Call for prompts!

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Hiya! I'm feeling inspired at the moment, and I enjoyed writing commentfic about invisible!Jeeves, so here's the deal.

If you comment to this post with a one-line prompt/plot bunny, I will write a short story as a response to your comment.

Now, these prompts can be as specific or non-specific as you want - my only limitation is that the pairing be Bertie/Jeeves or Jeeves/Bertie, as I'm afraid I can't write a decent anyone else in the J&W universe yet.

So - fire away!

Edit: I just wanted to add - if any of these prompts get any of you writers out there to wanting to write, please do! I'll still write for all of these prompts, but extra commentfics would be fun. :D

Edit Two: I'm going to bed now, but that doesn't mean I'll stop writing these. More to come when I'm fully rested. :)

Comments

this is MONTHS LATE BUT HERE YOU GO

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

It was one of the oddest things he had ever seen in his life, and that included the green woman from Venus and the fifty-armed thing he had seen at Episilon Gruis.

"Er, Jeeves, are they supposed to have that many mouths?" Bertie asked, a bit nervous at the idea of letting a giant pink thing blob near his engine thrusters.

"Yes, sir. It aids with speech, and the culture appreciates multi-tasking."

"I see...well, then, is it safe to let is upgrade my ship?"

"Safe, sir? In a sense, yes, sir."

"What do you mean, 'in a sense'?"

"The Umgah are well known as pranksters, sir. While your engines may come away more efficient, there may be side-effects you may not appreciate."

"Ah...in that case..." Bertie cleared his throat and approached the Umgah, which had been waiting patiently for him to finish consulting with his ship's AI. "Mr. Umgah, sir - I've thought it over, and I can live with my engines as they are. Thank you for your generous offer, however - perhaps some other time?"

[sunsetsinthewes.livejournal.com]

"Well I say, Jeeves, that's a dashed rummy thing to see. Not something one expects to stroll upon during a mid-morning jaunt. I mean, coves kissing coves now, what?"

"Certainly, sir."

My first thought: Bertie's discovered gay porn.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

"I say!"

"Sir?"

"I mean - I say!"

Jeeves' curiosity was peaked. He came over to see what Bertie was doing.

"Jeeves! They're kissing!"

Jeeves blinked once, then tilted his head. Since when did Bertie read books with flowery covers?

"Sir?"

"I mean - two men! Kissing!"

Ah.

"Indeed, sir."

Bertie blinked and looked at Jeeves. "You know - I didn't know you read thingummies like this, Jeeves."

Jeeves closed his eyes for a short moment. Since when did Bertie go about searching his quarters?

"Sir, where did you find this?" Jeeves asked at last.

"In your ro- oh. Sorry, Jeeves."

Jeeves nodded and returned to polishing the spoons.

It was barely three minutes before Bertie came over.

"Jeeves? Why do you have books like this?"

Jeeves began counting to fifty-five from three-hundred and two, attempting to remain calm.

[chippers87.livejournal.com]

Bertie and Jeeves get naughty on the beach. :)

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Jeeves smiled at Bertie - one of his full smiles - and then he kissed his young master.

A few breathless moments later, Bertie had Jeeves on his back, and the swimming trunks were off.

A few more moments later, and Bertie was quite glad that they had remembered to bring the sun lotion. It did have other uses, after all.

Quite a while later - "There's sand EVERYWHERE!" Bertie wailed afterwards, once in the shower.

[askeladden.livejournal.com]

Jeeves wears lingerie bought from Eulalie; Bertie's reaction.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Bertie was quite sure he was drunk. That, or he was hallucinating. Maybe both.

But Jeeves had said he had done some wardrobe shopping at Eulalie...so maybe he wasn't.

Still.

Pink. Lacy. Jeeves.

It did not work in Bertie's mind.

He tried to close his mouth, but no.

"J- J- Jeeves?" He gasped out, shocked.

Jeeves was flushed, but he still had his dignity about him. How did he manage that?

"Yes, sir?"

"Your - you - "

"Would you prefer I change, sir?"

"No!"

Bertie finally approached Jeeves, daring to touch.

[thirstyrobot.livejournal.com]

*scratches head* Aren't Bertie/Jeeves and Jeeves/Bertie the same thing? Or is that a clever way of indicating who's topping?

But that's neither here nor there. Your prompt, should you choose to accept it:

"I say, Jeeves, wouldn't that hurt?"

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

It's a way to indicate who's topping. And my response to your prompt will come shortly. :)

[waqaychay.livejournal.com]

i've always someone to write one of the girls, madeleine or stiffy or someone, to walk in on the boys getting it on. i think the reaction would be priceless. ;D

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Jeeves nipped Bertie's left nipple, hand descending to Bertie's unmentionables.

That was when Madeline walked in.

"Gracious god and all of his fluffy sheep!" She exclaimed, rather loudly.

"Er, Jeeves can explain - " Bertie tried, but she had already fainted.

When Jeeves had made certain that she had a pulse, he explained why she had fainted: "shock, sir - however, the slight drool on her lips appear to indicate that it was a pleasurable shock."

