#Watkyn

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

a way that they are improving on any of the above!

Watkyn :3

Watkyn is categorically incapable of self improvement

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

(Watkyn chic)

does anyone have like an anti aesthetic. like something you look at and can recognize as a complete fashion/interior design/artistic movement and understand it but it makes you shudder seeing it. i am not talking like “its morally bad” “its poorly structured” like just sheerly devoid of joy for you actually invites a repulse response.

[powerupcomicstonight]

More Woosterposting

“You!” growled the diminutive aggressor, eyeing me as a graphic designer might regard a client who’s taken his work and swapped Comic Sans in for all the fonts. “So this is the degenerate manchild with designs on corrupting my innocent daughter!”

This took me squarely aback. I had not expected to cherish Sir Watkyn Bassett’s company, strictly speaking, but it had not occurred to me that the old patriarch might go aggro at the very sight of me.

“What-ho, Sir Watkyn!” I replied with a bright situation-diffusing smile. “So this is the kindly old bean who Madeline’s always praising to the high heavens!”

“Don’t what-ho me, Wooster!” Sir Watkyn snapped. “I’ve seen your videos, you know! You are a violent and lawless young man! I shudder to contemplate the irreparable fissures in the moral foundation of an individual who would award a score of 9.5 to a video game which allows the player to simulate, of all unsavory acts, stealing a policeman’s uniform!”

It would be a stretch to say that the pieces were falling into place, but there were pieces, and they were working their way clumsily down the y-axis. Madeline’s old ancestor had evidently vetted my Youtube channel, and found something that disagreed with his aged sensibilities.

“I’m sorry, Sir Watykn. Are you referring to my Grand Theft Auto review?”

“So, he admits it!” Cried Sir Watkyn of the Bassets in triumph.

“And that bit about stealing policemen’s uniforms, was that really the worst thing you saw me do in that game?”

“I had no appetite for further demonstrations of anarchy and mayhem,” he declared firmly. “I can readily imagine that this so-called game allowed you to escalate the situation to still higher levels of hooliganism, perhaps by vandalizing a police vehicle, or even shooting out the windows of a police station. What I saw made me feel sick, and I was forced to stop the video.”

...

I located Jeeves in a quiet corner of Sir Waykyn’s library, serenely editing Wikipedia on his laptop.

“It’s worse than I thought, Jeeves," I announced. "Sinister, in fact. I’ve broken bread with Sir Watkyn Bassett, and it’s come to light that he’s the boomer who reported my Youtube channel.”

“Would this be the excitable party whose censure resulted in the five-day suspension, sir?”

“The very same. I have taken damage, Jeeves. Bring me a whiskey-soda, and my new camouflage Crocs.”

[the-busy-ghost]

Has Tom Travers discovered the internet 👀

[huanglaoshu]

"...Well, when was it stolen?" "About twenty minutes ago." "Then there you are. Twenty minutes ago I was up here in my room." This rattled him. I had thought it would. "You were in your room?" "In my room." "Alone?" "On the contrary. Jeeves was here." "Who is Jeeves?" "Don't you know Jeeves? This is Jeeves. Jeeves... Sir Watkyn Bassett." "And who may you be, my man?" "That's exactly what he is -- my man. May I say my right-hand man?" "Thank you, sir." "Not at all, Jeeves. Well-earned tribute." Pop Bassett's face was disfigured, if you could disfigure a face like his, by an ugly sneer. "I regret, Mr. Wooster, that I am not prepared to accept as conclusive evidence of your innocence the unsupported word of your manservant."

-- The Code of the Woosters, chapter 13

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

(Watkyn is single and ready to mingle!)

