#BecaXChloe

[brighteyes29]

Bechloe week 2021, Day 2

A/N: I don’t know why my friend Tumblr here puts such big spaces between paragraphs, I couldn’t fix it, so… Try to ignore it. This is Bechloe week day 2, pitches. I hope you like this one. Might publish it on ff.net or wattpad as a fic, but for now it is a one-shot.

Summary: Beca, Chloe and Amy are moving to L.A., so Beca could pursue her career and be away from Jesse. The three girls are roommates. Chicago doesn’t exist here ‘cause this is set after Pitch Perfect 2, not 3. So yeah. It is more interesting than it sounds, I just don’t know how to describe it without spoiling anything.

This happened right after graduation. Beca wanted to move to Los Angeles, so she can pursue with her career and be away from her ex, Jesse. The DJ just needed a change, but she didn’t want to be alone. She brought her best friends Chloe and Fat Amy with her. Like most of the other Bellas, Aubrey didn’t want to leave the city and quit her current job, which she loved, but she promised she’ll come to visit the three girls often, when she could.

“It’s such a shame that Aubrey couldn’t be here with us. I’m going to miss her.” - Chloe sighed, as the three girls were walking towards the street, where their rented apartment was supposed to be. Beca was right next to the ginger, they were holding hands despite the brunette’s complaints.

“I’m not.” - Beca replied, but both girls next to her knew she was kidding.

“Oh, come on, Bec.” - Chloe looked at her friend. “I know you will. You and Aubrey might not always be on the best terms, but-

“I know, I was kidding.” - the brunette cut her friend off. “I just had to say that. You know me.” - Beca smirked.

“We’re here!” - Fat Amy announced, when she looked up from the map she was looking at on her phone. “Are you ready for us, L.A.?” - she yelled, before entering the building. Her friends laughed and followed after her.

“Which floor should the apartment be on?” Beca said what all three girls were thinking.

“I keep in touch with the cute landlord, let me check.” - Amy opened her Messenger app and scrolled a bit, until she found the landlord’s profile. “Floor 6, lesss go!” - the blonde rushed up the stairs. Beca and Chloe had a hard time catching up with her. She must really be into that landlord of theirs.

When the girls reached the sixth floor, a handsome guy was waiting for them there. He wore a beautiful smile and he had a toothpick in his mouth. He had shoulder-length brown, curly hair and brown eyes. He saw the girls looking around a bit, so he said:

“Right here, ladies!” - he greeted them with a hand and helped them with their luggage. “You’re my new renters, yeah?” - he asked. The boy had an irresistible Australian accent.

“We surely are now…” - Amy looked at him from head to toe.

“Oh, another Australian. There aren’t too many of us here, so it’s nice to see a friendly face.” - the boy replied. “I recognized you from your profile picture. You’re Amy, yeah?”

“Yeah.” - Amy said. “Your profile picture didn’t tell me too much about you, but… I gotta say you’re hotter in person.”

“Ah, thanks.” - the boy scratched the back of his head. “The name’s Will. Will Warten.” - he added and moved to the side, so the girls could come in. “I hope you like this place. It was my home for 7 years, before I bought it from the owner.”

“Wait, you were a renter too?” - Chloe asked, intrigued, and crossed her arms.

“Sure. But I loved it in here so much that eventually I bought it.” - Will put the luggage in the living room, which was right in front of the front door. The girls sat on the couch.

“How did you decide to put it for rent again?” - Chloe asked. Beca smirked at the fact how curious her friend was and looked at her.

“Well, I thought it would be selfish if I keep this wonderful place to myself. I wanted to share it, so other people can experience what I have. I met the love of my life here.” - after Will said that, a girl joined them in the living room, she was a thin blonde with hazel eyes. She rested her hands on Will’s shoulders, who had his back on her. He was sitting on the armchair.

“What a nice surprise!” - Amy exclaimed, although both Beca and Chloe knew she was sarcastic. “How long have you two been together?”

“Um, 5 years, I think.” - Will said. “She was my roommate. We didn’t know each other at first, but we were both new in town. We fell in love soon after we got to know each other.”

“You fell in love.” - the unknown girl corrected Will. He laughed.

“Well, yeah, but… You followed soon after.” -he replied. “Everyone, this is my lovely fiancé Katelyn.” - Amy practically shot the other blonde girl with her eyes. “We live next door, so if you need anything-

“Honey, you forgot to show them around!” - Katelyn intervened again. From what the girls heard, she sounded American.

“Right.” - the brown-haired boy stood up. “This way, please.” - he pointed at the room, which was on the living room’s right. The renters followed him and looked inside the room. “This is one of the rooms, the other is next to it and looks kinda the same, but the bed is smaller. And the kitchen is at the end of the hall.”

