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This is a video that was posted on AO3. It's by WTF Anything Retro, who seems to be Russian. They've got 18 fanworks up on AO3. I haven't looked at them, but they seem to be fan art.

https://archiveofourown.org/users/Anything_Retro/profile

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Check this out. It's really fun. Click on the picture to go to the main page. I did a bunch of them last year.



This banner will take you to the introduction post. It's a no pressure, all fandoms challenge. It's not even a challenge, really. You can post what you want, when you want. The challenges are posted every other day in January. I did three or four of them. You post the answer in your own journal. It's easy-peasy and very enjoyable.

Comments are disabled for this post because of a crazy person stalking me.

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There is now a Jeevesian prompt box on Archive of Our Own where anyone can submit or fill a prompt any time, all mediums (written, visual, audio, etc...) welcome! If there’s anything Jeeves and Wooster you’d like to see or if you’re looking for inspiration and want to bring someone else a little joy, or if you just want to read some fun fics, take a gander and see what you find!
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There was an interesting discussion on the WIP Big Bang Discord about writing smut and the challenges therein. Some of us are very uncomfortable writing certain sex acts. Others prefer to describe everything in detail. Still others prefer to vague, especially if they are world-building or writing in a fandom where it's easy to do so.

Cut for discretion )
So if anyone feels like chiming in, please do so. A reminder that this comm is anonymous. No IP addresses logged. Non-members can comment as well!

If no-one feels comfortable talking about this, that's cool. I'm just interested in other writers' perspectives.
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Somewhere on the Kinkiness thread, someone asked for het sex. As it happens, I came across this pair of fics. The second is a WIP. The series is called "Don Juan Jeeves".

Bertie And The Accidental Insight

Summary: Bertie hides in Stiffy's wardrobe to get a leg up in a competition, but gets a dashed sight more than he bargained for. And just what the bally hell does Honoria Glossop and Bobbie Wickham have to do with anything at all?

Bertie And The Unexpected Epiphany

Summary: Bertie tries to come to terms with an upsetting situation, and in the process learns rather more about Jeeves than he’s prepared for.

I've been busy avoiding trying to write my WIP Big Bang, as well as attending to other life matters. I hope everyone is having a decent summer.

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From this prompt: wings!kink but can be pure and fluffy. Bertie discovers Jeeves' secret. Jeeves is an angel.


(I've been avoiding working on my WIP Big Bang fic so I wrote this. I don't know when I'll update it.)


The first time I spied Jeeves’s wings it was natural to think that I was seeing things. I walked into the kitchen to ask Jeeves for a piece of string—the reason is lost to the sands of time—only to behold, where Jeeves should be standing before the sink, a large mass of white feathers. “I say!” I exclaimed, whereupon they vanished from sight. There was Jeeves, placidly scrubbing things off plates.

“Sir?” he asked, his expression the same as it always is.

“Jeeves,” I gargled, “did I espy a large mass of feathers just now?”

“Sir?” he repeated.

“Feathers—you know, fluffy things—birds have them. Would look quite naked without them.”

Jeeves’s expression did not change save for his right eyebrow moving upward an eighth of an inch. “Sir, if there was any quantity of feathers in the kitchen I believe I would be aware of it. Are you quite well?”

“Dash it! I’m seeing things, Jeeves. I shall lie down. Bring me a wet flannel to put over my eyes and whiskey, which I will not put over my eyes.” I tottered into the sitting room and draped myself over the sofa.

As it did not occur again, I put the incident out of my mind. Fortunately I have a well-developed capacity for putting incidents out of my mind, which might anger some of the more persnickety sort but which enables me to sail along in life with nary a care. Until I took a cottage one summer in the village of Cobwobbleigh.

The metrop was unbearably hot. Not only that, both of my aunts invited me to their country seats, each of which contained a beazel with matrimony on her to-do list. So it was a small rustic cottage for Bertram, far away from all and sundry. As Jeeves had arranged it, there was a river which, he assured me, had an ample stock of fish.

“Fish all you desire, Jeeves,” I said with an airy wave of the hand. “As long at your duties are done with your usual swiftness, you have my permission to spend your spare time in wading boots.”

Jeeves bowed his noble head. “Thank you, sir.”

After that I didn’t seem much of the fellow except when he brought me my meals. After a day or so, I felt rather bereft. Without Jeeves flitting about, the cottage seemed cold inhospitable. The garden was a source of loneliness rather than pleasure.  I missed the man terribly, which seemed rather foolish given that he was cooking and cleaning. But he was gone for much of the day. Fishing, dash it!

