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I tend to get embarrassed by talking about things I like. I'm good at talking about things I believe or find interesting, but it is a little difficult for me to admit in public that something has, say, filled me with glee to the extent that I clapped my hands about it in my empty apartment.

However, [ profile] darkest_light said she would be interested, and I think it is possible other people would be too, so I'm going to tell you about some of those Jeeves & Wooster fanfics.

Starting off gently, here is one of the stories I read years and years ago in England (five years does qualify as years and years, does it not?) when I was faintly horrified that such a thing as Jeeves and Wooster slash existed. I think I was picturing Jeeves as one of those old-man butler stereotypes, and Wodehouse was something I listened to on car trips with my parents. This story started to bring me around:

Beard by Torch
Short, sweet, and a bit Christmasy, with admirable fidelity to Wodehouse in both voice and story. It's labeled PG but I don't know why, unless it's a sly tribute to the author; there's nothing untoward here.
"Pretty dashed disappointed," I repeated, though owing to the circumstances it came out more along the lines of 'pwetty daffed dishappointed,' which is not the kind of thing a chap who outgrew sailor suits several years ago likes to find himself saying, particularly not 'pwetty.' I shuddered, and Jeeves gave a faint, reproving hiss, like that of a small and exceptionally refined tea kettle.

So I read that, and then because I was at Cambridge I went and checked some actual Wodehouse out of the library and read The Code of the Woosters instead of a bunch of slash, and occasionally over the next few years I checked in on the fandom at Yuletide. Here, by the way, is a Yuletide story you may very well have read already (I followed a link there from [ profile] olivia_circe at the time, I think) and which I've been thinking about a fair bit as I hop back and forth from Wodehouse's England to Anthony Powell's war-torn one:

Deus Ex, by [ profile] innocentsmith
Cracky and meta and charming. I shan't summarize, because that is more or less impossible.
It was a summer day in a charming village on the southwest coast of a particular England.

Lately of course I've read way, way more fic, and most of it is by two people. The first is [ profile] triedunture. She is a marvel, and she's written a very impressive number of stories about these two boys, all of which are oh so good. (I'm not kidding when I say "all." The clone fic is not really my thing, but even that one is well done.)

Jeeves and the Club for Inverts by [ profile] triedunture
(Um, this is the point in the recommendations where the stories start to have sex in them.)
I don't even know why this one is my favorite, but it is. It might have to do with the fairy-tale shape of the story (it's rather like those versions of Cinderella where there are multiple balls, and the princess is disguised as a scullery maid by day) or it might have to do with the dancing (if the thought of Jeeves dancing does not intrigue you, then you can probably skip the rest of this entry), or it might be how adorably canny-but-also-clueless Bertie is in this:
That is, I couldn't very well say, 'Jeeves! In an inverts' club! The shame, the nerve!' because I was there too, wasn't I? And the same held true for me. I had no reason to worry about Jeeves looking me up and down and saying, 'I am so very disappointed in the decisions you've made in regards to your more intimate company, sir.' He had made exactly the same move, after all.

Jeeves and the Snide Acquaintances, also by [ profile] triedunture
I think this is one of her early stories. Much shorter, basically gen, and an incredibly dear portrait of the Jeeves and Wooster relationship.
I took a deep breath that one often needs before confronting the acquaintances of Mr Wooster. To be sure, his fellow Drones Club members were mostly harmless; however, most did not possess the poignant kindness of Mr Wooster when addressing the hired help.

The other person whose fiction I've been inhaling is [ profile] thirstyrobot, who's also insanely talented, with a somewhat different touch. The catalog includes an epic and a bunch of fairly short things. The epic is this one:

Sorting Out the Dance Card by [ profile] thirstyrobot
The author's summary: "An overheard conversation changes everything. Histories, mysteries, romance, and a dive or two into the soup." This is insightful and swoony and sweet and sexy and generously long. My favorite parts come late in the story and I'll spend the whole morning rereading if I go hunting for a quote, so just take my word for this one. The author gives it a strongish-R rating.

And a trio of the short ones, because they make such a nice bouquet. Here be generous helpings of unresolved sexual tension:

Far More Than Flowers
This story makes the absolute best use of Oscar Wilde anywhere, and it's cozy and understated and includes some Jeeves-family.
"Mr Wooster is a gentleman, Beatrice," Jeeves said. I'm sure he didn't know I'd hear it, and therefore couldn't have calculated it to sting me a bit, but it did.

Blue Wool
Ha, this is the one with a comment from me underneath it. It is all wintry and adorable.
Mr Eustace had, in haste and ignorance, supplied Mr Wooster with my scarf. As it happened, the two were nearly identical shades of navy blue, but Mr Wooster's was of fine imported Merino wool and my own had been knitted by my cousin Queenie.

A Decent Proposal
This story has some of the loveliest prose in the fandom, I think.
It was possible that Bertie was conflicted about, or even repelled by the idea of sexual congress with another man, but in Jeeves's experience, those who were at odds with themselves or their morals about such activities found passionate kissing to be the line they would not cross rather than more carnal pursuits.

Finally, one for the road by an author who's written only a little bit in this fandom but hit it out of the park every time. (She seems to have an awful lot of Holmes fic, which I expect is pretty awesome.)

Jeeves and the Three O'Clock Wager by [ profile] janeturenne
Fluff in an impeccable Bertie voice that makes you happy to be alive.
"I say!" I I-sayed, for the notion that had just popped into the Wooster brain was as deserving of I-saying as any I ever ran across. "I say!" I I-sayed again, just for good measure.

Having listed all these stories I find myself becoming embarrassed again. I shall post this and do something career-related and attempt to put it out of my mind that I talked at such length about things I liked. I hope one or two of you like them too.

Date: 2010-07-16 11:26 pm (UTC)
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I've never managed to get into Wodehouse, which makes me sad. Perhaps these recs will suck me in!

I leave you with a spiffy hat!

Date: 2010-07-16 11:30 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
Wooo I am excited to read these things!

Date: 2010-07-18 07:51 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile]
I second what [ profile] darkest_light said! :D

Date: 2010-07-19 02:42 am (UTC)
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From: [identity profile]
I am also excited about things to read (and thinking yes, I SHOULD take some Wodehouse to the beach in August, thank you for the inspiration)! But I am more excited about in my empty apartment.! TELL US MORE!

Date: 2010-07-19 03:53 am (UTC)
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Ah, poo. I got excited for you about apartments, but that actually does make more sense.

I am taking a week off and joining in the Brown-Kulik family annual beach week at Bethany Beach in Delaware. Hallelujah.


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