belovedcreation:

aeternamente requested bea and ben + fake married

“Wrap your arm around my waist.”
Through a mouth full of crisps, Benedick was only able to mumble incredulously, “Whaaa?”
With a sickly-sweet smile on her face, Beatrice hissed her next words through her teeth as she laid her head on his shoulder, shooting warmth to his gut. “Wrap. Your arm. Around. My waist.”
Ben complied because that all you could really do with Bea giving you that look and your mouth full of crisps and some stupid-looking fellow approaching at a party.
“Hey Bea, how’s it going?” he asked in a way that was shooting for nonchalant but ended up somewhere in the region of quite chalant.
Bea giggled in a way that shot for chalant and hit it on the mark. “Oh, Louis, I didn’t see you there.” She grabbed a crisp from the bag that Ben was still stupidly clutching in his other hand, and popped it into her mouth.
“You’re looking lovely tonight, Bea. That top really brings out your eyes.” Ben felt his lip curl in disgust. Why was this strange chap trying to chat up Bea? And why was he doing such a terrible job at it?
She placed her hand over the one resting on her waist and let more of her weight lean against the side of his body. “Have you met my fiancee, Ben?”
Ben was incredibly grateful he had swallowed his junk food, because if not he would surely have choked and died and no one really wanted the whole world to have to mourn his untimely death for a week. And what was this about being engaged? To Beatrice?
The awkward bloke (Louis, apparently) stuck out his hand for Ben to shake. Not bothering to wipe off the fine dusting of crisp residue, Ben shook it in a way that he hoped conveyed how incredibly macho and manly he was.
“Well,” Louis said, bobbing his head, “I guess I’ll see you around.”
“See you around, Louis,” Bea chirped, already popping another tasty crisp into her mouth. As soon as Louis turned his back, Ben tried to extract his arm, but Bea had him in some sort of a death grip. It wasn’t until he had disappeared into the crowd that Bea let him go, but she still remained in his personal space, eyes glowing with her usual passion. “Good god, that man is a pill,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.
“Care to fill me in?” Ben pouted, letting his curiosity get the better of him.
Bea looked over at where Louis had gone and sighed, taking a deep pull of her drink before responding. “That’s Louis and he is one of several men I know who absolutely refuse to take no for an answer.”
“So he regularly tries to chat you up?”
“Very regularly. Every time I see him regularly.”
“And you’ve told him off?”
“Every time. In clear and indisputable terms. But he’s one of those stupid blokes who will only really back off when another guy has already claimed a girl he’s interested.” Bea spit out ‘claimed’ like it was a disgusting word and Ben had to chuckle. She wasn’t the sort of girl that anyone could claim. Not really.
Bea clapped him on the shoulder and it was like old times again. Like they were fourteen and it was the two of them against the world. “Thanks for helping me, Ben.”
He stuffed another crips in his mouth to cover up the goofy grin that spread across his face. “No problem. Is that all you need?”
Her hand stroked her chin in an exaggerated manner and shifty eyes darted once again to where Louis had gone. “I don’t know. He might be back.”
That grin came across Ben’s face, but this time he didn’t try to hide it. “What do you say we have a contest, then?”
“A contest?” Bea echoed, eyebrows shooting up. “What do you have in mind?”
“I say we see who can be the most disgustingly adorable. Like Hero and Claudio.”
A sparkle appeared deep in Bea’s eyes, and she reached out her hand for a formal and challenge-sealing handshake. “You’re on, snookums.”
Ben leaned forward and pinched her cheeks. “Anything you say, sugarbooger.”

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(Nothing Much To Do is a modern adaptation of Much Ado About Nothing. Watch all the episodes here.)

belovedcreation:

aeternamente requested bea and ben + fake married

“Wrap your arm around my waist.”

Through a mouth full of crisps, Benedick was only able to mumble incredulously, “Whaaa?”

With a sickly-sweet smile on her face, Beatrice hissed her next words through her teeth as she laid her head on his shoulder, shooting warmth to his gut. “Wrap. Your arm. Around. My waist.”

Ben complied because that all you could really do with Bea giving you that look and your mouth full of crisps and some stupid-looking fellow approaching at a party.

“Hey Bea, how’s it going?” he asked in a way that was shooting for nonchalant but ended up somewhere in the region of quite chalant.

Bea giggled in a way that shot for chalant and hit it on the mark. “Oh, Louis, I didn’t see you there.” She grabbed a crisp from the bag that Ben was still stupidly clutching in his other hand, and popped it into her mouth.

“You’re looking lovely tonight, Bea. That top really brings out your eyes.” Ben felt his lip curl in disgust. Why was this strange chap trying to chat up Bea? And why was he doing such a terrible job at it?

She placed her hand over the one resting on her waist and let more of her weight lean against the side of his body. “Have you met my fiancee, Ben?”

Ben was incredibly grateful he had swallowed his junk food, because if not he would surely have choked and died and no one really wanted the whole world to have to mourn his untimely death for a week. And what was this about being engaged? To Beatrice?