“There is only one bed.” - Beca noticed.

“Yeah, but… It is big enough and… you guys are friends, two of you can share it, yeah?”

Beca wasn’t sure. She had to share a bed once, with Chloe, in fact, but after what happened in the tent at Aubrey’s camp, she didn’t want to repeat the situation. The brunette was silent for a moment, which Will interpreted as a problem.

“Is there some kind of a problem?” - he raised a brow.

“No.” - Beca lied. “We’ll be just fine.”

The DJ didn’t see how Chloe’s smile turned into a frown. She knew what was going on in Beca’s mind. She knew the brunette was uncomfortable around her after what she told her in the tent. But she still couldn’t explain to herself why was Beca okay with holding hands with her. She didn’t know why Beca was okay with Chloe occasionally kissing her. The redhead didn’t know many things. But she was bound to find out.

“One of you can sleep on the sofa, it’s no issue.” - Will suggested.

“Yeah, it’s fine.” - Beca forced a smile, but she wasn’t very good at it.

“One thing, though.” - the brown-haired boy added. “No sex on the sofa.”

“Sure.” - Chloe sighed and looked at Beca, the redhead’s mind was somewhere else entirely. “No problem.”

“Alright, then. Kat and I are leaving. If you need anything… well, you know.” - with that, the landlords left.

“What are we going to do?” - Beca asked with crossed arms. Chloe knew exactly what she meant.

“What do you mean?” - the redhead tried to smile. “We’ve done this before, two of us are going to share a bed. No big deal.” - Beca looked at her friend and didn’t really know what to say.

“I call dibs on the other bed!” - Fat Amy rushed to the other room and sat on the bed. “This room has better view.” - she explained. The two other girls laughed.

“So, I guess we’ll sleep on the other bed.” - Chloe moved closer to Beca, wearing a big smile on her face.

“No.” - Beca replied with a serious face. That made Chloe’s smile disappear. “I’ll sleep on the couch.”

“But wait, you guys are dating, why don’t you sleep together? I meant… Well, you know what I meant.” - Fat Amy said.

“For the last time, we’re not dating!” - Chloe said. It was the first time that Chloe was the one who said that. That surprised Beca.

“What? Yes, you are! You’re, like, always holding hands and kissing, you can’t tell me you’re just really good friends, that’s horseshit!” - the other two girls didn’t really know what to say to that, so they didn’t.

….

Quickly, the night came and all girls were in their rooms, except for Beca, who was in the living room, on the couch. She never foresaw how lonely she was going to be on the couch. The whole evening she spent thinking about Chloe and how she probably hurt her, even though the redhead never said anything about Beca’s choice.

The three girls had spend the whole day at the beach, but Beca left Amy and Chloe do all the talking. The DJ didn’t engage in conversations with them much. She spoke only when they asked her something. Even at dinner, Beca was silent and kept to herself. Her eyes were on the plate and she did her best to keep them that way. The DJ knew Chloe suspected something, but she never asked her what’s up, most likely because the ginger didn’t feel like talking to her friend. She was hurt and Beca got that. The brunette never really apologized for what she did. She wanted to, but she was never good at words. She didn’t really even know why she refused fo share a bed with Chloe. Hell, the brunette even liked her, to say the least. The reason she was uncomfortable with sharing a beg with Chloe was the fact that she was afraid Chloe might find out about Beca’s little crush. Last time, when the ginger basically offered Beca to experiment with her, Beca had an answer ready. But, on a bad day she might not have it and that’ll make the redhead suspicious. So Beca couldn’t have that.

‘Too many emotions today, time to relax.’ - Beca thought. To her, that meant, well, masturbating.

So she pulled out her phone and browsed photos of Chloe. When she chose one she made the blanket cover everything beside her head and started the action. It felt amazing, knowing you’re getting off to your crush. It almost felt like you’re having sex with them. Will said no sex on the couch. He didn’t say anything about masturbating.

But Beca had too much on her mind to hear Chloe’s door open. The redhead immediately realized what her friend was doing, but she didn’t know what the other girl was watching and what made her breathe with such weird frequency. It sounded kinda hot. So when Chloe grabbed the brunette’s phone, Beca was caught by surprise.

“Hey!” - the DJ immediately tried to get her phone back, but Chloe lifted it up, beyond Beca’s reach. “You know this is not fair. Just give it back!”

“Oh, I’ll give it back.” - Chloe smirked. “Right after I find out what you were watching.” - Chloe’s gaze shifted to the phone.

“No, Chloe, don’t!” - Beca begged, but the redhead wasn’t listening.

