#sanmoral

[calllay]

Hey!!! I just want you to know i read your victoriocity fic and am absolutely obsessed with the way you wrote Balmoral and Sandringham!!!! The yearning, their closeness, the years of something that has now shifted was all impeccable!!! Anyway victoriocity fans seem so few and far in between so i wanted to pop in here to tell you that i loved your work 🥺 and would happily be down to trade theories and chat about the show at any time!!

Thank you so much!! I just really love those two and the one-two punch of their delightful chemistry followed by the devastating twist in season 2. I had to cram as much of my thoughts about them into Business as Usual as I could.

It's great to chat with another Victoriocity fan! I'm eagerly looking forward to the book and season 3 and hoping there will be more of my boys. (Though even if they're not featured, I'll still hugely enjoy it - I mean, it's Victoriocity.)

I have a little bit more meta and things under the #victoriocity tag on my blog, like this post with all my Sandringham thoughts. Would love to hear any of your thoughts!

[polarkart]

Insurgency wiki

As a result of the recapture, Yata was resettled, thus beginning the Third Yomtach Genocide. This wiki has never been healthy, and its seen some shit from DDoS attacks, lack of backups, and unclear, unreliable hosting. Its been forked and mirrored multiple times, which at least kept it alive for later archival.

Unable to out-muscle their opponents, asymmetric fighters use other tactics. Additionally, they brought intel on the mysterious nation of Omnistat as well as information regarding the plague pandemic which instigated the recapture of Yata. The Insurgency Wiki is a collection of guides made by Anonymous from 2006-2011. Generally, this model is applied by an insurgency with limited resources. The Insurgency ended when Andrei and Cormac's team escaped Yata, enabling Theian armies to fly back to Yata to recapture it as the shields were down. These shields were previously activated by the Yomtachs to prevent humans from entering or leaving, Yomtachs also constructed 7 laser-tower-like "engines" that mitigated the existing Asophanian shield defences, preventing access to the main planetary shield controls. By April 2018, 90 ISIL militants had infiltrated Mozambique to join the insurgency, and, with ISILs help, the insurgency became more deadly as its attacks on government forces intensified. However, a group of 7 humans, 4 Kaphisians and another mysterious being saved the planet by overriding the shield generators on Asophania, paving the way for reconquest. On 5 October 2017, local insurgents occupied Mocimboa do Praia for the first time, initiating the insurgency in Cabo Delgado. As the planetary shields were enabled, Yata was essentially on a lockdown, and remaining humans were hunted to near extinction. In February 2017, NWI confirmed that the game would no longer receive content updates. It was officially released on Januon Steam. It is the follow-up game to the award-winning Source mod, Insurgency: Modern Infantry Combat.

Billions of humans were left behind, and almost all of them perished to the invading Yomtachs.įor a period of 4 years, no one entered or left Yata, now mostly a desolate wasteland left behind by war. Insurgency (also known as INS, or Insurgency 2) is the second installment in the Insurgency series and was developed and published by New World Interactive. As a result, humanity retreated to Prospero, then Asophania, where the planetary shield generators that prevented leaving Yata were activated, then ultimately Theia. It immediately followed the Futurist War, a world war where Yata was most vulnerable to external influence, and so the Insurgency started when Sanmor melted the Arctic Ice, freeing the Yomtachs from the Underground, enabling them to invade all of Yata. The Insurgency was perhaps one of the most defining eras in Yata's history - marked by the Yomtach occupation of Yata and the evacuation of most of humanity to Theia.

[littlebookreader]

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.

[fhangsweiyin]

i hope sandringham and balmoral are having another great day of being gay and in love and amazing. i love that for them.

[shaymocha]

❤️ I called my SiSTAR @hotkenichi on Tuesday to ask about her creating and delivering a private dinner for my parents’ 51st wedding anniversary today. In 4 days she put together an exquisite menu, prepared it for them in their home and these are the pics! All my life, they have given and sacrificed so that we had memories growing up. Thank you sis that today, you helped me give THEM memories to last a lifetime... just like their marriage! #blacklove #sanmor #realtor #entrepreneur #realestateagent #publicist #realtorlife #publicrelations #dallasrealestate #creditrepairagent #marketing #prlife #brand #opulentprem #dfwrealestate #opulentpremierehomes

[virtualgeometry]

Richard Anuszkiewicz 

from the SEQUENTIAL Portfolio, 1972, edition of 200. 

Published by Sanmore Editions, New York

[pergimelaut]

Go ahead, put anything

Aku suka teks default Tumblr. Kalau Facebook kan "What's on your mind?", dan kalau Twitter "What's happening?", dan lain-lain. Tapi kalau Tumblr, teksnya adalah "Go ahead, put anything."

Go ahead. Put anything.

