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cuddyclothes ([personal profile] cuddyclothes) wrote in [community profile] give_satisfaction2035-12-24 11:19 am

Let The Kinkiness Begin!

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inimitable jeeves




(Anonymous) 2019-07-08 08:29 pm (UTC)(link)
Love this❣

(Anonymous) 2019-07-08 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Jeeves/Bertie: Jeeves laughing about something and he's totally embarrassed about it because Bertie witnesses it but Bertie is just so much in love.

Fill: Laid Out

(Anonymous) 2019-07-10 06:41 am (UTC)(link)
“Er…I say…well…that is…I mean…Jeeves?”

“Yes, sir?”

“Could one inquire…er…don’t you know…what…um…?”

“You are attempting to ascertain the provenance of the new clothing I laid out for you, sir?”

“That’s as good a place to start as any. Thank you. Well?”

“I procured the items from a number of small specialty boutiques in Mayfair around the corner from your usual Savile Row tailor, sir.”

“Fine, that’s fine. All right then. That’ll be all.”

“Very good, sir.”

“Oh, and, er, Jeeves?”

“Yes, sir?”

“Er…errrrrrrrrrrr…”

“You are attempting to determine the reason why I chose for you a full ensemble of women’s attire, sir?”

“Precisely, Jeeves. Thank you. Yes?”

“I hope you’ll pardon the imposition, sir, but I happened to accidentally come across your secret supply of women’s apparel and accoutrements while organizing your wardrobe. Please sit down if you are starting to feel faint, sir. I am most sorry to have infringed upon your privacy. It is not your fault; they were very well hidden, but such a large collection necessarily becomes difficult to effectively conceal. I was merely endeavoring to conduct the most exceptionally thorough tidying possible, sir.”

“That’s fair, Jeeves. It is what makes you so impressive, after all.”

“You're kind to say so, sir. As I was saying, I happened upon the stash and determined that you had purchased the garments to wear in private for your own personal gratification. Was I correct in assuming so, sir?”

“Personal grati—?! Good heavens, Jeeves. I would never have guessed you capable of using such language.”

“Please forgive me for offending you, sir.”

“Oh, I don’t know, you know, I wouldn’t say I'm offended.”

“Please forgive me for making you blush so deeply, then, sir.”

“That one I suppose cannot deny, old fruit.”

“Have I overstepped my boundaries, sir?”

“No, no, no, not a bit. Well, on second thought, yes, you have. But I confess to feeling much more relieved than stepped over. Am I to understand that you don’t disapprove of my…my little hobby, then?”

“It would hardly be my place, sir.”

“No, but all the same. I want to know. You aren’t horrified?”

“Not in the slightest, sir.”

“Aghast? Disgusted? Outraged? Repelled? Scandalized?”

“None of the above, sir. I hope you will interpret the raiment I chose for you as a sign of my complete acceptance and approval, sir.”

“Try as I might, I really cannot twist it any other way! Well then, Jeeves, I feel absolutely braced, bucked up, not to mention chuffed, to boot. Now, let's take a look. These really are some bally gorgeous habiliments, aren't they? I suppose the only thing for me to do is to try them on for size.”

“Yes, sir. Although I am confident you will find each piece fits perfectly, as I supplied the couturier with your exact measurements, sir.”

“You think of everything, don’t you?”

“I try my best, sir.”

“And if I should need assistance in donning them?”

“I will be glad to help, sir.”

“And later, er, if I should need a hand in doffing them?”

“I will endeavor to give satisfaction, sir.”

Re: Fill: Laid Out

(Anonymous) 2019-07-10 08:35 pm (UTC)(link)
What's not to love about this one? Everything feels right and good here. ❤

Re: Fill: Laid Out

(Anonymous) 2019-07-11 02:04 am (UTC)(link)
OP here: this delighted me! Cute with a hint of sexy (and a comm shout-out) at the end. Dialogue-only isn't always my thing but this works.

(Anonymous) 2019-07-11 07:20 am (UTC)(link)
Jeeves and Bertie come together and make love in the dark at night, but never admit or acknowledge what's happening in the light of day.

(Anonymous) 2019-07-11 08:13 am (UTC)(link)
Nice prompt! Hoping it gets a fill.

Re: Fill: Laid Out

(Anonymous) 2019-07-11 11:16 am (UTC)(link)
Oh how lovely! I love dialogue-fics, I love cross-dressing, and I love YOU, writer, for sharing this with us!