“Oh, my…” - the redhead put a hand over her mouth, but then she laughed.

“What’s so funny?” - Beca was furious right now. Not only did Chloe violate her privacy, but now she was going to tease her about it.

“All these years. You felt the same.” - Chloe gave Beca her phone back. “We’re two idiots in love who could have been together, but were too afraid to do something about it. It’s funny.”

“No, it’s not, actually-

“If you shared the bed with me, you wouldn’t masturbate to my picture and I never would’ve caught you redhanded. Guess there’s one good thing about you sleeping on the couch.” - Chloe wrapped her arms around Beca’s neck.

“I… I don’t know what to say, it is all so… weird, and I-

“Shhh….” - Chloe put her index finger on Beca’s mouth. “No need for words. And… guess now you’ll want to share the bed with me.”

“Guess so.” - Beca smirked and let Chloe’s tongue inside her mouth. It all felt so good. And, as Beca said, so… weird.

[becamitchellsbeats]

Bechloe - Skype Night

Inspired by the Bellas performance of Love On Top!

Beca is isolating alone and is missing the Bellas more than she cares to admit. One skype call and a spontaneous burst into a song later and everything changes.Might continue it so lemme know your thoughts!]

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Beca's music career had been put on a temporary hold as she was made to isolate at home, her hand wrestling to the bottom of yet another chips packet as she flicked through the TV channel for the 17th time. "Well this officially sucks" she groaned to herself, tucking her legs in closer as she eyed a photo frame on the TV cabinet,  it was the Bellas graduation photo, looking back at it she wished she smiled more for the photo, she looked so grumpy, especially when compared to Chloe who her eyes focusing on Chloe in particular.

Beca hadn't seen Chloe in around 2 months which felt like agony seeing as she was used to seeing her daily, not that she'd ever admit it. The emptiness of her apartment was also driving her insane, she was in a position of wanting company but not wanting to ask for it, especially considering it had bizarrely became against the law for the time being, something she never could of seen coming.

See, everything went to crap when the Bellas graduated, a virus had taken the globe by storm, and university life had changed drastically, Beca was glad they had graduated before all the changes but it now meant she was isolating alone.

Fat Amy, who said she'd be Beca's 'roomie for life' received a 'dodgy' lump sum from her father so of course she was off living in a massive house somewhere and Chloe, who was her other potential roommate had gone and got herself stranded abroad whilst helping out at a vet overseas to gain more exotic animal experience.

Beca reluctantly removed herself from the sofa, dragging her feet across the wooden flooring as she made her way into the bathroom. She stared at herself in her mirror, her bottom lip tugging as she winced at the sight. Hair tangled, Cheetos dust staining her once white t-shirt and chipped black nail paint.

Tired eyes looked her reflection up and down, her hand lazily hitting the nozzle on the taps splashing herself with some cold water. "Okay Mitchell, you need to sort yourself out jeez" she said whilst waving her finger at herself in the mirror, pointing at herself somewhat sternly, then lightly smirking at herself for her own weird behavior. "I'm officially losing it" she admitted.

Feeling motivated to freshen herself up Beca jumped in the shower, warm water running down her body as she collected her thoughts. Stepping out the shower and feeling immediate regret as the cold air wrapped itself around her body, she shuddered, eagerly grasping for her towel as her wet hair now covered her eyes. She huffed, trying to blow the clingy wet hair off her lips as she blindly reached for her hair brush. Groans filled the bathroom as her hairbrush tore through the knots in her hair, her eyes watering from some particularly painful knots.

Fully clothed and nails now painted Beca had just finished on putting on her signature eyeliner. She sat in her bedroom, that was surprisingly still tidy, but that was because she had barely managed to remove herself from the sofa. She rarely socialized nowadays, other than her occasional skype calls with the group, but she always felt funny about joining calls, she was a bit awkward about having her webcam on and well, all of them insisted they have them on so she'd often opt out.

Beca however was eager to speak to Chloe, which was hard to do as she was a key worker at the vet she was helping out at abroad, with time zones and Chloe's long hours she was often exhausted so she rarely had the time and Beca felt weird reaching out to the others, she refused to come across as clingy but secretly felt sad whenever they left their skype calls. She even felt disappointed when Jessica left her.

Her hand moved to flip open her laptop lid as she adjusted her hair once more "I'll just call her, she'll be home" she mumbled to herself as her mouse hovered over the call button on Chloe's contact.

"Why do I feel so damn nervous" she said fidgeting as she stared at her username "Okay after 3, i'll click the damn call button" she moved her mouse up once more as she counted to three, pressing down on the green button as her own video filled the screen whilst a ringing noise echoed out her laptop speakers.