"Right-o, Jeeves."

[blackletter]

Bertie's writings have earned him fans. Some of them offer marriage. (Assuring Bertie that they are *nothing* like Madeline, Honoria, Florence, Bobbie, Pauline, Stiffy, etc. etc.)

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

"But I don't WANT to be married! How many times must I write them back, refusing them?"

"Female fans are known to be quite persistent, sir."

"So a simple no won't stop them?"

"No, sir."

"Then they're lying - really, how soon until they would start molding me?

"I believe it would be quite soon after you met formally, sir."

"Right - well. Would you help me tell them no, Jeeves?"

"Certainly, sir."

[ink-n-imp.livejournal.com]

"I say, careful where you put that, Jeeves!"

[brewsternorth.livejournal.com]

Bertie and Jeeves go punting in Oxford. Subsequent shenanigans ensue. (Capsizing of aforementioned punt optional.)

[backfrommars.livejournal.com]

Jeeves is struck by sudden terror at unexpected threat or injury to Bertie.

[nemesishamartia.livejournal.com]

Bertie visits Aunt Dahlia, who is furious at him for not bringing Jeeves (but he did -- Invisible!Jeeves). Seeing how Jeeves isn't around to offer a solution, Dahlia forces Bertie to steal something for her. /fanfare. Invisible!Jeeves to the rescue!

[brewsternorth.livejournal.com]

Haha, sequel!

[ever-hiddenstar.livejournal.com]

AU where Jeeves and Bertie meet at children/teenagers.

[nox-candida.livejournal.com]

Aww, mine was going to be similar to this (i.e. alternate Bertie and Jeeves meeting). lol, must think of something else. ;)

[nox-candida.livejournal.com]

Bertie needs help picking out a costume for a fancy dress party. :D

But what kind of dress party? Let me take this literally.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

It was a new kind of party at the Drones, and no one could remember exactly who it was who introduced the idea and got it rolling.

Still, everyone seemed to take to it, and the birds didn't seem to mind when their men raided their closets, especially when they were turned to with complaints and pleas for help.

Bertie Wooster, however, did not have a bird he could turn to.

He had Jeeves.

"Sir, if I may suggest a more suitable blue - "

"Pink! I'm sure Tuppy with arrive in red, and I want to complement him!"

Jeeves pursed his lips, thinking.

"Then, sir, a compromise?"

Bertie blinked. That was new. "What sort of compromise?"

"The jewelry would be blue, sir, with the appropiate ribbons, and the dress may be the rose color you desire."

"Ah! Certainly!"

Jeeves inclined his head and finished filling out the order form for the tailor.

[foofarah.livejournal.com]

Bertie and Jeeves babysitting.

[sunsetsinthewes.livejournal.com]

I must admit, I've a deep urge to do one of these on my own, now.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

Please do! They are fun - yes, they take time - but they are loads of fun, and everyone gets to participate. :D

[princesskraehe.livejournal.com]

I haven't got a clue, I just wanted to come in and say Seig Reinhard.

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

*grins* You've just won the internets. Are you a fan of poor Kircheis as well?

[jestana.livejournal.com]

Wings. Either Bertie has them or Jeeves does.

(I'm not obsessed, no)

[lawnnun.livejournal.com]

People are always willing to say things like 'Well, falling off the edge of the Grand Canyon is certainly no picnic', but few have really done the thing (which is, in fact, almost *exactly* unlike a picnic) and lived to tell the tale. One Bertram W. Wooster is now, however, in a position to tell such a tale, and it's all thanks (as usual) to Jeeves. Well, except for the impetus of a trip to Arizona, of all places. It's quite hard when a chap can't get back to Old Blighty because his gargoyle of an aunt wants him murdered, and it is only made worse when the girl said chap was only just engaged to has turned out to be a dangerous lunatic, leaving him no choice but to flee deeper into the heart of the wilds of America. And of course falling into the canyon in the first place wasn't Jeeves's doing. That was a mixture of natural curiosity and a very clumsy donkey.
As is is usual with the intrepid spirit of the Woosters, I had gotten right up to the edge to take a good look. I've heard the Grand Canyon described as nothing but a big hole in the ground, but I feel that its beauty ought to be better appreciated. And appreciating it I was, when the wretched donkey (they are the only beasts nasty enough to handle the terrain there) lurched against me and propelled me over the side as easily as someone might kick a stone along the street.
I don't mind saying that I screamed bloody murder on my way down, and furthermore, you would have too. I was in no position to think, but had I been, I would have thought it was certainly all over for me. Jeeves has proven himself equal to some truly catastrophic turns of events, but even I had a hard time believing it when he leapt over after me. There is feudal spirit, and then there is Jeeves. I was far enough down to look up, and would have probably screamed something despairing over the rushing wind if Jeeves hadn't knocked me silent by sprouting a massive pair of wings, something like a falcon's. They were probably a good thirty feet from end to end, and even falling to my now less-certain death, I had to wonder where he had been keeping them. They shone in the sunlight, black as a crow's. He pulled them in tightly and dropped like a stone, coming even with me before snatching me into his arms like heroine of a Rosy M. Banks novel. Naturally, I clung to his neck in just the same way, eyeing the floor of the canyon and very grateful when Jeeves said a few things in a language I had never heard before. I have since learned that he was swearing, and I must say that nothing calls for strong language quite like desperately flapping and struggling for vertical gain with a whole other person in your arms. Mercifully enough, there were some updrafts, and he managed to get us back up to the rim, where we crashed gracelessly, Jeeves sprawled on top of me with his wings covering us both.
Nicely hidden in the dark, and having just had such a nasty shock, the only option was to kiss him deeply like I had been wanting to for months, and hope to have it written off as temporary insanity. After he had returned it with interest and done a great deal more besides, we took our lethal mount back to its stable, leaving its poor owner to wonder why Jeeves was demanding to have it shot as a menace, and why I was petting it on the nose and feeding it sugar.

