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post b99 feelz
every found family dynamic has
an asshole with a heart of gold and self-esteem issues
a really sweet character who is capable of murder and also has self-esteem issues
the incredibly cool character who is the only one with a braincell
furious adorable bisexual
sassy and hiding pain
milf
the only one who can keep a plant alive
and finally, emotional support himbos
bonus: the first two are in love
“I remember that moment, being backstage, and it truly being the most nervous that I’ve ever been in my whole life, and Julie Andrews was standing, she was hosting, and she turned to me and she said “good luck,” in that lovely voice of hers.”
BRITTANY SNOW as MARNIE TETHERS in Funny or Die’s Valentine’s Day Singing Telegrams with Brittany Snow
there’s a fire within my soul
Summary: Beca thinks she’s cursed with a power that doesn’t belong to her. She feels all alone. Until she meets Chloe.
Notes: i’ve bothered so many people about this -- i’m sorry! but also super grateful to all of you who helped me bouncing off ideas, granting me advice and just all around checking the doc and making sure i didn’t make any major mistakes (mainly my brother, cinnamon rolo and, as usual, my favorite anonymous hedgehog)
as i said in the tags, there’s a vague and light mention of child abuse, the way beca’s father treated her, and it involves food. so i’m sorry for that too. i hope you guys like this as much as i liked writing it!
Words: 4,309
Rating: mature
Beca tapped away nervously against her thigh, sitting on a bench in one of Portland’s national parks. It was a hot, sunny day, but the shade under the tree felt nice against Beca’s bare skin.
To be honest, Beca didn’t know how she had gotten there.
Sure, her plan had always been to leave Seattle and her life there behind, but in her mind, she would always go alone. Never once she pictured herself tagging along with the definition of human sunshine on a cross-country trip to try and understand herself.
READ MORE ON AO3 // ko-fi
Hey. Because you often whip out the angst, but I still could never resist your stories, I’m going with the opposite (Don’t make it angsty PLEASE! 😂)
Pairing Bechloe (is there any other?!!!!)
No 4. "Let's kiss and see where it takes us."
Thank you 😘
Dklsdhgdlfkg me??? Writing angsty fics??? That NEVER happens 😂 you are so sweet, so for you I will write a short little soft thing (or I'll try anyway kdfhglfgdsf)
4. "Let's kiss and see where it takes us."
Beca couldn't really believe she was here.
Okay, it wasn't the location that in question that Beca was surprised by; she'd lost count of the number of times that she'd been in a bar since turning eighteen (don't judge her, almost every teenager in the States gets a fake ID at eighteen!). No, what Beca couldn't believe was that she was here on a date. A date with Chloe freakin' Beale.
The fact that it had taken four years of college and a year of not only living together but sharing a bed for Beca to find the balls to finally ask Chloe on a date was, arguably, a little pathetic, but they were here. They were actually here, on a date, in what was a definitely an overpriced French bar (Beca was certain they had seen her coming a mile off and were charging her extra) but Beca didn't care.
She tugged nervously at the hem of her skirt. Why was she wearing a dress? Beca knew she would have been more comfortable in a blazer, shirt and pants, but she had been second guessing herself all night. Still, it didn't really matter what she wore Beca tried to reassure herself. Chloe had seen Beca at her most disheveled, in her hole-iest sweat pants and most threadbare t-shirt. So it really shouldn't matter what she wore tonight... right?
"Hey."
Beca was dragged from her thoughts by the soft melodic tone of the woman she had not stopped thinking about since she had burst into her shower naked half a decade ago. A smile spread across her face as she turned from the bar to face Chloe, wondering how it was possible that she got more beautiful every time she saw her.
"Hi." Beca breathed, relieved to see an identical grin on Chloe's face as she leant against the bar beside her, "You came."
"Of course I did." Chloe giggled, Beca feeling her heart skipping a beat at the melodic way the sound filled the air. God why had it taken her so long to ask Chloe to do this?
"I've waited years for this Becs."
"Me too." Beca whispered, chewing at her lip nervously as she always did when her brain was working in overdrive.
"Talk to me." Chloe took Beca's hand in hers, giving it a gentle squeeze. She knew that look anywhere; Beca was overthinking things again.
"I just... I can't believe we're really here y'know?" Beca chuckled, running her free hand through her hair, "I changed outfits like three times and I'm still not happy with my decision, I'm wearing perfume that I borrowed from Stacie because I don't own any and I'm like ninety percent certain I smell like a high class escort, not to mention I had the most traumatizing conversation of my life with her about what people do on dates because it's been so long since I actually went on one-"
"Hey, hey." Chloe cupped Beca's face in her hands as she laughed softly, her eyes twinkling with amusement as Beca blushed, realising she'd been rambling, "Breathe Becs. It's okay. I'm nervous too."
"You are?" Beca sighed in relief, her shoulders sagging slightly as a weight was lifted off them, "Oh thank God..."
"How about this? Let's kiss and see where it takes us." Chloe smirked a little at the way Beca's eyes lit up at the suggestion.
"I can do that." Beca smirked back, closing the gap between their lips without any further hesitation.
Their lips met and suddenly all the worries Beca had melted away. This felt right, like this is what she should have always been doing. She should always have kissing Chloe, who was she kidding? Chloe's hand slid into her hair and pulled them closer, the kiss deepening as both of them forgot completely that they were in a very public place. It didn't matter. Chloe and Beca were finally admitting to how they felt about the other and that was the only thing that mattered at all.
When they finally broke apart for hair, Beca's shit-eating grin could have been seen from space. Chloe chuckled as she tucked a lock of Beca's hair behind her ear.
"So... still overthinking things?"
"Nuh uh." Beca shook her head, fingers intertwining with Chloe's, "There's only one thought in my head now..."
"Oh yeah?" Chloe smirked, "And what's that?"
"Kissing you again."
Hope this is soft enough for you lovely!!! 🥰💖
send me prompts for a drabble thing?
Title: Give me love and take all I've got to give
Aka the 2nd installment of Don't you know who I am (remember my name)
Warnings: Teen and Up Audiences
Summary: Beca and Chloe are happy, for the most part at least. Award shows, fancy restaurants, day outings, the couple do it all. But with their lives so dramatically different from each other, will they be able to move past their problems or will their relationship be over before it's even had a chance?
Notes: I have to be honest I never planned this story to have a sequel, but oh well, here we are. It's gonna be chaotic so I should apologize in advance. This story has become my baby so please be gentle (again).
PS: Many many thanks to G (@ridiculously-over-obsessed) and Johanna (@justis14) for always having my back and helping me continue this story.
You can catch the first part of the sequel here
https://archiveofourown.org/works/32091568
August 9th, 1985