[s-u-w-i]

" Right ho," I said, and started for the door, sauntering at first in a languid sort of way, like a connoisseur a bit bored at having his time wasted. I say " at first," because I had only taken a couple of steps when I tripped over the cat, and you can't combine tripping over cats with languid sauntering. Shifting abruptly into high, I shot out of the door like someone wanted by the police making for the car after a smash-and-grab raid. The cow-creamer flew from my hands, and it was a lucky thing that I happened to barge into a fellow citizen outside, or I should have taken a toss in the gutter. - P. G. Wodehouse, The Code Of The Woosters Bertie and the infamous cow-creamer 🐄  (and bits of Roderick Spode and Sir Watkyn Bassett) commissioned by Kathryn 💖

[dathen]

“The prisoner Wooster,” he said⁠—and who can paint the shame and agony of Bertram at hearing himself so described?⁠—“will pay a fine of five pounds.”

“Oh, rather,” I said. “Absolutely. Like a shot.”

I was dashed glad to get the thing settled at such a reasonable figure.

Oh boy what an in media res beginning! I’m curious if this is character development (gasp) from his lifelong grudge about the same fine vs. Watkyn Basset, or if this is supposed to be that incident with an ACD-level of continuity integrity.

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

Watkyn, why the submarine? Surely you should have a dommarine?

Ah, a fine entomological jape! I tip my haberdashed accessory to you! Your education does you poorly, I have a *fete*-marine.

The very idea.

[asklordcaptaincastronova]

(!!!!!!!!)

Amadeus Castronova has done the impossible - found someone willing to marry his iritating cousin Watkyn. Or at least, someone willing to sell him a relative that claims to be willing, and House Castronova is short enough on blood that they're not going to look a gift grox in the mouth. Pollux Tyndaros has found a way to offload only one of her many inefficient relatives clogging up the officer positions on her vessel, but she is charging the recipient an exordinate amount for the privilege. All they need to do now is make it through the wedding without killing each other.

[funnuraba]

Lying in my sickbed, I have assigned myself to craft some official, wieldy and helpful Wodehouse ship names. Also, make sure to mask up in an N95 or better respirator for the ongoing Covid pandemic, and get some sealed safety goggles for the incipient H5N1 pandemic!

Bertie/Jeeves: Beeves

Aunt Dahlia/Uncle Tom: Dom

Aunt Agatha/guy she marries: Worplesgatha

Gussie/Madeline: Gusseline

Gussie/Emerald: Gusserald

Spode/Madeline: RodMad (not Basspode, which is Spode/Sir Watkyn)

Bingo/Rosie: BingBanks

Florence/Stilton: Fl'Orcy

Stilton/Daphne: Cheesehead

Florence/Percy: Florringe

Tuppy/Angela: Don't ship this

Stiffy/Stinker: Stiffstink Pinkbyng

Bingo/Pongo: Bongo, Pingo, Bingpong, possibilities are endless, idk if they ever speak though

Ashe/Joan: Marlentine

Joan/Aline: Only F/F Ship or Jaline igss

Ronnie/Sue: Fishbrown

Hugo/Millicent: Carwood/Threepmody

Tipton/Veronica: Ronton

Wilfred/Monica: Millsop

Gally/Dolly Henderson: Golly

Baxter/Lady Constance: Baxtance, yeah that's right they get a real one because they are #Real

Gally/Uncle Fred: Gallifred

Lord Emsworth/Uncle Fred: IckenEm. scraping the bottom of the Blandings barrel to find something gay

Sir Gregory/Maudie: Parslie

Ukridge/Corky: Stankoran

Psmith/Mike: Mīth

Psmithian polycule: my Covid induced brain damage can't handle this

[kingbryancroidragon]

I literally watched this and pictured Kinger from "The Amazing Digital Circus" as Sir Watkyn, who would be the man who grabs the rifle.