"Man I hate staring at myself like this" she muttered as the whole screen was filled by her camera.

A red circle, with a hang-up symbol filled the screen. Beca's heart sank. "Bad timing?" she wondered.

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Chloe's heart raced with excitement when Beca called. She was getting worried about her since she had been so far away, she would often flood her with texts making sure she was eating and drinking enough. She knew Beca was down about not being able to carry out with her record label work and she wanted nothing more than to be there with her, but she knew she'd been neglecting Beca lately, she just didn't have the time and the time gap only worsened things.

"You guys Beca is calling give me a second I'll add her!"

DontBelieveInLadders: [Quick AMBUSH her!]

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Chloe's icon flashed up on Beca's screen it was her wearing sunglasses cuddling a baby fox, a new photo it seemed. Beca now focused her attention on her laptop that was now ringing as it flashed up "Chloe Beale + 8 others" "Group call?" Beca wondered as she clicked the green phone icon.

"BECAAAA!" the group greeted in unison. "Oh sweetie you look so good!" Chloe said with a grin who was also visible on her webcam "And you've got your camera on! I'm so glad" she said excitedly."Someone made an effort" Fat Amy teased, taking notice of Beca's stylish yet casual appearance.

Beca looked away from her camera awkwardly "What? I always get ready pfft"

"You literally have no where to go" Fat Amy responded in a pitchy yet blunt tone "But thats okay Beca, self-care is important and Impress-Chloe-Care even more so"

Beca rolled her eyes "How long you guys been on a call for anyways?" her hands fidgeting with the items on her desk, just out of shot of her camera.

FlippingThroughBorders: {Oh we just started} Flo typed on the message box below

DontBelieveInLadders: {We're still waiting for Stacie and still setting up bits} commented Aubrey as she rustled around in the background for her physical webcam to plug in.

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Stacie laid in bed, browsing memes on her phone, her attention was diverted when Emily's text popped up {Heeeey hurry up and join the group skype call!} Stacie dangled over her bed and grabbed her laptop from underneath her set of bedside draws. She blew the dust off the top of it and opened it up "I've not used this bad boy in a while" she said as she turned it on, the battery flashing orange from where it was getting low.

As she opened up her search engine it flashed up with her old google tabs, an explicit site was restored and automatically started playing the last video she was watching. Stacie's eyes widened "Well that's quite the greeting," her eyes bulging as she looked the model in the video up and down before shaking her head and closing the tab. "Now is not the time for that" she laughed to herself as she launched skype and joined the chat.

"Hey you guuuuuys" she greeted with a toothy grin. The Bellas greeted their soprano cheerfully., Stacie's eyes focused on Beca "Look who finally learned that isolation doesn't mean isolating from virtual calls!"

Beca rolled her eyes again "I join in!""Occasionally" Emily countered."Or when Chloe is in the chat" Fat Amy coughed

"Aw poor Beca" Flo said into the mic now she had got it set up.

Beca began snapping her fingers rhythmically, gaining even more attention from the group. "I'm not doing this with you guys"

"Ba bah bah ba, ba" Beca hummed trying to drown them out

"What is she doing?" asked Emily"Ba ba bah da..." Beca continued "is that?" Aubrey raised an eyebrow "I recognize that arrangement, is that, Queen B?" Aubrey said enthusiastically as she leaned forward in her seat.

"Oh my god you guys are we going to sing?" Chloe said excitedly clasping her hands together as she bounced in her seat.

"Aw yeah!! lets sing together tonight you guys" Emily beamed"Okay legacy calm down don't ruin it before we've begun" Amy groaned.

The Bellas began snapping their fingers and harmonizing as they began to develop more of a beat for the song Beca was starting off.

"Here we go" said Fat Amy as the beat had been accomplished.  A grin slowly tugged at Stacie's face as Lily began beatboxing. "i'll bring  owowowo beat in"

Beca glanced away shyly as she sang into her microphone.‎"Honey, Honeyyy, I can see the stars, all the waaaay from here, can't you see the glow on the--"

"windowpane" the girls harmonized in unison

"I can feel the sun, whenever you're near, everytime you touch me I just melt away" Beca's eyes glanced at Chloe occasionally as she continued singing.

Fat Amy then jumped in with a solo "Everybody asking why i'm smiling now from ear to eaaaarr!" ("You can say love hurts") "Well I knooooooow-OHHH" ("It's gonna take a little work") Fat Amy said raising her fist passionately.

