriocity Appreciation Week 2021. Takes place a week after ‘SMS Brandenburg’. )
Fandoms: Victoriocity(Podcast)
Rating: General Audiences
Relationships: Gen, F/M
Word count: 912 words
Characters: Inspector Archibald Fleet , John Balmoral, Edward Sandringham, Clara Entwhistle, Mrs. Pomligan (mentioned)
Additional Tags: Missing kitty, tumblr info makes its way into this(for some reason), Sanmoral being actually useful in this, the wheel and paper becoming friend will also pop up later, shipping if you use a fine tooth comb, can’t really think of much else, author regrets everything, no beta we goose chase like Fleetwhistle, here you go
@victoriocity-appreciation for the Favourite Main Character.
Part 2 of Love, Actually.
This was the information. For the rest of the fic, it’s all under the cut.
Fic: 
Running a new detective agency with your partner can be quite the task, as Fleet was slowly beginning to learn. Over the course of the last week, he’d been dragged all across London to find the owner of brooch, more or less reduced his inhibitions about the Flying Circus, been switched off and kidnapped subsequently, and succeeded in taking down a nationwide spy ring. There was another little(major) worry he’d had, but he didn’t quite wish to think about it, right then.
Right then, he was a machination, a true marvel of science, set off to go find a missing cat.
He had made it something of a habit to reach the offices early, in case something truly threatening should cross his desk. Clara, surprisingly, had turned out to be something of a night light, and stayed the evenings, even wandering the area till as late as three in the morning.
Right then, this had actually worked out in her favour, so Fleet was left all alone hunting for a miniscule cat in a city that he could only describe as being larger than life.
“Come on, Archie, you can find a cat. Surely.”
“And I have no doubt, that you can.”
He jumped back, surprised, only to find that it was the team who’d dragged him into the mess that was the previous week, in the first place.
“Aren’t you supposed to be off doing secret missions for the Queen and suchlike?”
Balmoral, was it, rolled his eyes, while Sandringham(Vidocq’s twin child, if he remembered correctly) smiled cryptically. “That’s for us to know, and you to never find out.”
“Hopefully,” he muttered. “Then if it isn’t for a mission, what EXACTLY are you doing here?”
“Oh, we just thought we’d say goodbye.”
“Goodbye.”
“Yes, goodbye.”
“So, why do you have to find a cat?”
He shrugged. “For a client. It’s almost relaxing in a way, not having to deal with some nationwide conspiracy for once.”
The partners laughed, following which Balmoral added: “That’s there. I almost envy your simplicity, detective.”
“And your stupidity,” Sandringham snarked.
“I will have you know; I have almost found the cat.”
“Have you now?”
Fleet may have learned how to keep secrets over the years, but everyone he ever spoke to, generally agreed that he was a terrible liar.
“No, not really. I do not even know where to start!”
“Well, I used to own a tabby at university once-“ Sandringham nodded in agreement, as if remembering something fondly. “and she went missing for a bit, when I was in my final year. As if on a wild impulse, one day, I left out an old jumper that she loved sleeping in and some water in a bowl, where I’d seen her last. Three days later, I found her, sleeping in it, as if nothing had ever happened!”
Fleet gaped; he had to admit, this had never really struck him as a possible solution. Now that Balmoral had described it, practically pointed it out, really, he knew exactly where to start.  
“That-that actually makes sense, thank you!”
“Happy to help, detective.”
With that, the two left, while Fleet rushed off towards what had been the former location of the Tower, and made the preparations accordingly. As he began laying out the owner’s clothing, he heard footsteps approaching.
“Hello, I’m sorry I’m late, Augusta had this whole incredible assignment about a wheel and a paper becoming friends- What are you doing?”
“Oh, we had a client today who lost her cat. This is how I plan to find her.”
“Looks fascinating, let’s hope it works!” She paused, then added, “I thought I’d find you here actually.”
“Oh, and why is that?”
“Well, it’s where the Tower used to be. I would understand if….” She trailed off, letting her concerns hang in the air.
“Ah, don’t worry too much about it.” He continued to work, while he talked, though there was something about Clara’s very presence that seemed to speed the entire process along. He couldn’t quite explain what, but it wasn’t…….unpleasant, exactly.
He finished the set-up, looked up at her and asked, “Should we leave?”
“Absolutely.”
Neither quite had the heart to hire a cab, so they walked back to the coffeehouse, where they would resume their work.
“There’s actually a reason why I went looking for you.”
He raised an eyebrow, confused. Clara hadn’t seemed all that worried when she first arrived….or had he simply failed to notice? “What was it?”
“Er, I think it’s best if you just saw for yourself.”
She flipped through her notebook, a new acquisition, and pulled out a small piece of paper, neatly folded in the pages. “I found this slipped under our door when I reached the offices. What do you think it means?”
He blinked at the words, scrawled across in a neat cursive. Ego ne hic quidem. “I-I’m afraid my Latin is rather poor, Clara.”
She looked back at him, unimpressed. “I know what the phrase means, Fleet. I’m not even here. It’s what I said to you when we visited the crime scene and you didn’t want me to keep interrupting. How would they know?”
He pursed his lips, realization slowly dawning on him. “Someone is watching us. If we don’t find out who, and fast, it could mean trouble.”
They looked at each other, then quickly raced back downstairs to ask Mrs. Pomligan what she knew about the note, and who might have delivered it.
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scraprat · 4 years
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I wrote a thing!
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Victoriocity appreciation week
Fave character - Inspector Archibald Fleet (aka Archie or 'our Lord and Saviour')
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Keller: YOU SWORE YOU WOULD TAKE THAT TO YOUR GRAVE
Fleet: I DID
Quick sketch I did this morning of a very Sherlock based Fleet, with a cane because guys, they had to replace his legs after he died, and you can have my fave interaction between tired dad and problem child Fleet for free
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more-better-words · 2 months
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She thought of her brother, her sister, her parents … her ridiculous detective …
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pansexualnoodle5 · 4 years
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Okay but Victoriocity episode 2x07 (29:34) had Fleet kidnapped and sent on a boat to Prussia and someone asked him if he had any loved ones back in England he’d like to send a goodbye message to and he said “well... maybe...” before getting interrupted—
What if it was Clara? What if he was considering sending that goodbye message to Clara?
My point is Fleet cares about Clara but is unable to admit it yet and I think she was the one he wanted to give his final goodbye to.
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fhangsweiyin · 5 years
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me, knowing full well that chronologically the two seasons of victoriocity cover maybe like a week and a half at most: fleet and clara,,,,,,,they are???? in love????????
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declanwidow · 3 years
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cried over the moment fleet thinks he and clara are celebrating their anniversary even tho they never started dating today........ girl help
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