#if you’re posting on insta: in the past Jessica has said to tag her in stuff for her to see! and maybe she’ll return lol 😅

[wundrousarts]

My answer for the Mogtober poll is that I AM PARTICIPATINGGGG 😋😋😋 and I’ll actually get past the first day for once 💪

I made the 9-prompt list to work smarter not harder, and anyone is free to do the same, whether it’s 3 prompts or 15 or etc etc etc. You can also combine prompts if you think that would be interesting, regardless of whether they’re adjacent or not, and that’s another way to cut down on the workload. Also: don’t feel pressured to cram everything in October if you’re determined but busy! Mogvember and Mogcember FTW 👍

(Also….. feel free to start working on stuff now….. 🤷😉)

[thegrimllama]

it started with an interview

Someone asked for Bechloe? 

The fact that it was Stacie’s idea, should have been Beca’s first warning.  

Start a tumblr blog, she said... It’ll be fun!  

What she had failed to mention to Beca was the fact that she’d be sucked into the tumblrverse.  So here she was, at half past one, scrolling through the musical tag, occasionally liking a post, occasionally interacting with fans via her main blog.  It was almost 2am when she saw the video she’d been tagged in, an interview with Beca’s long time celebrity crush, Chloe Beale.  

Beca was a very private person, meaning only a handful of her friends knew about Beca’s crush, meaning the comment was made by Chloe, about Beca.

She hit the play button, watching as Chloe and her co-star Aubrey Posen answered questions about what it was like working on set with their best friend.  About their shared love of cookie dough, about boys...

There was a beat, and Aubrey smirked at the interviewer, glancing back over at Chloe, who had rolled her eyes.  Chloe had never publicly announced her sexuality.  She was more of a question dodger, even though she openly spoke about LGBTQ rights, and often made sly remarks that were misconstrued by the media.  Beca was out and proud.  Had been since she was twenty, since before she got her first gig with Residual Heat.  Thankfully, being behind the scenes meant that Beca could be as out as she wanted without the negativity of the media opinion weighing her down.  Now that she’d broken into the industry, winning 12 grammy’s and having numerous platinum albums to her name, DJ BMitch’s sexuality was completely irrelevant.

This interviewer on the screen asked again, querying whether Aubrey’s look meant Chloe had a new beau.  

The two girls snorted, almost falling on each other as they laughed, “Chloe has a crush…”

 “Oh my God, Bree!”

 “What?  You haven’t shut up about the stupid cup song…”  

Beca froze, the cup song.  Stacie had leaked footage of Beca perched on the kitchen bench, singing along to the rhythm she was creating with the plastic cup almost two weeks ago.  She watched as Chloe hid her smile behind her hand, using the other to push at her best friend.

 “Cup song?  I’m unfamiliar… Care to sing a few bars?” the interviewer prompted.  Beca honestly wondered what kind of media journalist this person was, then quickly realised how cocky that sounded in her head.  

Chloe sighed, “I’m blaming you for this, Posen.  Excuse my terrible singing…”  

Beca noticed Aubrey roll her eyes and wondered how Chloe’s voice…  Oh my God.  

Chloe Beale could sing… Hell, that wasn’t just singing.  Chloe Beale, Hollywood Sweetheart, had golden pipes.  Beca was entranced.  

Chloe stopped singing ducking her head behind Aubrey’s shoulder, “She’s crushing hard on DJ BMitch.”

The interviewer made an assumption, clearly hoping to imply that Chloe’s crush was clearly platonic admiration.  At least, they tried to, until Chloe, pink cheeked and smiling shook her head, “It is very much NOT platonic.”  

And the clip ended.  

Beca sat back, “Holy shit.”

She made quick work of the reblog button, adding a comment to the bottom of the clip:  

GIF; when your actual crush has a crush… @Chlo3Beale nice pipes…

***

Chloe woke up early.  It was her first day back in LA since her press tour with Aubrey, and all she wanted to do was spend the day in bed with her laptop, scrolling through her fans blogs and reblogging puppy videos.  

She reached over and checked her phone, 2 missed calls from her PR team, 12 texts from Aubrey and an unusual amount of tumblr notifications.  

She started with the texts from Aubrey, all of which were GIFs of people or animals or cartoon characters screaming, except the last one, that was just two words.  Check tumblr.

Chloe rolled her eyes and opened her laptop while waiting for her PR manager, Jessica to pick up the phone.  