"Nothings perfect but its worth it, after fighting through my tears!" Stacie sang strongly

"And finally you put me first!"  (dah-dah) the Bellas all sang in unison

The Bellas danced together, doing hand gestures and performing together in perfect harmony. As the song continued Beca felt herself feeling more confident again, her heart feeling full as it felt like everyone was finally with her again.Her eyes closing as she found herself getting lost in the moment.

"Chloe its you, you're the one I love, you're the one I need!"

"You're the only one I see, C'mon Chloe its yoooooou"

Beca blurted out raising the octvave as they were reaching the end of the song "you're the one who gives your all, you're the one I can always call!" the girls continued the beat but stared at her. This was the version Beca would sing on her own, as she often would change song lyrics to fit how she felt.

"When I need to make everything stop, finally you put my love on top"

Chloe paused for a moment, failing to continue singing as her mind tried to grasp the lyrics that had just left Beca's mouth, her face reddening with slight tinges as started singing through her smile and teary eyes.

Being a supportive team the girls continued to hold off on teasing her, after all it was one of the Bellas standards not to let distractions interrupt a performance. Fat Amy couldn't help but smirk as she sang, she was itching to tease Beca.

The DJ was in her own world, snapping and swaying in her seat, singing with her eyes closed she hadn't even realised what she had said untilt he girls changed the lyrics themselves.

"Oh Baby I can feel the wind whipping past my faaaace" Beca sang

"As we dance the night awaaaay" the girls harmonized.

"And girl your look it tastes like a night of champagne"  (oooh) Chloe sang solo

"As I kiss you again and again and again and again" Aubrey chimed in.

As the song continued the girls began grinning, looking over at Chloe and Beca, then back to eachother as they all nodded, clearly on the same wavelength as the song progressed.

"CHLOE ,its yoooou" they sang raising the octave.

"you're the one Bec loves! you're the one Bec neeeeeeeeds"

"WAIT, GUYS" Beca yelled as her face went a shade of red she had never gone before.

"You're the only one she sees! c'mon Chloe its yoooou, you're the one who gives your all, your the one Bec can always call, when she needs you everything you DROP,  finally! you say your love out loud"

"Baby, you're the one that I love, you're the only one that I need!" Chloe sang loudly with a cheeky wink as Jessica and Ashley dominated the top notes.

"C'mon Beca its yoooooou" the Bellas sang in harmony

"When I need you everything stops, finally you put my love on top" the group then faded out to a stop.

The girls all cheered and celebrated as they finished the spontaneous arrangement of love on top. "Crushed it" Amy said with a fist bump.

Beca had already retreated behind her hands, wishing nothing more than to have a wheelie-chair so she could move herself off screen with speed.

"So Beca, remember the last time at the ICCAS when you changed the lyrics, well this was certainly distracting but, it kinda sounded like a confession" Aubrey teased.

"Hmm, thats so ODD Aubrey, I TO was thinking that sounded like a confession to me"

"I mean I got ripped a new one for performing an orginal song at that riff off, but to lyric change Beyonce, you're bold Mitchell" Emily joked.

"Aw don't tease her guys, shes drowning, although Beca, you should know, I've experienced  drowning for real,so this is better" Flo joined in.

"There was no hiding that Becs, surprised you didn't notice!" Stacie grinned

Beca groaned "I hate you, I hate you, I hate you, I hate you" she said behind the safety of her hands.

"Well duh, it wasn't my name you sang the word 'LOVE' next too, quarantines got you all soft huh" Stacie couldn't help but tease.

Beca slowly dragged her hands down her face, peering out from the tips of her fingertips. "It was that obvious huh... guess thats what happens when I have the place to myself to sing the wrong damn version."

Chloe cleared her throat "Well I for one found that really sweet Becs" she said with a smile that met her eyes as her hand rested on her chest "Honestly my heart is pounding! its a good thing I know how to do CPR well on animals but, y'know" she fanned herself with her hand feeling flustered.

"Yeah um that wouldn't work Chloe, you can't do CPR on yourself" Fat Amy said shaking her head.

"I-I know that its just" Chloe went red "I just--" she threw her hands up in the air "Oof just get over her and kiss me Mitchell, screw this virus, lets just isolate together"

Beca looked up "Man this is so embarrassing this wasn't meant to come out like this and--"

"I'm glad honestly!" Chloe said with a grin "it just makes being a part from you even harder" she whined.

"I just wish you weren't so many miles away" Beca groaned

"Y'all need a ride because I can fly a plane, I just ain't got no licence officially at least" Cynthia Rose commented with a slow nod. "If you know what I mean" she said clicking her tongue.

"Thats so sweet of you but highly illegal, the Bellas have been in enough trouble in the news so we better do things legally this time, ahem, that goes to you too Amy" Chloe said suspiciously looking over at Amy who had moved off camera.