The awkward bloke (Louis, apparently) stuck out his hand for Ben to shake. Not bothering to wipe off the fine dusting of crisp residue, Ben shook it in a way that he hoped conveyed how incredibly macho and manly he was.

“Well,” Louis said, bobbing his head, “I guess I’ll see you around.”

“See you around, Louis,” Bea chirped, already popping another tasty crisp into her mouth. As soon as Louis turned his back, Ben tried to extract his arm, but Bea had him in some sort of a death grip. It wasn’t until he had disappeared into the crowd that Bea let him go, but she still remained in his personal space, eyes glowing with her usual passion. “Good god, that man is a pill,” she muttered, rolling her eyes.

“Care to fill me in?” Ben pouted, letting his curiosity get the better of him.

Bea looked over at where Louis had gone and sighed, taking a deep pull of her drink before responding. “That’s Louis and he is one of several men I know who absolutely refuse to take no for an answer.”

“So he regularly tries to chat you up?”

“Very regularly. Every time I see him regularly.”

“And you’ve told him off?”

“Every time. In clear and indisputable terms. But he’s one of those stupid blokes who will only really back off when another guy has already claimed a girl he’s interested.” Bea spit out ‘claimed’ like it was a disgusting word and Ben had to chuckle. She wasn’t the sort of girl that anyone could claim. Not really.

Bea clapped him on the shoulder and it was like old times again. Like they were fourteen and it was the two of them against the world. “Thanks for helping me, Ben.”

He stuffed another crips in his mouth to cover up the goofy grin that spread across his face. “No problem. Is that all you need?”

Her hand stroked her chin in an exaggerated manner and shifty eyes darted once again to where Louis had gone. “I don’t know. He might be back.”

That grin came across Ben’s face, but this time he didn’t try to hide it. “What do you say we have a contest, then?”

“A contest?” Bea echoed, eyebrows shooting up. “What do you have in mind?”

“I say we see who can be the most disgustingly adorable. Like Hero and Claudio.”

A sparkle appeared deep in Bea’s eyes, and she reached out her hand for a formal and challenge-sealing handshake. “You’re on, snookums.

Ben leaned forward and pinched her cheeks. “Anything you say, sugarbooger.

Help me celebrate 500 followers!

(Nothing Much To Do is a modern adaptation of Much Ado About Nothing. Watch all the episodes here.)

aeternamente replied to your post “jilbyforever replied to your post:belovedcreation replied to your…”

I didn’t love the book. Michael is a harsher character than in the movie, and Joe/Guinevere isn’t as sweet and poignant (partially because the book doesn’t have any of the pre-WWII context that was added in the movie).

Oh that’s a pity! I really liked the pre-WWII context in the movie! 

muchtoofullofsand:

alphiriel:

muchtoofullofsand:

Very cool! Care to share anything about them? Eg where are they based out of? (Words cannot express how much of an FHB fan I am but it definitely exceeds my love for P&P and probably even Jane Eyre.)

Unfortunately that’s actually all I know!  It was a rather brief encounter.  :/

Actually here is one tidbit - mostly just kind of funny:  the gal I was talking to said she’s had some second thoughts about the name (which is the estate from the book) because she can’t even remember how to spell it - so how will anyone else find it?  (I think it will be fine, but it was kind of a delightful exchange.)

Hey, I’m the Misselthwaite chick from the AOJE meetup! It’s awesome that you remembered our project!

For anyone who’s curious, Pencil Ink Productions, the studio behind The Misselthwaite Archives, is a lady-owned company based in Portland, Oregon. Amanda and I (Aileen) have been friends since high school, and after we graduated from college, we realized we were both really interested in filmmaking and online video, so we decided to start our own studio. We’ve produced a decent number of short films, both together and independently, but this is our first attempt at a webseries. We’re super excited to be working on something narrative again, since we spend a lot of time producing promotionals and acting reels for clients. (Gotta pay the bills somehow!)

Anyway, all our official story videos/transmedia will be posted on misselthwaitearchives.com, but if you’re interested in getting our production updates, feel free to follow our pencilinkproductions tumblr. We’ll be sharing more about our cast, crew, and creative process soon!

As for the name of the show, I do still triple check the spelling every time I post something because I’m super paranoid about making a mistake, haha. But I went to a college with an equally-ridiculous name (Rensselaer Polytechnic Institute - there’s definitely a reason everyone uses the acronym), so I know from experience that it’ll get easier with practice. For now I’m just hoping that autocomplete in the tags will be our savior. :)

I love that we are now connected through the tumblrs!!!  This is why the internet is beautiful. :)

Tagging yulinkuang because this is the thing that I mentioned to you earlier today. 

And the book (same title) is lovely too!

I didn’t even realize there was a book until the movie started with “Adapted from…” but I might have to check it out now!