 “Hey Jess!  What….”

Jess quickly cut her off, “Are you on tumblr? Like… Just open it…”

 “Fine, but you’re the second person to tell me to today.”

 “The interview the E! aired last night, the one where you mention your “Not platonic” crush?”

Chloe snorted, “The one where the interviewer had their hetero goggles fused to their cornea?”

Chloe scrolled down, noticing that Jess was quiet, until she saw one particular notification.  

DjBmitch tagged you in a post.

 “What. The. Fuck.  Jess?”

 “Click it.  Please don’t scream….”

She clicked the post, knowing it came from the official DjBmitch blog, unfortunately for Jess’s ears, Chloe squealed.  

 “Jess!  What the fuck!?  She likes my voice!”

Jess laughed, “I’m guessing you missed the part where she said that you’re her crush….”

 “I’m trying to process this one piece at a time…  Jess, what do I do?”

 “As your public relations manager, I’m advising you to not answer any questions.  As your friend?  Fucking get on that!  Message her.”

***

Normally Beca rose at a reasonable time in the morning, but after her jaunt through tumblr (which lasted until 3am), she was woken by someone diving on her bed.  

   “What the fuck, Stace?”

 “Chloe fuckin Beale wants your ass B.  What are you still doing in bed?”

Beca stretched and reached for her phone to check the time, noticing the numerous notifications from her blogging spree.  “I did see that, but like, I blogged and tagged her because she’s a tumblr dork too right?  Balls in her court now…”

Stacie rolled her eyes, “It’s nearly nine.  You think she hasn’t seen it and replied?”

Beca dived for the phone again.  “You could’ve led with that, Stace!”

***

Chloe sat in hair and makeup, her eyes closed as she listened to the artists buzzing around her, while Jessica perched on the couch against the back wall scrolling through her phone.  

Jess had been Chloe’s PR for the last three years.  Her previous management and PR people were very set on Chloe maintaining her sweetheart image, keeping her sexuality tightly under wraps.  Chloe grew sick of it very quickly, and after her first three Oscar nominations, and the nearing of her end of contract with that team, she decided it was time to move on.  

Taking her career in a new direction, she’d said.  When she’d met Jess, they’d clicked immediately.  

 “Beca replied…”

Chloe shot forward in her chair drawing gasps from the makeup artist as a trail of black eyeliner met her hairline.  She noticed Jess holding the phone up as if she’d recorded the whole thing, and she probably had.  Chloe flipped her off and settled back into her seat as her makeup was fixed.  

 “Fuck you, Jess.”

 “That’s going up on insta.”  Chloe snorted, Jess’s post would be out of control by the end of the show.  Tumblr had already created a ship name for Chloe and Beca, which… Chloe may have stalked the tag… Even though they still hadn’t met, there were already bloggers all over the globe commenting on the nonexistent relationship.  “Seriously though, she did.  Her number is in your inbox so you can call her after the taping.”

***

 “So… Chloe…!”

Chloe knew that look, the woman interviewing her was going to ask something embarrassing.  

She could feel it.

 “Yes, Ellen…”

 “I hear you… ah… you have a bit of a crush on one of my friends…”

Chloe dropped her face laughing, “I knew that was gonna come back and bite me today.  Uh… Yeah, that’s… a thing.”

Ellen laughed and sat back in her chair, “Oh, that’s good, because…  Uh, I have another guest in the studio today.”

Chloe wasn’t sure if it was the audience screaming, or the smug look on Ellen’s face but she had a feeling she knew who the guest was.  She spun around in her seat, watching as the woman behind her in the tailored shirt and tight jeans got closer.  Chloe sent Ellen a disbelieving look then stood up, greeting the other girl with an awkward handshake.

Beca looked nearly as confused as Chloe, “What the hell?”

 “You both know how much I love playing matchmaker,” Ellen said, greeting Beca with a hug.  

 “I’m going to kill you.”

 “I’ll help dispose of the body.”

The two women shared a laugh, watching Ellen’s smug smile grow wider, “Look at you two, barely thirty seconds in and you’re already planning your next date.”

Beca snorted, “Well, if you’d actually asked before trying this on your own, you’d know that I asked her out this morning.”

 “Oh, was this…” Ellen gestured at the screen, which began showing Jess’s video of Chloe ruining her makeup this morning.

Beca laughed, “Oh my God.”

***

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