"Whaaaaat" Amy groaned "Its not like I was up to anything suspicious on a dodgey website just now"

"C'mon ladies lets give these two lovebirds some space and go gossip in another chat!" said Emily as the Bellas all began to retreat from the call so only Beca and Chloe remained.

Chloe placed her hand on the screen "Can't believe i'm only saying this now after like what, three years but, I love you Beca"

"I love you too Chlo"

- End of part -

[welcometonat-blog]

No.

[unicorn-galactica]

I can’t believe that in another reality Universal had the balls to make BeChloe cannon and I got stuck in this fuckhole reality where they’re not.

[zhovel]

by the candlelight

(a self-indulgent au) (in poem form)

dear beca, i’m writing this by the candlelight because i miss

your presence by my side. daddy says you’re too far to ride

my pony to visit. but i think i might sneak out in the middle of the night

to indulge ourselves because hey, i miss you! i don’t know why you went so out-of-the-blue.

i’m sad you didn’t warn me that you can’t stay, that made it feel like ripping a bandaid

because it stung and i’m still in pain. is your favourite book still the same?

i can’t remember the shade of your eyes. it’s been too long since you’ve been by my side.

you, with your patient hands; my servant. my best friend.

daddy says the crown princess shouldn’t be friends with someone as restless

as you are. he thinks you’ll get me into danger but i like you too

much to leave you. but beca. why’d you leave? why’d you break our

promise to be friends forever? i kissed a boy called chicago last night, his voice

didn’t sound like yours it wasn’t you that i was kissing so it’s true

that it didn’t feel right. but my daddy when i told him about the kiss, was happy.

he said, chloe, you’re growing up, i’ll wed you off to him. but i feel like

i’d be the happiest if i woke up to you. it’s dangerous, i know, to write this in my room.

girls shouldn’t like girls, especially me. wouldn’t it be fun if fate just let us be

and we could forget our past and run away? i’ll make you daisy chains and you’ll say

“i hate them.” but i’ll know that you love me. i want to hold

your hands and tell you i love you, every day. i want to be your princess not The Princess they crave.

i’m in love with you beca. and i’ll burn this letter because as long as you’re gone it doesn’t matter.

my other servant he doesn’t live up to you jesse’s nice but he’s such a dude.

but he told me something sad he said you can never return and he said

that you loved me a lot and you’re sorry you can’t stay because as long as you were alive there was no other way

for us to be together. and my daddy, he was hunting you down. because he sees

the way we look at each other and that wasn’t the plan. for his daughter to be queer. and i couldn’t understand

his meaning. so jesse looked me in the eye and said chloe, beca- beca is dead.

i didn’t understand. i’m still not understanding. why would you leave when we could have been everything?

my daddy killed you for loving me and for that i’ll forever be sorry.

my daddy doesn’t know that i know you were slain by his hands; he said to me, chloe, beca is just away.

i don’t know what to do. you gather my thoughts for me, now how do i cope with this loss?

dear beca, i love you. please wait for me. i’ll be there soon.

where we’re meeting they won’t be pleased about it. but i love you more than the princess they need.

beca mitchell, i’m utterly in love with you. when i see you i might be brave enough

plant the kiss you deserve on the top of your head. love always, chloe (your princess)

[143bc]

❤️🌹

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I had a throwback music day, sue me.. Have this:

“Chloe, how can you pick the Pussycat Dolls over Imagine Dragons?” Beca called over the noise of the crowd. The DJ at the club they visited on Friday nights wasn’t too bad today; he tried to make his playlist flow and actually mixed a bit, anyways. Still, a few shots of scotch—playing the big shot today—in, and she had finally allowed Chloe to drag her onto the dance floor. They’d only just come from it; Beca was lounging in a soft chair, nursing another glass, and Chloe sipped at her own, probably super fruity, drink.

Lightweight.

“I’m not saying Imagine Dragons is bad, Bec,” Chloe insisted. Beca snorted and smirked.

“Better not be,” she said around her trademark grin, and Chloe pointedly ignored the comment.

“What I’m saying,” she said, “is that the Pussycat Dolls have a more sensuous drive, y'know? I mean, Imagine Dragons has that cool electronica pop whatever, but they’re not dance-floor-worthy. You can mix it, but you can’t grind on someone to Demons.”

“Stacie would be proud of the effect she’s had on you,” Beca mused in reply, making Chloe laugh. Beca enjoyed seeing Chloe laugh; not only does her voice already sound like sunshine and rainbows, but Chloe loses herself in laughter. Her head tips back, her nose crinkles, and her eyes close for just a moment as she enjoys that moment of mirth.