[amethystaura.livejournal.com]

*Bertie buggers Jeeves on the dinner table, after the dishes have been cleared away, and is fully in control. Heavily detailed. Please, please, please, please. Puh-leez.*

"Bertie on top" is technically what the docter ordered for the community. And for me. And I think you're a saint. :->

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

Oh gosh! Hope you don't mind but I *just* couldn't help myself... Well, this was definitely more interesting than doing some boring research about vitamins. If 'Bertie on top' is what doctor ordered then I have nothing to say agaist it (except that this is suitable only for adults). Enjoy!

*

”Didn’t I say, Jeeves, that I won’t be nice the next time you forgot the dessert?”
“Yes, sir, I believe you did mention that.” Mr Wooster’s eyes were stern when he looked at Jeeves who held his gaze as calmly as always, but with a hint of nervousness hidden deep beneath as now Jeeves was threw out of control and in a land completely strange to him.
“Then you know what to expect, Jeeves. Bring the olive oil.”
"Very good, sir."

It was an old fantasy of his that for once the kind employer would find strenght to command the way he did this evening, with confidence and power. He wasted no time in the kitchen, as he was just about to see where this dream would take, and was back in front of Mr Wooster in mere seconds.
“Thank you.” Mr Wooster took the bottle in one hand and with the other he guided Jeeves backwards until he met the table, but even that did not stop the pushing and next he realized he was lying on the dining room table. Mr Wooster’s fingers opened his trousers fast and pulled them off just as quickly, revealing the state Jeeves already was.

“You seem to like this, Jeeves”, the young master said with a different voice while opening his own trousers. In any normal moment Jeeves would have been offended by the way the clothes were treated but now his mind were otherwise engaged. His eyes followed every movement Mr Wooster made from the way he poured the olive oil on his fingers to the slow, caressing movements his fingers travelled over his arousal and prepared it.

And then, without words of warning, he raised Jeeves’ legs over his shoulders and entered.

There was a cry of agonized delight from Jeeves' part before the movements of his master made him relax enough under the hands pinning his hips against the table. And when Mr Wooster was deep enough to reach the prostate, all there was left was pure pleasure.

Perhaps too soon for Jeeves’ opinion Mr Wooster reached his climax and left a moment after. With a certain sort of disappointment Jeeves looked where his master stood now once again fully clad in his suit, hair in complete disorder. Their eyes met and Mr Wooster lifted his eyebrow, questioning. The silent begging must had shown on Jeeves’ eyes as soon the warm mouth of his lover closed over his hardness and the tongue was teasing until he reached his peak and cried out something completely unintelligent.

What he could feel after coming back from the small death was Bertie’s body close to him on that dinner table and the lips kissing him on the neck and chin. He pulled the man closer and sighed.
“Was that how you dreamt it, Jeeves?” There was small anxiety in the younger man’s eyes, fear that nothing had gone how it should have.
“Even better, my love”, was all he had to say. The smile that brightened Bertie’s face was the reason why he could not stop kissing him for a long time.

*

[pipariperho.livejournal.com]

"I offer you my love on silver salver and all you can say is 'most unfortunate, sir'!"

[zekkass.livejournal.com]

"But sir - this is the fifty third time you have offered me your love. I am afraid that until Mr Quaxo's potion has worn off, I cannot trust your declarations."

"But - Jeeves - "

"There was a particular reason I warned you against accepting drinks from Mr Quaxo, sir. He is well known for testing his chemistry set on guests."

"Jeeves!"

"Yes, sir?"

"It's worn off!"

"How can you tell, sir?"

"That tingling sensation is gone!"

"That is because it has moved onto the next stage, sir."

"...next stage?"

"Yes, sir. I believe it will affect your color, sir..."

Yes, Jeeves was correct. Bertie was turning blue as they spoke.

[random-nexus.livejournal.com]

Plot Bunny attack!!!

SecretAgent!Jeeves - working for Bertie was originally a cover ID, now he's emotionally attached and has to come clean...or get down & dirty...maybe both? "Jeeves, Reginald Jeeves."

*excited grin* C'mon! You know you want to!
(I know I want to, just couldnt' get it to work.)

[nox-candida.livejournal.com]

lmao!!! I heart your idea. :D