[fluffysminion]

We finally get to meet the one brave enough to consider marrying Watkyn

[ao3feed-jeevesandwooster]

Jeeves and Trials of Love

read it on AO3 at https://ift.tt/flH5hw0 " by Lucere_Aeresta My life has been upside down for a few days since Jeeves left—yes, he left me for another man, at least that was what he's led me to believe. After days of struggle, I’ve accepted my fate, at least that’s what I've led myself to believe. …Until this morning, when someone rings me up for Jeeves, then arrive two most unexpected visitors at my flat door. All the facts that I’ve (in fact, not that) firmly believed turned out to be a pile of rot. From here begins my trails of love—if the good-for-nothing Bertram Wooster is ever to be good for just one thing, it must be Jeeves’ love. I must find him and make him understand that we are meant to be together. =========== See additional tags for warnings. Words: 22649, Chapters: 8/8, Language: English Series: Part 3 of Bertie Wooster Finds Love (And So Does Jeeves) Fandoms: Jeeves - P. G. Wodehouse, Jeeves & Wooster Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: M/M Characters: Bertram "Bertie" Wooster, Reginald Jeeves, Original Characters, Watkyn Bassett, Eustace Oates Relationships: Reginald Jeeves/Bertram "Bertie" Wooster, Reginald Jeeves/Other(s) Additional Tags: Hurt/Comfort, Post-Canon, Slow Burn, Humor, Gay Sex, Getting Together, POV Bertram "Bertie" Wooster, Period Typical Attitudes, Period-Typical Homophobia, Internalized Homophobia, mention of suicide, Derogatory Language, Non-Graphic Violence, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault " read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/59077537

[jeevesbattle]

Jeeves and Wooster Showdown

Series 3, Episode 5 - Hot Off the Press

Sir Watkyn Bassett is writing his memoirs-and everyone in his social circle fears what he might reveal. Bertie's new fiancée, Lady Florence Craye, wants Bertie to steal the memoirs before they can be published, but the escapade quickly gets out of hand.

Series 3, Episode 6 - Comrade Bingo

Aunt Dahlia employs Bertie in an underhanded job at Marsham Manor, where Madeline is also staying. As Bertie deals with the women at the manor, Bingo Little gets into a sticky situation of his own.

Series 4, Episode 1 - Return to New York

Having returned to New York, Bertie falls in love with an artist and commissions her to paint a portrait. When Aunt Agatha puts Bertie in charge of his cousins Claude and Eustace, Jeeves must save the day once again.

[huanglaoshu]

"You can't evade the issue by saying 'Sir?'. Answer me this, Jeeves, with a simple Yes or No. Why did you tell Plank to come to Totleigh Towers?" I thought the query would crumple him up like a damp sock, but he didn't so much as shuffle a foot. "My heart was melted by Miss Byng's tale of her misfortunes, sir. I chanced to encounter the young lady and found her in a state of considerable despondency as the result of Sir Watkyn's refusal to bestow a vicarage on Mr. Pinker. I perceived immediately that it was within my power to alleviate her distress. I had learned at the post office at Hockley-cum-Meston that the incumbent there was retiring shortly, and being cognizant of Major Plank's desire to strengthen the Hockley-cum-Meston forward line, I felt that it would be an excellent idea to place him in communication with Mr. Pinker. in order to be in a position to marry Miss Byng, Mr. Pinker requires a vicarage, and in order to compete successfully with rival villages in the football arena Major Plank is in need of a vicar with Mr. Pinker's wide experience as a prop forward. Their interests appeared to me to be identical."

-- Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves, chapter 21

Jeeves probably had to call Major Plank well before Stiffy could tell him how upset she was, for the timing to work out. Which just means he made the call and then had the chat with Stiffy not the other way around.

Also compare Jeeves's speech to how Bertie breaks the news to Stiffy:

"You know about Plank?" "What about him?" "I'll tell you what about him. Plank to you hitherto has been merely a shadowy figure who hangs out at Hockley-cum-Meston and sells black amber statuettes to people, but he has another side to him." She betrayed a certain impatience. "If you think I'm interested in Plank -- " "Aren't you?" "No, I'm not." "You will be. He has, as I was saying, another side to him. He is a landed proprietor with vicarages in his gift, and to cut a long story down to a short-short, as one always likes to do when possible, he has just given one to Stinker."

-- Stiff Upper Lip, Jeeves, chapter 21