“Stacie actually danced with me,” Chloe teased, and Beca rolled her eyes.

“I dance with you,” she said.

“You dance, Bec,” Chloe conceded, “but Stace dances with me. There’s a difference between going out there and dancing, and dancing against some—” A familiar beat blasted through the speakers, and Chloe suddenly grinned mischievously. Beca groaned.

Buttons. Beca took back every sort-of nice thing she said about the DJ tonight. Her head was spinning, and Chloe had that look in her crystal blues that Beca knew was gonna get her in trouble now that the alcohol had started to take effect.

Sure enough, Chloe set her glass on the bar and strode over to her chair, and Beca idly let her eyes wander up Chloe’s form. Her friend had a body to die for, okay? And in that black dress—

Okay, Mitchell, chill out, she told herself firmly. Chloe held out her hands, her eyes lit up, and Beca regretfully (sort of) left her chair and let the redhead tug her back on to the dance floor. The moment they reached it, Chloe dropped low and slid her way back up Beca’s body, spinning to catch her expression with an almost-feral grin. Beca felt her face heat as she watched Chloe move; did the woman have to be so graceful all the goddamn time?

“Dance with me, Becs,” the older woman challenged.

“Chlo—”

“No way.” Chloe grabbed her hands and pulled Beca close as she danced. “You wanna put yourself up there with Stacie, let’s see you move.”

There was something more in Chloe’s eyes, a dark, sultry fire that caught Beca and set her alight in a second. Her eyes widened as Chloe began to move against her again, lightly singing along to the Pussycat Dolls, and that’s what did it for Beca; hearing her voice made her down the last of her liquid courage and tug Chloe around to face her fully, dark eyes set, determined to match Chloe’s pace beat for beat. And it didn’t matter how much faster her heart threw itself against her ribcage at the brush of Chloe’s fingers on the skin where Beca’s shirt had lifted; it didn’t matter how her blood thumped in her ears at the musky scent swirling from Chloe’s skin. It was Chloe’s eyes, darker, dilated now, holding Beca captive, meeting hers with every dip, twist, and grind of their hips, every turn and drop; every challenge they threw at Beca, Beca met with her own, and she danced her ass off for Chloe.

They were electric together, and Beca caught the high, not thinking about it when she pressed her fingers into Chloe’s hip to bring her closer into her body, how Chloe’s eyes became impossibly darker as they locked gazes, but at this point, Beca was too wrapped up in what they were doing to hold  her burning gaze for long; she dropped her head, nose almost touching Chloe’s shoulder.

And then Chloe’s nails lightly dragged down Beca’s spine as she dropped again.

Beca reacted without thinking; she growled low in her throat and caught the skin between Chloe’s neck and shoulder in a light bite as the redhead returned to full height, and Chloe, to her surprise, gasped and ground harder against Beca. Her eyes dropped down, almost closing, and Beca barely heard her whimper against the hard bass of the music. After a moment, Chloe’s eyes snapped up to meet hers again, and Beca wasn’t sure what she saw then; Chloe had a thousand emotions in her expression.

And then Chloe grasped her face in her slender hands and fiercely crashed their lips together. If the dance before was electric, this was fire; Beca felt the burn from the base of her neck to the tips of her fingers and toes, and it ripped through her, leaving no place untouched, not wanting Chloe. Despite the alcohol, Beca’s mind was incredibly, miraculously clear, only fazed by the wanton lust consuming the two of them just then. She pushed back, forcing Chloe to yield, matching the pace for a moment before Chloe tore away, touching her fingers to her lips and gazing at Beca wonderingly.

And just like the moment, the song was ending.

Chloe watched her for a moment, assessing. “I’d say I’m sorry,” she said finally, “but I’m not.”

Beca hesitated, then grinned. “I’m not either.” Her grin widened. “I think I found another one of your lady jams.”

Chloe’s ears turned red, but her expression was almost predatory. “Maybe you should come find out.”

Now it was Beca’s turn to flush, but she followed Chloe away from the dance floor, thinking that Buttons may be her new favorite song.

Just under Titanium.

[justbechloefluff]

Can we not send hate to universal or the Pitch Perfect actors and actresses just because a ship didn’t happen in a movies. So the fuck what? We should be happy we’re getting a third movie and instead everyone is either planning to boycott it or send hate to the studios or even Anna and Brittany or to the guys who play Chicago and Theo.

Can everyone just chill the fuck out. Seriously and be happy that we’re getting a third and finale movie.

This makes us all look bad.

[iampenbot]

Can't believe pp3 came out 84 years ago, we're literally in a world wide lockdown and still no one has leaked the BecaxChloe kiss.