When the charm palled of reading day-old newspapers and a mystery novel that I had forgotten I had already read, I took strolls in the countryside, wishing I was back in London, in my cozy flat, with Jeeves.

One afternoon I felt a desperate urge to speak to another human being. However the cottage was miles from Cobbwobbleigh proper. I ankled down to the river to ask Jeeves to take a drive with me and find a pub.

You’ll have to take it on faith that the ensuing events are not a load of argy-bargy, fantastic though they are.

Jeeves was fishing, standing on the riverbank with a small, contented smile on his map. But that was what not what gave this Wooster pause.

It was the wings.

The same mass of white feathers I had first espied in the Wooster household. Graceful, enormous white wings, sticking out of Jeeves’s back! I ducked behind a nearby tree, trying to keep my eyes from falling out of my head and rolling on the ground.

Jeeves’s wings would have been impressive even if stuck on the back of a hippopotamus. However, Jeeves was not a hippopotamus. No wonder his back and shoulders were so broad, having to manage something so unwieldy. At one point he rolled his head around, loosening his neck. At the same time, his wings expanded to their full wingspan. At least eight feet!

“I say!” I exclaimed.

Startled, Jeeves turned. Instantly the wings vanished. Under other circumstances I would have said young Bertram was hallucinating, perhaps because of a spot of bad fish at lunch. But no, I was feeling dandy and in any event I’d been staring for a full ten minutes.

“Do you need something, sir?” he said. Jeeves’s tone was not quite as serene at it usually is. In fact, one detected a slight tremor. He lay down his fishing pole.

“Jeeves, you have wings, my good man.” To emphasize my point, I folded my arms.

“I do not know what you mean, sir.”

“Tish and tosh, Jeeves! I have been hiding behind the tree you see there for not a little time, observing you. Do not try to argue, Jeeves. I know what I saw. And what I saw was a honking great pair of white wings.”  He started to speak, but I held up a hand. “Jeeves, you cannot change my mind. You have wings.”

The chap looked thoughtful, then looked at me. “There is no point in lying to you, sir.” And with that, the wings reappeared! I suppressed a gasp. They were enormous and white, the feathers slightly iridescent in the sun.

I maintained my sang froid, the only sign of perturbation being that my voice shot up an octave. “The question arises then: why do you have wings, Jeeves?”

Jeeves reddened slightly but looked me straight in the eye. “Because I am an angel, sir.”

“Don’t joke. I mean to say, you move in mysterious ways your wonders to perform, but you’re not a bally angel.”

“Indeed I am, sir.” The breeze ruffled his feathers a bit.

Well!

“Well!” I exclaimed. “Well!” I exclaimed again. “Well!” I exclaimed a third time, at a loss for any other words at all. Jeeves, he of the sedate expression and unflappable temperament—well, not unflappable, he had a large pair of flaps-flaps—an angel? This was too unbelievable. Besides, what would an angel want with Bertie Wooster? Shouldn’t Jeeves have been a demon? Plunging me into the soup so often? Although, come to think of, that was rather small potatoes for a demon. Nothing you could brag to Beelzebub about. Jeeves’s voice cut through my increasingly muddled thoughts.

“Perhaps I should explain, sir.”

“Are you my guardian angel? Have you been watching over me my entire life?” I considered for a moment. “If you are, then why didn’t you smite Aunt Agatha?”

“I am not your guardian angel.” His face softened. “But I am your angel, Mr. Wooster. For centuries, I have watched mankind from a distance, as all angels do. I have loved mankind from a distance, as all angels do. But then I saw you, Mr. Wooster. I did not want to love you at a distance.”

“Good lord—I mean, good heavens---I mean, I say!” The mind reeled.  Jeeves, an angel. Was the chappie—could you call an angel a chappie—fallen?

“Are you fallen, Jeeves? Did it hurt? Where did you land?”

“I am not fallen, sir.” Again that small smile. “I was allowed by The Agency to be with you, provided I performed no miracles and walked on the earth as a man.”

I confess that once again, my eyes tried to leave their sockets. Jeeves was not only an angel, he was an angel who had gotten permission from (I assume) God to be with this Wooster?

“Jeeves, are you saying—are you saying that you love me, Jeeves?”

“Indeed, sir. I love you.”

“Hmmm.” I was a bit reluctant to follow his logic. “But aren’t angels beings of love?”

