FIC: Thou Wilt Quake For This (5/9)

[tkel_paris]

Title: Thou Wilt Quake For This
Genre: Much Ado About Nothing
Rating: T (except for the DVD extra)
Author: tkel_paris
Summary: Benedick and Beatrice have found themselves forced to marry. While their family and friends are determined to make them fall in love, a chance emerges to expose the villains who trapped them. Can they succeed and protect Hero?

Comments

[sykira]

*cue another Saturday in which Sykira deconstructs MAAN til the cows come home!*

I do like the bench replacing the chairs, have NOWORDS for how much I adore what CT does putting the chairs between them and how it first slows Benedick as he clearly sees what she is doing and why, and how he carefully and thoughtfully makes the decision to come right up to them, I think even leaning a knee on them as if a castle rampart that divides them, he treats her self-made barrier as if it was formidable as any impassable fortress, but he at the same time makes the point that he will strain himself over it to reach her without violating her space. Basically DT (or this could be Josie) handles that IMPECCABLY and I could cry for the perfection of it, and when you give me an opportunity to revisit it, and you treat it with the same solemnity and honor, I love you for it.

And I don't mean that lightly, because if you could see the rest of my life, I was actually throwing my career under the proverbial bus on Thursday because I could.not.handle watching a big boss paw all over a young secretary friend of mine, and it was driving me nuts that her best friend (a gay guy) just stood there and shrugged, no matter how overtly physical the harassment became, so I kept stepping in and making excuses to take her away from the pervy boss to the point where I was making a pest of myself, but at least later an older lady secretary (THE secretary of the pervert) took me aside and said she really appreciated what I did…but basically I expected to work with sex offenders and instead the slime balls I work with are the bosses instead :( and reading fic like this is like you have given me a big glass of ice cold crystal pure water when I've walked in a dessert all day.

[sykira]

I wanted to hit post before I got interrupted, but actually the bench wasn't even what I was meaning by "his approaching then not pursuing when she backs off, it's beautiful" so much as the bolded part below, but I'll include all the "stage directions" I especially love:

Benedick wished to take Beatrice's hand in support, but it was perhaps too soon.
…
Beatrice sighed and made to get up. Now alone with him, she felt a need to depart. ...

“Please stay a moment more, Lady Beatrice,” Benedick begged.
...
He rested his hands on the bench, away from hers
...
She leaned in, love how he lets her choose to lessen the distance

He leaned closer, keeping about a foot between their heads.
…

He was at her side, holding her gently by the arms in an instant. “Then do it with all thy heart!”

“I love you with so much of my heart there is none left to protest.” She squawked in disbelief, drawing away out of reflex.

He didn't like being apart, but he knew better than to approach without warning again. He just held his hands open.
…
He stepped forward, being careful to not step too close.

…

He approached to take her hands. ...

She blushed, drew away and nodded. …

He took her hands again, even more delicately than before.
...
He kissed her hands tenderly.

She blushed despite herself, and left with a smile, stroking his cheek briefly before stepping away

and then, THEN, as if all that beautiful mesmerizing spellbinding dance of building trust, respect and honor wasn't enough to have me on the floor, you cap it with The Oncoming Desire:
He needed the distraction from his own desires,

which has such promise of HAWTness :D :D

so like I said, perfection ♥

[tkel_paris]

You're very welcome. :DDDDDDDDD

[tkel_paris]

If I could whistle, I would. Yikes...! *hugs* Glad this provided a welcome relief for you.

[sykira]

Aha remembered one other thing, now that the kids and I made blackberry ginger lemon limeade with everything in the fridge and too much sugar, then I added spiced rum to mine, so now I am thinking clearer :D the reason I like to attribute the chair-wall directorial decision making to CT and DT rather than Josie (apart from my massive crush on DT and CT as a duo, and DT as being very sweet and protective, and CT being a total genius) is that when the actor who played Borachio understudied for a heartbrokenly apologetic sick-DT, he broke RIGHT through the chair wall without a second thought, totally startling CT and sending her in a panicking tizzy right across the stage to get away from his predatory advances. she wasn't quite shrieking, but she was clearly very disturbed by it, over the edge from the balance Bea and Benedick had and into a more fearful unbalanced place. Borachio (because he was playing D but he might as well have been playing Borachio) was smug about it too :(
So so wrong. But I'm still one of the only audience members ecstatic poor DT had to bow out that night because I got to see how much was HIM and how much was the director/staging y'know?

[tkel_paris]

Ooh! Yeah, I'd definitely put the attributing where you did. Glad you found something good come out of that night. :)