#moodboard: bechloe

[ridiculously-over-obsessed]

TRUST ME WITH YOUR HEART (I CAN FIX IT TOO)

Rating: T Chapter 22/? - Never Let Me Go Pairings: Bechloe (slowburn) Chapter Summary: Beca's return to Portland is anything but easy

This is almost 12k and I'm not even sorry, these damn gays have absolutely no respect for my plot lines and STICKING TO THEM!! Anyway, it's insane to me that this fic is over 200k now, absolutely baffling that I've been rambling for so long and you've all still stuck around, it means a lot 🩵

#pitch perfect #pitch perfect fanfic #pitch perfect edit #bechloe #bechloe fics #bechloe fanfic #beca mitchell #chloe beale #fanfiction #moodboard: bechloe #my fic #wip: tmwyh(icfit)

[annakendrick47author]

This is how my moodboard for Alive came out. What do you guys think? I really like it

(Yes, this is an AI generated image)

#pitch perfect fic #pitch perfect fanfiction #pitch perfect #beca mitchell #chloe beale #bechloe #bechloe fanfic #bechloe fanfiction #moodboard

[ifionlyhadmorepaper]

be my baby

Bechloe AU: It’s the 60s, and Chloe goes to a family resort with her father, mother, and sister, Aubrey. While there, she meets Beca — a jaded, and snarky dancer — who just so happens to need a dance partner. Chloe doesn’t know the first thing about dancing.

#bechloe #chloe beale #beca mitchell #bechloe au #pitch perfect #moodboard #not a published story #just a concept #dirty dancing au no one asked for

[lastchildofkrypton]

Started a blog for the Days of Plenty universe, give it a follow if you’d like!

https://daysofplentyau.tumblr.com/

#days of plenty au #bechloe fic #pitch perfect fic #I’ll be posting moodboards links and music stuff here too

[belovas-vest]

pride parade: bechloe 

(requested by: anon) 

#bechloe #pride #u: pitch perfect #mine: moodboard #mine #moodboard: bechloe

[becasbelt]

Of Love and Snowballs

Summary: Playing in the snow is for children. Beca knows this, and since Beca is not a child, she will not partake in snow activities of any kind.

Although, Beca is kind of really in love with Chloe, so maybe she’ll play in the snow just this once.

Words: 3,350

Rating: G

Notes: Merry Pitchmas @acca-dork! I hope this fulfills some of your fluff wishes this holiday season!

It’s around an hour after everyone has gone outside that Beca realizes someone is missing.

She herself had declined the invitation from the rest of the Bellas to go play out in the snow (“You’re all children,” Beca had said, not looking up from her laptop. “Actual children. You better not track any snow into the house.”), but that didn’t surprise anyone. Beca was the resident grump of the group, had been for the past four years.

What was surprising, however, was the distinct lack of their resident sunshine among the rest of the Bellas galivanting in the cold.

Of course, Beca had said no to actually going outside, but there was nothing wrong with sitting by the window while she went through emails for her internship. This way she could be productive while also supervising the rest of the girls, making sure no one broke any bones or anything like that. So, at her spot on the armchair next to the window in the living room, Beca could clearly see- or rather, could not see, a head of red hair with the rest of the Bellas outside.

Beca looks up from her laptop for a good few minutes, carefully double checking out the window to confirm her observations.

Yep. Eight Bellas outside. Not including herself, they’re one short.

With one last, slightly stressed look down at the emails she still needs to get through, Beca closes her laptop and stands, dropping the computer down in the armchair before padding her way up the stairs.

Read the rest on AO3!