Jeeves’s eyebrows shot up. “Oh, no, sir! We are obedient, sometimes vengeful, sometimes beneficent.” His eyes moved back down. “I am not a particularly beneficent angel, Mr. Wooster. In fact, Michael the Archangel thought I tended to get above myself.” He shrugged, and those huge white wings moved with him. It was simply the most magnificent thing I’d ever seen in my life.

“No, I’m sure you are more beneficent than you give yourself credit for. Although at times I wonder if you don’t get a certain sort of sadistic glee from tossing me into the potage. Are you certain you’re not part demon?”

“Not the last time I checked, sir.”

I paused and stroked my upper lip with a finger. “Jeeves, here’s something I don’t understand—not that I understand any of this—how did you know how I felt before I did?” It came to me a second too late that I hadn’t known how I felt until this instant. Of course this Wooster was in love with this heavenly being. Even better, this heavenly being was in love with this Wooster! It made me feel most awfully bucked. “I say, Jeeves! Did you just make me fall in love with you?”

He smiled. “No, sir. I told you, I am not allowed to perform miracles. From observing humanity for so long I have come to know every emotional state known to man. I’ve known for some time that you love me. I was prepared to wait for as long as it took, sir, for you to realize. Your discovery of my natural appearance proved most fortuitous.”

I’m not ashamed to say a manly tear came to my eye. “Jeeves.” Then it seemed the logical thing to do under the circs. was to kiss him. I’ve kissed popsies and the occasional cove in my time, but not a cove who had decided to shut the Pearly Gates behind them to be with young Bertram! However, previous participants simply could not compare to kissing my very own bowler-hatted seraph. He made a deep, soft sigh as our mouths met. Every hair on the back of my neck stood on end.

Into the breach, Bertram! I don’t mind telling you that, like Rudolph Valentino, I threw my arms around his waist and pulled him to me, kissing Jeeves rather forcefully. I mean to say, what would you do in my place? Yes, you would! Fortunately my chiseled-featured cherub got into the spirit of the thing and we enjoyed quite a bit of osculation before we broke apart. Jeeves was breathless, as was I.

“Sir...” he said in amazement.

“Jeeves,” I replied in much the same way. Looking over his shoulder at his pinions, I had to ask. “If it’s not too much to ask, may I touch your wings?”

“I very much wish you would, sir,” he said softly, burying his head in the crook of my neck. I reached out my right hand and touched his left wing.

It wasn’t as warm as I expected, neither was it cold. My hand sank into the soft feathers, into the down underneath. Jeeves shivered, his wing jerking slightly. I moved my hand back to my face and smelled it.

How can I describe the aroma? It was a fresh cup of tea on a spring morning, a cat’s belly, a garden of wild flowers, brandy from a recently discovered ancient wine cellar. Take all of those and multiply by a thousand and you won’t come within hailing distance. Suffice to say that I again plunged my hand into Jeeves’s feathers, simply spreading out the fingers. It was bliss. He dropped his arm, and his wing came around and cupped us. I buried the dial in his feather and took a deep breath. I felt dizzy and tingly and very, very good. “Good lord, Jeeves,” I said into the feathers, feeling my warm breath going into them. I pulled my head out. “Is it alright if I say good lord? I don’t want to offend you.”

“You do not offend me in the least, sir.” He lifted his head and kissed my cheek.

 



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As the poet Tennyson wrote, "In the spring a young man's fancy lightly turns to thoughts of hot, dirty sex with his gorgeous valet". That's not an exact quote, but you know what I mean. It's May! Spring!

First a quick promo: Every year, May Day inaugurates fandom wide events under the banner Merry Month of Masturbation!  The [community profile] mmom  community asks you to write 31 fics for any fandom, every day.  Their banners are nsfw to say the least, but hop on over to check it out.

For the [community profile] give_satisfaction community, masturbation, mermen, masochism, maypoles...seriously anything, it doesn't have to begin with m.

Basically, 100 words of anything that tickles your fancy.


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Your faithful mod was looking over her Memories over on her LJ and discovered there was a lot of good fics bookmarked. I assume during the lockdown we're all looking for something new to read (although reading the same fics over and over is also good fun). There are stories linked to indeedsir but many do not have titles in the subject line so they're a tad hard to track down. So here's a list compiled from my Memory list!