(Anonymous) 2019-07-11 03:38 pm (UTC)(link)
I've been working on a fill for this and panicked a little the other day at the library when I realized the words "Jeeves/Bertie experimental piss play" were visible at the top of my screen. Oops. Either I got away with it or the friend I was with just didn't want to know.
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Re: Fill: Laid Out

[personal profile] worth_a_wound 2019-07-12 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)
This is a very nice fic. I'm not into cross-dressing as a kink but this fic speaks to me. It made me smile and feel very happy for Bertie. Supportive Jeeves is lovely and priceless! Thanks to prompter and writer for the positivity! :)

Fill: Jackpot

(Anonymous) 2019-07-13 08:37 am (UTC)(link)
The philosophy book he bought me for my birthday: £0.20

The poetry collection he bought me for Christmas and inscribed with a thoughtful message: £0.50

The bowler hat he bought me for extricating him from an exceptionally difficult situation: £1.50

The leather gloves he bought me for no readily apparent reason: £2


Looking back, I blush to recall the thought I had when I first met Mr. Wooster: ‘Jackpot.’

I saw his wealth and I thought: exorbitance. I saw his generosity and I thought: waste. To me, his was a world of outrageous over-indulgence. It shames me to have to report that I immediately resolved to take full advantage.

My ticket to accompany him to a show in the West End that I had greatly desired to see (and which he slept through): £3

The bow tie I picked out for myself when we went to the tailor’s and he encouraged me to select whatever I liked: £2

The twenty-four karat gold cufflinks that I accepted only after he firmly and repeatedly insisted: £20


Even now, it makes me feel shallow, greedy, and superficial to think of the way I covet these material objects which are so ostentatiously gaudy.

Several bottles of fine champagne he bought for us to drink on New Year’s Eve: £10

The diamond pocket watch he bought me simply because 'it just occurred to me you might like it, old thing': £40


But the reality is, I adore them not due to their price, not due to their literal worth. I value them because of what they symbolize to me.

My transportation, lodging, food, entertainment, souvenirs, and so on when I accompanied him on vacation in France: £30

Enough petrol for an extended scenic drive along the coast: £1.50

The beach house he rented (due to a booking error caused by the language barrier, it was a one-bedroom): £10

A jar to hold the most unique and beautiful shells we collected while strolling along the sand each night: £0.02


I’ve worked all my life for a servant’s wage. At the start of my career, at the girls' school and at the country estate, it was exceedingly meager. Nevertheless, because the staff personify the prosperity of the estate, we were nevertheless expected to project an image of plentitude at all times.

Average yearly wage for a page-boy when that was my post: £5

However, oftentimes, it is nothing more than an illusion we are forced to maintain. Many times during the course of my life, I struggled, as did those close to me. We suffered and we went without.

Average yearly wage for a footman when that was my post: £10

But now, those days are over.

Average yearly wage for a valet when that was my post: £100

The yearly wage I receive from Mr. Wooster: £200

Various tips, bonuses, and thank-yous from him and his friends for my extra help in settling their personal matters: ~£200


I never dreamed I could someday attain such financial security. This kind of stability isn’t merely symbolic of luxury and excess; it means I never have to worry about anything again. Not really worry. Not ever again.

The stunning suit he had made for me in a chic Parisian market: £15

The bookshelves he insisted on buying me to hold all the books he had insisted on buying me: £5.50


I suppose there is only one thing that I do still have to worry about: my health and that of my loved ones. Those are universal fears that all the wealth in the world cannot hope to assuage.

Tickets for the world cruise I finally convinced him to take after years of ‘subtle’ hints: £50

The well-fitted swimsuit he wore on that trip: £0.75

The sunblock he asked me to rub onto his skin as we laid together on the ship's deck, basking in the sun: £0.10


That fear is precisely the kind of thing I try not to dwell on overmuch. Of course, I am powerless to control it. We all are. That lack of control is why—fine, I’ll admit it—sometimes, late at night, deep in solitary contemplation, I become suffused with anxiety. Dread fills me as I think about what would happen, what would become of me, if it all went away. If he went away.

Personal grooming routines I used to pay for out of my own wages that he now began paying for, such as my clothing, haircuts, manicures, and so on: £10

For he is the reason I can finally exhale for the first time in my life. He sees me as a natural phenomenon, a miracle of creation. That is why he doesn’t understand that, without him, my abilities mean nothing. My skills are worthless without a beneficiary. With no wage, there is no work, there is no survival. He tells his friends that he depends on me, but it is really the other way around.