#merry pitchmas 2021 #bechloe #pitch perfect #fanfic #acca-dork #also i tried a moodboard #it's half assed but hopefully wholesome

[snowonebutyou]

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

#bechloe #beca mitchell #chloe beale #pitch perfect #otp: fanfic #otp: moodboards #my edit au #my stories #tuserelissa #bechloecentral #userdora

[pinkpastels113]

17 pls for the drabbles? 🥺🥰💖🧚🏻

This took me a while but it’s finally done and I hope you like it g! :DD

(Let’s pretend that georgia gets more than an average of like an inch and half of snow per year for the sake of this drabble skshdjksh. And also, this still doesn’t mean I stand by christmas in november 👀)

17. "Oh, the naive youth."

It’s mid-January in Georgia and the first peek of snow of the year is prominent as Beca Mitchell's dad looks out of his office window as he stands up to take a break from his morning class’s papers. His coffee is a tad bit on the sweeter side with no milk just as he likes it- and have liked it for years now- and a fond smile stretches across his lips as he raises his cup to his mouth, eyeing the way his nineteen year old daughter is out amongst the flurries having fun with her new friends.

Beca has always been a more reserved, hard to get to, too sarcastic for most people, opinionated person, and for as long as he have known her struggled to obtain lasting friendships, and so when he had challenged her to join a club- indirectly asking her to try, just once more- to put herself out there and make some genuine connections with people that may be able to help her with things throughout her life that she wouldn’t go to him for, and now seeing her actually interacting and socializing and laughing and making the most out of her college experience with those people, he can feel himself swell with parental pride, satisfaction, love, a gentle coating of soothing warmth settling throughout his body making him take another sip from the drink in his hand.

He doesn’t go out to meet them, or wave or make an acknowledgement of any kind- even though it’s been around a quarter of an hour since he had first caught glimpse of their bundled up figures- because he knows that Beca would roll her eyes and scoff and try to get herself and her company to move elsewhere, out of his line of sight. He knows this, but isn’t hurt by it- or rather, tells himself not to- because he understands her less than amiable feelings towards him and has come to terms to them, even if that means seeing his only child be happy and thriving and not being able to a take part in it. He knows these things, and that is why he is standing in front of an inch of glass separating the two of them, quietly drinking his coffee, fogging up his glasses, instead of out there under the cool winter air.

Beca is building a snowman with Chloe- she had been a wonderful student last spring semester- and from even where he is standing he can tell that Beca is pouting her mask of reluctance, her eyebrows just a little bunched and her movements just a little overly exaggerated, her winter coat just a little baggy on her small frame. He watches as Chloe reaches down to gather up more snow, looking around to say something to the rest of the Bellas before standing up again to add to the struggling ball acting as a head, her excitement palpable in her very distinctive blue eyes as she pats the bundle down. Beca could be easily seen rolling her own eyes skywards but with a peeking smile tugging on her lips as she moves to help Chloe with the shape, before moving her mouth in a question that is answered with an enthusiastic nod.

He follows his daughter as she steps around the activity that she was most likely dragged into towards a leafless tree, bending down onto her knees to gather up some reasonably sized rocks and a couple branches, tucking them into her pockets as well as the underside of her arms, the flurries landing on her head quickly disappearing before it could make a full appearance in her dark locks. He takes another drink from his cup, the caffeine barely holding a candle to the way he’s hyper focused on the way Beca straightens to her feet to march back to her friends, to the way she offers the branches to Chloe to stick it into the body of the snowman. 

He notices the beam Chloe gives her as well as the shrug she makes in reply, the dismissal of the praise spectacularly played off if not for the lingering stare borne into Chloe’s side as soon as she turns away.

It doesn’t take a professional degree to see the affection in an individual’s body language, let alone parental instinct; Dr. Mitchell is pretty certain that anyone within a ten mile radius can pick up on the radiating signal.

An insistent buzzing on the inside of his right back pocket draws his attention, his cup going from one hand to another as he fishes his cell phone out from his slacks. A familiar name flashes across the screen only for a few seconds afterwards before the device is lifted to the side of his face.

“Hello?” His wife greets, her voice the first that he has heard in the better part of an hour, “Are you still at campus?”