Night Flights by zekkas This is a lovely series of connected ficlets wherein Bertie and Jeeves mysteriously gain superpowers. There is a link to the original post where it started, plus (I think) if you go to their journal there are more snippets. These were mostly written as comment fics. Rating: g

Jeeves And The Evil Twin: A Crossover Epic In Three Parts by darkangelhair Fandom: Jeeves and Wooster/A Bit of Fry And Laurie: With the intrusion of the perennially unpleasant Jack Dalliard into the Jooster idyll, Jeeves and Bertie's relationship faces its ultimate test. NC-17. Warning for graphic violence (albeit narrated by Jeeves and Bertie)

Jeeves And The Oriental Dreams by florida_belle. Jeeves buys a soap, Oriental Dreams, and has a very strong reaction to it. Rating: PG

Jeeves And The Porcelain Valet by comrade-sir. Summary: Jeeves is the perfect valet, but at what cost? Third-person omniscient character sketch thingummy. Begins during The Inimitable Jeeves and jumps to Right Ho, Jeeves before becoming my own situation. Rating: M

Jeeves On The Train by lucylou. Rating NC-17. What it says on the tin

Love Is Blind (3 parts) by storyfan. Summary: An illness sends the lives of Bertie and Jeeves into a tailspin. Warning: mentions of suicide. Rating: M. This is heart-rending. MAJOR hurt/comfort!

Jeeves And The Unmasked Balls by [personal profile] storyfan and wayquaychay. Summary: Bertie takes Jeeves to the Drones' Halloween Masked Ball, but Bertie ends up the one taken. Cross-dressing. Rating: NC-17

Wooster At War, Part One by cucumbermoon. Loosely based on "Wodehouse At War" by Ian Stroad. Summary: Bertie makes a terrible mistake during WWII, and Jeeves is powerless to help him. Angst deluxe! Rated PG
Wooster At War, Part Two
Wooster At War, Part Three

Fic Listing by waqaychay. Fantastic porn. Quite a few stories and series. My absolute favorite is "Jeeves In Love".

I have a printout of "The Admirable Jeeves" but I can't find it. You can search LJ indeedsir by the tags. They are quite comprehensive!

[personal profile] innocentsmith has deleted their journal from LJ but has a journal here, where there are a lot of excellent fics!



"I say, Jeeves, all of these stories have you naked!"

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It does your faithful mod's heart good when fills are in my inbox!

The first one is in response to the February Prompt Challenge: Love

Love's First Blush by [personal profile] luthienberen Honoria Glossop/Original Female Character, Epistolary

From The Kinkiness Thread:

Prompt: unshaved!Jeeves: Bertie sees stubble on Jeeves' skin, wants to feel it and can't resist touching him

Fill: Prickly, Part One

Someone went through the Kinkiness Thread and deleted a lot of comments. They might have closed and purged their account, although I don't know how that works since IP addresses aren't logged here. Assuming this is possible please consider not doing this. Many members enjoy and want to respond to them. And we can't be expected to know what was posted, based on the following comments. "Love it!" isn't much of a guide. However I'm not going to be a big meanie and say you can't do so. It's your work and one of the goals is to keep this a safe space.



"I am sorry you deleted that role playing prompt, sir. I should have dearly liked to see you in lederhosen."

At the Art/Vid Post Pics Or It Didn't Happen,

[personal profile] thesadchicken has posted some wonderful art!

Jooster On The Sims 4!
 

Off-topic, I wrote a post about two articles concern Wodehouse's antisemitism on my blog:

"I recently read an essay defending P.G. Wodehouse’s Antisemitism, Wodehouse’s Antisemitism In Context by Elliot MiIlstein. It was reprinted in Plumtopia, a blog devoted to Wodehouse. It infuriated me. (Disclaimer: I’m not Jewish, however my spouse is.)"

At my blog


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The lovely and talented [personal profile] quaffanddoff is putting their fills on AO3! Adding one every day or so. Your loving mod is simply amazed at the scope of their writing, as with [personal profile] thesadchicken, who also have their fills on AO3.

Here's one where members of the Junior Ganymede use Bertie for their pleasure while Jeeves watches. Of course, Jeeves is the grand finale!

Ganymede



Bertie is ready for an evening of buggery and beyond
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My goodness, look at what we have here...more fills!

Prompt: 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: Laughter In The Kitchen

Prompt: Jeeves/Bertie, glory hole. With each other and optional other anonymous men. Bonus for one/both of them realising somehow and wondering how to confront the other.
Fill #2: Glory Hole
Fill #1 (previously posted): What Would You Do?


Prompt: non-sexual pet play
Fill: Who's A Good Boy Then, Jeeves? Part Two
Part One

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I say!