The yearly wage I have been offered by some of his more disloyal friends: £300 - £500 and even higher

I am happy that he is too short-sighted, too self-effacing, and most of all, too admiring of me, to see the truth.

Shampoo: £0.10

Smelling him on my pillow even when he’s not there: £0


If ever I were to lose him, I would be losing more than just my money, more than my precious stability. I would lose my purpose, my drive. I would be utterly deprived.

An intriguing-looking 'marital aid' purchased from a seedy shop in a disreputable section of London: £1.50

Hearing him cry out my name in ecstasy, over and over: £0


I have always considered myself a fiercely independent creature. Yet, as hard as it is for me to admit this, I have come to need him. Even harder to admit: I rely on him for much more than his money. Yes, money and food and shelter keep me alive. But he himself is the reason why I live.

A pair of matching diamond rings that we can never wear: £500

His lips on mine: £0


He makes life worth living. All this would be pointless, futile, altogether in vain, if it weren’t for him. All that I’ve done, I do it for him. All that I am, I am for him.

Silk bedsheets: £2

Waking up encased in softness and pulling him tighter into my arms: £0
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Re: Fill: Jackpot

[personal profile] worth_a_wound 2019-07-13 07:09 pm (UTC)(link)
This is a wonderful piece of writing! I love how the reader is lead through the list and how it allows those glimpses at their moments together. <3

The parts that have the most impact on me are:
"For he is the reason I can finally exhale for the first time in my life."
"This kind of stability isn’t merely symbolic of luxury and excess; it means I never have to worry about anything again. Not really worry. Not ever again."
"Without him, my abilities mean nothing. My skills are worthless without a beneficiary."
"A pair of matching diamond rings that we can never wear"
The last one... That one hit home. Oh, my feelings!

Re: Fill: Jackpot

(Anonymous) 2019-07-13 11:05 pm (UTC)(link)
I'm sure there are plenty of mistakes, but I looked up prices in old catalogues and when in doubt assumed a ~50X inflation rate, so I think I did my due diligence! Glad the effort was worth it!

Re: Fill: Jackpot

(Anonymous) 2019-07-13 11:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Thank you! 💔 It felt a little like writing a Wodehouse-themed MasterCard commercial.

(Anonymous) 2019-07-14 08:18 am (UTC)(link)
Voyeurism: Jeeves catches Bertie touching himself and watches. Maybe Bertie realizes it, maybe he doesn't.

Re: FILL: Please Carry On, Jeeves

(Anonymous) 2019-07-15 09:32 am (UTC)(link)
This is absolutely delightful! I really like the preamble about how they are both nice, kind, people... and that sense of being 'very clever, if a bit wicked'. The peeking scene and mutual realisation is glorious! :-)

(Anonymous) 2019-07-16 04:54 am (UTC)(link)
Bertie discovers that Jeeves is a bit uptight about sex: germophobic, somewhat prude, not overly adventurous. Bertie embarks on a mission to loosen him up and hopefully make their sex life more wild and creative and unrestrained.

Re: Fill: Jackpot

(Anonymous) 2019-07-16 11:13 am (UTC)(link)
I thought this when reading it, in the best possible way! I love the way you have implied the growing intimacy between Jeeves and Bertie through the items on the list - subtle and very effective. Jeeves'perspective on safety and security is intelligently done; I really like it. Just one tiny nitpick: British currency underwent decimalisation only in the 1970s, so in Jeeves and Bertie's time, the prices would have been in pounds, shillings and pence - which were really irregular amounts! Lovely work, though :-)

Re: Fill: Jackpot

(Anonymous) 2019-07-16 04:57 pm (UTC)(link)
That's exactly what I was trying to do (i.e., imply the growing intimacy), so thank you! <3 And you are right of course! I decided to just post it already rather than worry about yet more anachronisms. I'll probably fix that before I post to AO3, though.

(Anonymous) 2019-07-21 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
Jeeves/Bertie: Jeeves severely injured and not able to do any work for a long time decides to move to a family member after being released from hospital but Bertie wants him to stay and wants to care for him.

(Anonymous) 2019-07-21 05:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Jeeves being an exhibitionist and exposing himself to male strangers on his nights off.

(Anonymous) 2019-07-21 06:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Bertie makes a thoughtless homophobic remark. Shortly after Jeeves gives notice, refusing to tell Bertie the reason.

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