[masumiseradc]

#becaxchloe #annakendrick #annakendrick47 #pitchperfect #pitchperfect2 #pitchperfect3 #pitchperfect4 #pitches #sendrick #bechloe #becamitchell #chloebeale #brittanysnow

[morningsound15]

1) everyone talking about perdition as if I’m not over here waiting on The Bond 2) BecaxAubrey > BecaxChloe

all ships are created equal

[brighteyes29]

True 😭😭

[itsthesupercw]

I love how we all decided Fat Amy would know about BecaxChloe as it was happening and be completely nonchalant about it

(insp)

[kateeebishop]

Need New Blogs To Follow

soo i made a new blog and don’t have many followers so please like/reblog if u post abt:

hamilton/dear evan hansen/greatest showman/heathers...

sitcoms(superstore, b99, schitts creek, the grinder, community, its always sunny, ap bio...)

marvel stuff

cute animal vids

masterposts

cool science facts

lgbt+

stevexbucky/derekxstiles/harryxeggsy/magnusxalec/nicoxkaroline/becaxchloe/ginaxrosa/davidxpatrick

thomas sanders!!

[becamitchill-archived]

Can i ask you beca and chloe's questions together? what's a song that makes you feel warm and fuzzy on the inside?

absolutely! 

literally any slow song on my becaxchloe spotify playlist gives me the warm and fuzzy feels. 

pitch perfect asks

[nonsense-everything-is-here]

If You Remember Me

I used to be everything-is-nonsense-here, or RunFarAwayWithMe on fanfiction.net.

I wrote Bechloe fanfiction from 2013-2015, and I’ve sort of dropped off the grid ever since. 

Some of the fanfics I wrote were: Against All Discouragement That Could Be, Shoot Me Down, Wrong Turn, Don’t Let Go, and Embrace.

Here is the link to my fanfiction account: https://www.fanfiction.net/u/3717724/

I haven’t written in the past few years because I left home, came to university, had a few more mental breakdowns, built myself back up and feel more ‘sane’ than I ever have done, and I got engaged. That’s the brief rundown, a lot more has happened in between but hopefully that explains my absence. 

I don’t know if there is anyone still around from the fandom who I knew, but if you remember me or my fanfiction or my old account then let me know, because I’m back and I’m starting to write again. 

[aryathesuper]

Dinner Date

Sharing a flat with Chloe Beale was an interesting experience.

With her work to occupy her, Beca was often found in her studio, like now, headphones clamped firmly over her ears and oblivious to the world.

Cue Chloe Beale.

The redhead burst into the room, knocking back the door with enough force to make Beca jump, even with her headphones on. Glaring at the redhead, she pulled them off and swiveled around to face the older woman. "Chloe. Can I help you?"

"Bec!" Chloe jumped onto the smaller girl's lap, making Beca yelp and causing the chair to spin in lazy circles. "We have an hour and a half til we meet with your boss and I have no idea what i should wear."

"What. A. Tragedy." Beca deadpanned. "And speaking of wearing nice things, I don't have time to iron this shirt again."

Chloe pouted at her until Beca let her head fall back onto the chair. "I thought you bought that black dress for the dinner party."

"You bought that dress," Chloe reminded her. "Even though I told you not to."

"You look good in it. And I like spoiling you." Beca idly toyed with locks of Chloe's fiery curls. "Why are you so opposed to it? There's a dress, why not wear it?"

"Well...." Chloe bit her lip. "I was thinking maybe red?"

Beca thought about it, but shook her head. "Don't do red, it takes from your hair. Too much of a strong color and all that jazz."

Chloe grinned. "Didn't know Beca Mitchell was an art nerd," she teased, casually tossing an arm around Beca's shoulders. The younger woman rolled her eyes despite the butterflies erupting in her stomach.

"Uh, no. Strictly an a capella nerd, thanks to you." Chloe hummed, a small smile gracing her face. Beca blinked, her thoughts scattering. "You just, uh, you shouldn't take away from it. You're beautiful without the extra brightness. Go subtle. Black, or blue, play up the eyes. And then maybe red lipstick if you wanna play on color."

Chloe grinned. "So you're saying I'm beautiful."

Beca's cheeks turned red. Whoops. "Well I, uh, i mean -- you are, okay? And I've been around you like six years now. I know what you look good in."

"So you've been paying attention."

Jesus. Okay, Mitchell, pull yourself together.

Beca cocked an eyebrow at the grinning redhead. "Well, duh, Beale. And you know what else I've noticed?" Her voice lowered and she smirked. "You look good on me." And laughed when Chloe's face colored. "And you call me easy. Go get dressed, you nerd. We have to go soon."