Hanya ingin mampir untuk bernapas ... Kepala penuh dengan rasa bersalah atas orang-orang yang kusakiti, kukecewakan, kutinggalkan ... Malam ini aku merasa bukan anak yang baik, kakak yang baik, teman yang baik, rekan kerja yang baik, bawahan yang baik, bahkan nggak dapat bersikap baik dengan diri sendiri. Ke mana bantuan dan dayamu pada orang yang membutuhkannya?

Kayaknya ... lebih baik disibukkan saja dengan pekerjaan-pekerjaan yang harus dituntaskan ... jadi tidak perlu memikirkan hal yang menyedihkan atau niat yang tidak jadi dilakukan ... karena kalau begitu, susah sendiri. Tapi malam ini cukup nggak sibuk, jadi mencoba membuka sedikit pintu emosi yang terpendam dan terjangkar. Ternyata mbludak ... dan banyak ... dan menenggelamkanku. Benang kusut. Diudari. Harus satu-satu, tapi nggak ada waktu sebanyak itu ... jadi pada akhirnya hanya bisa memungut benang-benang itu, membuntalnya, dan memasukkannya lagi ke dalam ruang berpintu ... Walaupun belum diudari, belum dikenali nama-nama emosinya apa saja, setidaknya kamu sudah mengingatnya, kalau, ya, mereka ada di sana: rasa sedih, marah, kecewa ... Mereka masuk ke dalam ruangan dan tinggallah kamu, kembali meraba permukaan, kembali muncul dalam diam dan padam ...

Aku melalui hari ini menghabiskan jam istirahat dengan berangkat dari kantor tempatku jadi editor untuk muterin GOR Klebengan - Rute Sanmor - Bunderan UGM - Stadion Kridosono - Lempuyangan - Lampu merah Superindo Jl Sultan Agung - Jembatan Sayidan - Taman Pintar - Kantor Pos Nol km - Jalan KHA Dahlan - Perempatan Wirobrajan - SMA 1 Yogyakarta - Menyusuri Jl HOS Cokroaminoto - Pertigaan ke Jl Pembela Tanah Air - Samsat Kota Yogyakarta - Njedul di Jl P Mangkubumi - Ikuti jalan turunan ke Jembatan Kleringan Kewek - Menyusuri Jl Abu Bakar Ali - Muterin Kridosono - Ambil jalan yang menyusuri SMP 5 Yogyakarta - SMA 1 Bopkri Yogyakarta - UKDW - Perempatan Galeria - Rute Sanmor - GOR Klebengan.

Nggak mikirin apa-apa sih. Itu juga bukan hanya pengin muterin saja, soalnya kebetulan ada keperluan ngembaliin barang untuk kerja yang jadi freelancer notulis. Masih mending rasanya, di situ tempatnya daripada di kantor tempat jadi jurnalis. Lebih deket dibandingkan biasanya untuk mencoba berpikir ... oh ya, aku mikirin mau makan di mana. Akhirnya berhenti bentar untuk makan.

Barusan aku menyambung pertemanan dengan seorang teman yang kami nggak kontak-kontakan lagi sejak Januari. Dia memang nggak di Jogja saat ini, tapi aku baru tahu kalau ternyata dia udah nggak menetap di Jogja lagi. Bingung harus kusikapi apa. Kenapa orang-orang pada pergi, ya.

Aku pulang malam dalam kondisi langit sedang hujan. Pakai jas hujan. Aku habis ketemu rekan kerjaku, kuhampiri dia yang sedang mengisi kegiatan pelatihan Ads Manager di suatu kafe. Setelah suasana menyepi, kami ngobrol soal sambat pekerjaan, berbagi kisah hidup, dan dia tanya apakah mau bertemu besok. Aku menyanggupi, kebetulan nggak ada kegiatan ... kecuali rapat organisasi. Hmmmm. Sepertinya energi yang kuinvestasikan untuk berorganisasi jauh, jauh, lebih sedikit dari yang kukira.

Sebentar lagi bulan puasa. Apabila bertahan hingga hari itu, kubayangkan senangnya puasa. Semoga hari baik menanti orang-orang yang kusayangi.

[fleetwhistle]

what is the sandringham and balmoral ship name this is a matter of the UTMOST importance!!!

sanmoral/salmoral

balringham/bandringham

bandringhamoral

sandringhalmoral

sanbaldringmorhamral

bansalmordringralham

or, for simplicity’s sake, do we just go with sandringham x balmoral

[yoonstanha]

FUCKING SANMORING LADIES

[sellitmarket]

[새상품] Marshall Sanmore II 블루투스 스피커 339,000원 https://ift.tt/2B8AOnG

[wolfoffield]

22.1.2018 #Santos v #Morelia match analysis is here : #MexicoPrimera #SANMOR

[calllay]

Another last-minute attempt to contribute to @victoriocity-appreciation​ week: for Day 3, Favorite Relationship, here’s a tiny ficlet featuring Sandringham and Balmoral kissing (and also Thoughts About Sandringham, because of course.)