“Yes,” he is already trained onto Beca engaging in an interesting conversation full of heated gestures with a tall brunette student, “I still have about a dozen or so more papers to go for this class before I can comfortably leave for the evening. Are you off work?”

“I am,” keys can be heard on their way to a flat surface, “I just got back from the meeting and wanted to call before I jump in the shower.”

“Ah,” he can tell that he sounded absentminded but he couldn’t bring himself to give much thought when his mind is already occupied with thinking about what possibly could make Beca shove playfully at the brunette while just a minute earlier they were in the middle of a verbal fight, “How did it go?”

“Well, Jack was kind of impatient when I told him that my project wasn’t quite ready yet but other than that-“

He laughs, cutting Sheila off, because Chloe had just taken off her scarf and wrapped it around Beca and Beca is resembling a wide eyed, lovesick puppy while she stands there stock still letting herself get wrapped and tied and tucked, her face pink and flushed and her friends all snickering behind her back, Chloe giving one last tug of her daughter’s zipper up to her neck before patting her cheeks, Beca immediately ducking her head to readjust the multi colored scarf till it covered from her neck all the way up to her nose and hid her embarrassment as soon as Chloe’s hands left her skin. He can see- can observe- the soft change of Chloe’s expression as she watches Beca give a salute of thanks whilst walking away to the friend that she had been talking with earlier, can observe the way Chloe smiles almost adoringly as said friend tells Beca a joke that is amusing enough to warrant a doubled over laughing fit.

“Oh, the naive youth.”

“What?” Shelia asks, her puzzlement enough to make him chuckle once more, “What are you talking about?”

“Nothing,” he responds, finally pulling away from the animated scene playing several feet away from him, setting down his now empty cup on top of a napkin next to his laptop and settling back into his chair, “I wasn’t talking about anything at all.” Then he smiles, rubbing a hand across the scruff on his chin as he thinks about the laughter in his daughter’s face, “Do you want me to ask Beca to come over for dinner again this weekend? I have a feeling that she will say yes this time, maybe even bring along a new... friend.”

Beca’s stepmom gasps in excitement down the line, her meeting and her boss’s disapproval long forgotten, “Oh gosh, really? Yes of course you can ask her! I would love to have her over for some chowder and a chat this Saturday! I could go over to the grocery store right now and get some more seasoning and potatoes and-”

And he listens, and nods, even though there is nobody else in the room, because that’s what he does and being happy for someone- several people, sometimes- else doesn’t mean that he has to shout it from the rooftops or make a grand gesture for that person to notice. As long as he knows it and Beca is still happy without his interference- which has a chance of rippling the peaceful stillness of the film, even just a tad- he is fine with that.

An echo of his daughter’s giggles as he pushes her high towards the clouds in a swing in a public park when she was five years old reaches his ears, the sound clear and white as the snow presently falling all around him, and his throat clears to rid itself of the sudden lump. 

Fine. He is more than fine with all of it.

From the drabble list (2)

#OMG I AM FINALLY DONE #and yes i tried to dabble into the world of moodboards for this ficlet skbahzjsj #i know it's not super good but first time for everything right? :DD #beca's dad is super soft in this and i'm sorry if that's not your thing haha #this prompt just pushed me to write it from his eyes and then he just ended up this way #i’m honestly just so glad i’m finished #at once again in a super early hour in the morning 🥲 #but ANYWAYS #bechloe #bechloe fic #bechloe ficlet #from the drabble list #pitch perfect #mine #beca mitchell #chloe beale #dr. mitchell #ridiculouslyoverobsessed #gc peeps #g things #i hope you like it g! #bechloe fluff

[cheapthrillsbeca]

fic: baby, i know places we won't be found (1/3)

They meet at the table read.

Beca didn’t know what Chloe Beale would be like in real life -- her years in the music industry have taught her to never take someone’s public persona at face value. No one is who they project themselves to be on social media and red carpets, least of all actors.

