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Reflection


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Date: 2012-10-21 07:45 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lawnnun.livejournal.com
Drabble: Glass

I have no way of knowing if this is generosity or greed. It is only natural to want to share anything delightful, just as it is only natural to want as much of such a thing as possible. Stroking my Bertram's cock and watching the other buck and whimper in the mirror, the two have become completely intertwined. He cries out and presses perfect hands to the glass, arching his back. It is easy to encourage him just a little forward to kiss his double's cool mouth, breath fogging up the glass as my master drinks in his own beauty.

Date: 2012-10-21 02:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
erm, ah.... wow....

Date: 2012-10-21 10:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
You always write such hot stuff, my dear. :D

Date: 2012-11-22 02:58 am (UTC)
ext_24392: (JW - Good Lord Smut - me)
From: [identity profile] random-nexus.livejournal.com
You make lovely smuttery, old thing.
This is quite a corker!

Drabble: Mirrored

Date: 2012-10-21 11:11 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
He is not a man of deep reflection. His thought skims the margins of things, as a swallow skims the surface of a pond seeking its food, bright and quick. It suits him; suits his sense of humor, his odd turns of phrase, and the joy in his eyes.

I, on the other hand, am constantly deep in thought. He suspects these depths and comments upon them, even if he rarely understands. We are a study in contrast, complementary, a chiaroscuro in human form. Where I seek the depths, he soars.

We meet at the water's still, sun-dappled surface, mirrored.

Date: 2012-10-22 03:22 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] lawnnun.livejournal.com
I love this so much, because it's both poetic and true. XD

Date: 2012-10-22 03:23 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
mmm, thank you. :D

Date: 2012-10-22 09:04 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
I agree. This is really lovely. The image of the swallow and the use of 'chiaroscuro' are just delightful and lyric

Date: 2012-10-23 03:59 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
I rather liked those myself, thank you. ;)

Date: 2012-10-25 05:47 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cat94208.livejournal.com
Wow... what a beautiful comparison.

Date: 2012-10-26 10:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
Thank you. :D

Date: 2012-11-22 03:00 am (UTC)
ext_24392: (JW - Jeeves-grammar)
From: [identity profile] random-nexus.livejournal.com
This is just beautifully done, bebe. Prose of the highest caliber, with which you so often gift us.
<3

Date: 2012-11-22 03:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] erynn999.livejournal.com
Mmm, thank you so much for saying so, my dear. <3

Date: 2012-10-22 10:34 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
Drabbles

Reflections -or- imitation is the sincerest form of flattery

…of danger

Jeeves
The rumors had gotten too close, too accurate.

I would never understand why that fool Brinkley had taken such a strong dislike to my young master, but he started the talk. It only took a question, something to cause a doubt.

“How could such a handsome, amiable, wealthy young man be unable to find himself a suitable wife?” He asked Seppings, who drew himself up and repaired to a card table. It was just enough to set the younger set speculating.

Then there were the offers, lucrative offers. My heart broke when I realized what I would have to do.



…of the way life used to be

Bertie
The heart ached for all the little things Wooster lost when Jeeves oozed out the door to another master:

His little cough like a timid, far-off lamb, watching him shimmer about the place setting all to rights, his advice when Bertram was knee-deep in the mulligatawny with some beazel, and how his eyebrow quirked in fond amusement when Wooster reeled home after a corker with the Drones;

But most of all, his delicious good-night kisses and waking tucked up in his tender embrace.

The bean does not fathom why he left me. I thought he loved young Wooster. Whatever happened?

Jeeves
My new master was nearly impossible to please. The shouting and cursing were the worst part of my new employment, but the criticism and bad temper took a toll as well. I was being paid nearly three times what a valet would earn, but it was inadequate recompense for the irritation.

After three months, I was ready to resign without another source of income, if it would not make talk. I had grown too used to Mr. Wooster’s mild good-nature and appreciation of the small details of my work. How I wished to hear the sound of his beloved voice.


…of the love you took from me

Bertie

Thankfully, Jeeves answered the phone.
“I need to see you.”
“I’ll do my best, sir.”
He shimmered in before teatime and adjusted my tie.
“Sir?” The tears welled up.
“The world is dust without you. I... Dash it all!”
“Perhaps I left because I can’t love you, sir.”
I had not considered that. “Oh. Right. Frightfully sorry, Jeeves.”
“Or perhaps not.” Jeeves grinned. I saw my love for him reflected back from his handsome face.
“Indeed, Jeeves.”
“Your soupy tone suggests that only affection prevented your saying ‘sez you,’ sir.” He kissed me tenderly. “Thank-you for this second chance, darling.”

Jeeves

He made the plans, and they were nearly flawless. I could have burst with pride in him.

One of Mabel’s actress friends would go to the Junior Ganymede Club, carrying a picture of Mr. Wooster, the man she knew as “Reginald Jeeves.” He had courted her and then abandoned her suddenly. She was in love with a fellow valet, who had loved her from afar and would rescue her from heartbreak.

Sadly, he also would likely punch Mr. Wooster. I hoped not terribly hard.

We took the night train to France, and would return together once they had safely married.
Edited Date: 2012-10-22 10:36 pm (UTC)

Date: 2012-10-25 05:45 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cat94208.livejournal.com
What a lovely set of drabbles. :) I love drabbles that are connected and tell a whole story.

Date: 2012-10-25 11:48 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
You are very kind, as always. I shamelessly copied emulated Darklady and Hbomb. When will we see more drabbles from you?

Date: 2012-10-26 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] cat94208.livejournal.com
You're welcome! I've been busy attempting to do some artwork (its Jeeves and Wooster related so I might show it on here sometime), but I might have some new drabbles by next week if I get inspired. Drabbles are such fun things to write.

Date: 2012-10-26 01:32 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
I have found yours to be most enjoyable (the videos and the drabbles), and will be looking forward to seeing more whenever you are done...

Date: 2012-11-22 03:04 am (UTC)
ext_24392: (JW - Bertie Jeeves Luv)
From: [identity profile] random-nexus.livejournal.com
Oh, what a delightful treat! Interconnected drabbles to make a story arc. *claps hands*
And such a good one! So relieved at that happy ending!
\o/

Date: 2012-11-22 03:19 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
Thank-you for the kind words. I am a bit concerned at the possible punching. Hopefully Jeeves figures a way out of that.

Date: 2012-11-22 03:52 am (UTC)
ext_24392: (JW - Jeeves luvs Bertie)
From: [identity profile] random-nexus.livejournal.com
DRABBLE: Betrayed/Revealed By A Reflection

I counted on Bertram’s trusting nature and my own cleverness to keep my feelings hidden. Gazing for precious moments before waking him, or in various other settings, I was careful to do so in moments of his distraction and my assurance I would remain unobserved.

It was a reminder of my own fallibility, and a stroke of good fortune, when I made the mistake of gazing with loving fondness at Bertram’s sun-gilded profile as he made an attempt at fishing. After a soft gasp at our reflection, he turned.

The hopeful joy on his face was brighter than the sun.

Date: 2012-11-22 07:38 am (UTC)
ext_24392: (JW - Slash? Indeed! - me)
From: [identity profile] random-nexus.livejournal.com
Hee! Glad you liked!
Thankee!
XD

Date: 2012-11-25 05:42 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] godsdaisiechain.livejournal.com
Squeee... so sweet and charming and delightful!!

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