-

Balmoral’s still not fully recovered. When Sandringham slides onto his lap, he can’t help wincing as his injured leg is jostled.

“Ah.” Sandringham shifts his weight. “All right, Bally?”

“Yes– No thanks to you.”

The jab about his injury is a familiar refrain by now, and Sandringham just grins. “Well, if I’m too much, just say.”

Balmoral considers. He slides his hands up Sandringham’s thighs and pulls him in close, letting Sandringham’s weight settle against him.

Sandringham is heavy. There’s something condensed about him, strength and precision wound tight under the careless grace of his movements. It feels like he might be dense enough to exert his own gravity, to pull Balmoral in as helpless as the earth orbiting the sun.

Or maybe Balmoral is just being romantic. Maybe it’s nothing but good old-fashioned desire that presses his body up against Sandringham’s, that tilts his chin up eagerly for a kiss. That makes him want to drown in the teasing press of Sandringham’s mouth.

But the gravity is there too. He noticed it a long time ago – an intensely focused core hidden just under Sandringham’s carefree charm. He hadn’t dared ask about it. Now, of course, he knows everything Sandringham was carrying, and he’s amazed he didn’t fall to pieces under it.

But here Sandringham is – with his arms slung over Balmoral’s shoulders and his usually swept-back hair falling in his eyes, smiling that small, pleased smile as he pulls away from the kiss.

Champagne-bright desire courses through Balmoral, and he reaches up to curl a hand around Sandringham’s face.

“I think I’ll manage just fine.”

[ruswanti-blog]

Sunday Morning

                Siapa si yang tidak suka menghabiskan waktu liburan untuk jaalan-jalan, meskipun hanya sebatas melapas penat dengan merefresh otak melihat beragam hal di tengah-tengah keramaian. Aku merupakan salah satu penikmat hal tersebut. Sunday morning biasa diadakan minggu pagi sekitar jam 6 sampe jam 11 siang. Mungkin di tempat kalian juga ada.

               Aku ingin sedikit bercerita tentang ini, menurutku ini menarik. Karena pasalnya di kotaku belum ada. Sunday morning ini ada di komplek jalan sekitar Masjid Kampus UGM sampai dekat Fakultas Teknik UNY. Mungkin kalian yang pernah ke sanmor ini pasti tahu. Disini dijajakan beragam barang dagangan seperti sepatu, tas, pakaian, kerudung, jam, makanan, minuman, bahkan obral accessoris HP. Harga yang ditawarkan pun beragam, tergantung produk dan kualitasnya. Kebanyakan di budget dengan harga yang murah meriah. Hal ini lah yang membuat sanmor jadi alternatif tempat belanja para ibu dan tentunya anak-anak kost.

               Jajanan di sanmor juga beragam jenisnya , yang aku temui ada bakso, soto, mie ayam, sosis, ice cream, somay, batagor, rujak, dan masih banyak lagi. Tapi yang membuat aku tertarik ada jajan namanya roti Maryam. Nah kebetulan dulu aku sempat mencicipi roti Maryam ini, rasanya masih sama. Itu merupakan kali kedua aku makan roti Maryam. Roti khas Aceh dengan rasa unik, manis, gurih, krispi, pastinya meleleh dilidah. Pengen kan? Harganya juga pas dikantong, mulai dari 6k sampai 11k, tergantung toping apa yang kalian pilih. Gimana, tertarikkan ke sanmor? Yuk ke sanmor, minggu pagi anti mager sambil olahraga dan jalan-jalan.

Posted by Ruswanti

Yogyakarta, 2th September 2017

[littlebookreader]

Balmoral, clearly drunk: I love Sandy!

Balmoral: He has the most incredible smile and he’s so wonderful.

Sandringham: *blushes* aw that’s-

Balmoral: Shhh! Don’t tell him!

Sandringham, smiling softly: Okay.

[destianharyu-blog]

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[vitalvittel]

Ash's long ass list of ships he has with his muse's:

PaiYamu (Yamu/Paimon)

EnYamu (Yamu/Kouen)

PistYamu (Pisti/Yamu) 

YamuDun (Yamu/Dunya) 

KassVitt (Kassim/Vitt)

KassTel (Kassim/Tel) 

Masvitt (Masrur/Vitt)

VittKa (Vitt/Ka Koubun)

MarMari (Marga/Mariam) 

KilKaz (Kil/Kaz) 

Eddbris (Edda/Ambrus)

JuTima (Judar/Fatima) 

FatiMil (Fatima/Jamil) 

Sanmor (Sana/Morgiana) 

DunSaac (Dunya/Isaac) 

KaiShun (Kai/Seishun)

@kabob-bun heres the list~