But Chloe Beale, Beca quickly learns, is the exception to the rule.

(@bechloe-week day 6: famous au)

#bechloe #bechloe week 2021 #my edit #i published the fic early but had to do something on the actual correct day! #(ignore that chloe is blonde in this.... i just liked that pic of brittany and then it worked with the couch pic) #(but shhh it's a moodboard its fine) #EDIT: uhhhh turns out i did NOT publish this on the correct day #but rather 2 days early #i am a mess lol oh welllllll #i-tried.gif

[hairflicks]

happy pride month🏳️‍🌈💗✨

#bechloe #pitch perfect #pride month #2021 #moodboard #aesthetic #edits: mine #iwactsomf

[cruelgabby]

chloe is the popular head cheerleader, beca’s the quiet artsy type. who could have guessed this unlikely pair would end up falling in love?

#bechloe #anna kendrick #brittany snow #pitch perfect movies #pitch perfect #bechloe aesthetic #bechloe fic #myedit #wlw #lesbian couple #moodboard #aesthetic #cheerleader #high school au #bechloe au #pp #pp2 #pp3 #lesbian

[ridiculously-over-obsessed]

TRUST ME WITH YOUR HEART (I CAN FIX IT TOO)

Rating: T Chapter 19/? - You Say It Best, When You Say Nothing At All Pairings: Bechloe (slowburn) Chapter Summary: Jessica and Ashley's wedding cause all sorts of unexpected events…

Bit of a shorter one because if I tried to put the next thing on the timeline at the end of this it would be way too freaking long dsjlkflfkgsfgs anyway it's also kinda fillery, but hopefully that's okay! I have also provided some audio/visual aids linked at the relevant points for this one just to be sure that my ✨vision✨ is realised

#pitch perfect #pitch perfect fanfic #pitch perfect edit #bechloe #bechloe fics #bechloe fanfic #beca mitchell #chloe beale #fanfiction #moodboard: bechloe #my fic #wip: tmwyh(icfit)

[annakendrick47author]

This is a story I wrote as a gift for my friend @chiquelle95 😍 it was supposed to have been posted ages ago but May is hectic for me - also the reason it doesn't have a moodboard- but if I get around to it maybe I'll make one!

I hope you guys like it!

Title: The Rain Cloud and Sunshine Fandom: Pitch Perfect; Pitch Perfect RPF Rating: Teen and Up Audiences Summary: While hanging out with her friends, Brittany finds out her friend, Anna, has been writing Bechloe fanfiction.

THIS IS PURELY FICTIONAL

#pitch perfect #pitch perfect fanfiction #pitch perfect fic #pitch perfect rpf #anna kendrick #brittany snow

[ifionlyhadmorepaper]

I Think I’ve Seen This Film Before and I Didn’t Like The Ending

read the sequel to this story here.

#bechloe #ifionlyhadmorepaper on ao3 #chloe beale #beca mitchell #bechloe au #pitch perfect #give it a read #bechloe fic #angst #ifionlyhadmorepaper #moodboard #sequel to you know i’d rather drown than to go on without you #exile by taylor swift

[kendrickslmanburg]

" How to break the tie?

We have shed our tears and shed our sorrows

Though the scars remain and tears will never dry

I'll bless my homeland till I die "

Queen of Saxellastein, Daughter of a Tyrant, Aubrey Posen

#i am now making moodboards of the story i am making #aubrey posen #pitch perfect #beca mitchell #stacie conrad #staubrey #bechloe #chloe beale #YGTRFFAYEK #pitch perfect fan fic #moodboard

[pitchperfectbechloee]

Chapter fifteen of ‘Running To You’ is out❤️

#bechloe #beca mitchell #pitch perfect #chloe beale #anna kendrick #brittany snow #movies #pitch perfect 3 #pitch perfect 2 #bechloe au #moodboard #pitch perfect moodboard #bechloe fanfic #pitch perfect fanfiction #fanfiction #fanfic