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Yuletide exchange promotional image using a seaside postcard. Text says Greetings from Yuletide!

Better late than never to let you know that Yuletide Is Coming! Yuletide is a small fandom exchange. Anyone can participate.

Nominations of small fandoms have begun and they will close on October 11. I've nominated Jeeves & Wooster, since someone else nominated Jeeve - P.G. Wodehouse. Click on the postcard to see rules, sign up, etc. on AO3. Signups start October 27

I've also nominated Swiss Army Man (you can't get a smaller fandom than that) and Mr. Robot. Can't wait to get my assignment! I might not get assigned any of those but at the least MCU and Harry Potter are way too huge.

Here is the Discord server. Here is the Yuletide admin DW page. There is a mirror page on LJ.

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Sorry this is late, guys. I've been hella busy!

Amongst all of the kinkiness there is a lot of great crack! [personal profile] quaffanddoff made a great crack request post here.

For the monthly challenge, here is a selection of tasty prompts!

Prompt: Sex pollen!!

Prompt: Jeeves is a wizard. How this plays into sex is up to the writer. Or Bertie is a wizard, but not both. (Dumbledore was teaching at Hogwarts in the 1910s if you want.)

Prompt: Jeeves/Bertie: While Jeeves is on vacation some supernatural thing happens to Bertie and he can suddenly hear other peoples' thoughts. He learns what people think and especially what they think about him is terribly disappointing and he is prepared for the worst when Jeeves returns but Jeeves' thoughts are different in many ways.

Please respond to the prompts at [community profile] give_satisfaction . Please stay anonymous (unless you don't want to). Reminder: subscriber and posting access lists are hidden. IP addresses are not logged. Comments are not moderated. This is a safe space.

You can not make a post, but you can answer a prompt even if you are not a member!

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Next month: AU!


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As I was reading through my favorite Explicit-rated fics on AO3, I chose the "Jeeves - P.G. Wodehouse" tag only. There were quite a few stories! So here's a selection for your pleasure.

Bertie Gets A Clue by ennui_blue_light
Summary: Bertie wakes up on Christmas morning and finds himself short one valet. Fluffy with several hot smut scenes.

Collar And Cuffs by orphan account
Summary: Bertie Wooster and his man Jeeves have developed a close and loving relationship. Sometimes they invite others in to share their enjoyment. Just about anything you can think of, including breathplay, anal fingering, medical kink, enemas and beyond!

Jeeves And The Public School Punishment by [personal profile] triedunture
Summary: For the kink_bingo prompt Caning. Bertie and Jeeves are doing some spring cleaning, and Bertie unearths an old school-days relic.

Cold Liver, Psychology, and Timing by Lempo Soi
Summary: Public sex

The Innocence Series by JaneTurenne Two linked fics, first one M with fantastic pining, second one E with equally fantastic smut

Jeeves And The World's Virgin
Summary: Jeeves muses on Bertie's innocence

You Know Best, Jeeves
Summary: Jeeves learns Bertie's not so innocent after all
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My, aren't you a bunch of (warped) busy little bees! More porny delights!

Prompt: (content warning): Bertie tries to kill himself but fails, it's Jeeves that found and stopped him. H/C angst.
Fill: Seen

Prompt: Bertie/reader + reader watching Jeeves/Bertie. Reader is very interested in Bertie and tries to seduce him but quickly finds out Bertie's secret, that his heart belongs to Jeeves. So reader helps them get together. (reader = second person view, you)
Fill: Pretext

If any of you want to post your fills to AO3, feel free. Please mention [community profile] give_satisfaction if you feel comfortable doing so.
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Prompt: Public nudity. Wherever, whenever!

Click on links to be taken to the fills!

FILL: Another Wonderful Idea, Part One

‘Jeeves,’ I moaned, ‘there's someone in the bushes.’
‘Mister Little and Lord Chuffnell, if I am not mistaken, sir.’
‘Good lord!’ I cried, although the exclamation had more to do with the way Jeeves was coming and going between my thighs than with this newly acquired knowledge. ‘And should we… let them… watch?’
‘Yes,’ he whispered into my ear, ‘let them know that… you are mine…’

Read more... )
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Herewith are prompts for long fills. These can be any length from drabble to multi-chapter. If you have an idea for a longer fic and don't want it to get lost in the "Let The Kinkiness Begin!" thread, post them here! And writers, here you get a chance to spread your...er...your wings!

Remember to post fills as comments to each prompt.



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"We must wait for the writers, sir."
"Then bring them hither with all haste!"

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