Anonymous said: Dear Man, You seem to spend all your time explaining men to women--a ridiculously easy task, as men are simple and rational, and so very little explanation is needed. Now try something difficult: Explain women, please, to this man. How is it that women want the wealth and security associated with being a wife, and yet still want a reformation of the divorce laws? Pick one thing, women! --Confused in Hartfordshire

ask-a-man:

Dear Confused,

Thank you so much for your impassioned letter. You bring to light a terrible problem that has afflicted men throughout our nation, and make the solution all too evident. 

Women, I must now address you using the imperative. (Luckily, I am a Man, and am therefore good at that.) We men are simple folk. When you have different hopes from another woman, when you express different thoughts than another woman, we run into difficulties that—while not logical—are entirely understandable.

We have spent our entire lives learning to ignore your sex as best as we can. Now all our best efforts on this score are being upset by the revelation that you might possess—dare I say it—distinctiveness. Why are you not all the same? Do you not understand how taxing it is for men to have to deal with this kind of flagrant individuality on your part?

Women, get together en masse and decide on a single personality post-haste. The men of this country would appreciate your doing so no later than Wednesday next.

(Never fear; failure to meet this deadline will have no consequences. As we take no notice of you, any alterations you make will be largely invisible to us.)

Yours,
Stephen Shaughnessy
Man of Authority

If I Didn’t Care

aeternamente:

So this is a result of a perfect storm of inspirations. There’s these headcanons about Lily having a late night date with Ben and Jerry’s and mojitos and 90s music, and then there’s Yulin’s post about how this episode was inspired by Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, which is such a lovely movie. Also, this post recently came up on my queue.

And then there’s the fact that Miss Pettigrew has a song in it called, “If I Didn’t Care.”

And I just knew that this was a fic that needed to happen.

Contains spoilers for Miss Pettigrew.

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Also this amazing fic. 

yulinkuang:

On the production of episode 5 of Kissing in the Rain

Sequentially, this was the first episode we shot of Kissing in the Rain, which means 1) I was intensely nervous during its production and 2) hahaha, I have Sean and Mary Kate’s first kiss on camera. Most lol-worthy is the fact that Zack, our DP, accidentally continued to roll camera after we called cut and didn’t realize this until we were about to call action on the second take, so I also have Sean and MK’s very first between-takes interactions documented on camera as well. Given the meta-tasticness of this series in which they play two actors who keep having to kiss each other on camera, I figured the production stills from this take might be of interest.

I’m looking forward to cutting together a massive blooper reel over our series end credits once both seasons of Kissing in the Rain have been released. There will likely be an entire montage of Sean and Sairus struggling to get out their lines over the rain relentlessly hitting them in the mouth/eyeballs.

For reasons unknown to this lady director, I chose the scene with the most difficult blocking for us to kick off production. It was also our first run with the rain rigs (we’d done some camera tests before, but with enough margin for error that I was prepared for everything to go topsy turvy on this project if they didn’t work properly on the day), so I’m honestly still kind of taken aback by how well this episode turned out given all the variables in play. Sean and Mary Kate were both seated on vintage suitcases that were completely ruined over the course of shooting this scene, I’m still pretty sad about their loss. Another fun fact, the coat that Mary Kate is wearing in this episode is mine from third grade. My parents liked to buy me clothes I could “grow into” throughout my childhood. It saved me some wardrobe budget in the end, so I won’t complain.

This episode was my homage to studio films of the 1930’s - specifically Bringing Up Baby and It Happened One Night. There was a period in my life where I had only just discovered online streaming, and for some reason the streaming site that I found only hosted films from the 1940s and earlier, so these two movies hold a special place in my heart. I was also riffing on the 2008 film, Miss Pettigrew Lives for a Day, starring Amy Adams, Lee Pace, Ciaran Hinds, and Frances McDormand. It’s a wonderful little period comedy, I highly recommend it.

That’s honestly all I can think of for production on this episode, it’s a short commentary week! In case you missed it, I also wrote up a couple behind-the-scenes commentary/essay posts earlier last week. There’s one here about the creative process from idea conception to production to episode release, and another one here with my thoughts on the world of literary adaptations for YouTube. Check those out if you are so inclined!

As ever, feel free to reach out if you have any other questions regarding production, I also answer quick questions on twitter. Hope you guys will enjoy tomorrow’s episode, it’s probably one of my favorites, along with every other episode.

Much love,

Yulin Kuang
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Oh hey look I found the thing that made me watch Miss Pettigrew Lives For A Day! Thanks @belovedcreation (ugh it won’t let me tag you?) and aeternamente and past!yulinkuang

Yulin was recommending it during kitr because one of the episodes was based off of it.

Whoa whoa whoa wait which one? yulinkuang?

violinmuscles:

A very late and very long post about why I really liked the ending of AoJE

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Pretty much this. 

monzicah:

ramannoodles20 replied to your post: hey nmtd tag, it occurs to me that we …

Some people are using beadick, so maybe that?

Haha I mean the drawback is that it’s literally “be a dick” but that kinda suits them, I’d be down for it :)

+1 for Beadick. I think it totally suits them.