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Name a more iconic duo than Taylor Swift lyrics and wlw fics on ao3… i’ll wait
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The concert
"I hate accidents except when we went from friends to this
Uh huh, that's right
Darling, you're the one I want"
Part seven
Bonus:

The proposal
"CHLOE BEALE! WILL YOU MARRY ME?!"
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bechloe x taylor swift week: day 7 — lover ↳ lover
can i go where you go? can we always be this close?
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day 7: lover / a scrapbook of beca and chloe’s life — ib
and i can still see it all (in my mind) all of you, all of me (intertwined) i once believed love would be (black and white) but it’s golden (golden)
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Prequel of this set a couple of years after PP3
Words Count: 2K
Rating: T
Bechloe AU - Cornelia Street
Being back felt weird. Right after signing with Roc Nation, Beca had to move to LA and her life was completely turned upside down from there; days and nights spent in the recording studio, private cars with darkened windows and unknown drivers who always knew where to go without having to interact, as if the car was driving itself, big parties and paparazzi following her everywhere. Right now, she was finishing her first tour in the United States, that lasted almost a year. It exceeded all the expectations, selling out in a few hours almost all the dates and spurring the label to insert additional concerts in the bigger cities – most of which sold out as well.
The grand finale of her tour was at the Madison Square Garden, which meant she was finally back in New York, the last place she was able to call home; not only because she spent more time around America – opening the concerts of big artists and making a name for herself before starting her own tour – than in her actual LA apartment, but because she had a constant feeling of transience, of never really belonging.
That’s why she decided to rent an apartment and settle down for a while – Rent because even if the label agreed on her ‘vacation’ on the condition that she kept writing music, they expounded her that the life she embarked on wasn’t a sedentary one – that and Chloe. Beca had missed Chloe like crazy and was set on finally facing her feeling towards the redhead. As soon as she got back, Chloe was all she could think about. It was like the city screamed her name; every corner, every street, every café and store were full of memories of when the two girls used to live together – with Amy – and share a bed, alongside with their whole lives. She couldn’t wait to see Chloe again and go back into their domestic routine, she wasn’t a fool, she knew things would have been different this time, but she knew Chloe missed Beca as much as she missed her.
Beca had texted the group chat as soon as they set the date, offering them VIP passes and – to whoever needed them – plane tickets to go see her in New York City. All the girls gladly accepted, happy to use it as an excuse for another Bellas reunion other than to support their friend.
Continua a leggere
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and i screamed, “for whatever it’s worth, i love you,” ain’t that the worst thing you ever heard?
— cruel summer, taylor swift bechloe x taylor swift
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They have been doing this dance for years, Beca and Chloe. Whether playful hints or serious, over-the-line moments, they have been doing this dance for years.
Beca’s freshman year of college, where she’d find her wandering gaze drifting toward Chloe Beale’s inexplicably inviting lips. She’d study the curves of her shoulders, the definition of toned abs through the fabric of her shirts. It wasn’t serious then, though. It was a crush, one that Beca had no interest in pursuing, because that is all it was: just a crush.
Or so she thought.
A few years later, post-breakup with Jesse—Beca’s first and only serious relationship to date—when Chloe had come home a little later than usual from work, to find Beca drinking her troubles away. She had been curled up on the couch, tucked into herself so protectively. Tear marks tracked her cheeks, and while Chloe never pointed them out, she saw them. She heard those quiet sobs as she wrapped her arms tightly around Beca’s body, pulling her into a warm embrace. Chloe felt those desperate tears through the fabric of her shirt, warm and painful, the entire scene so devastatingly sobering.
Beca had cried, but not because of Jesse. Beca had cried because she felt like she wasn’t good enough, like she was unlovable and nobody would ever truly want her.
Chloe had pushed a kiss, soft and sincere, into her matted locks, and whispered a heartfelt, “You’re not unlovable, Beca. You can’t be unlovable, because I love you.”
And she’d meant it, too.
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It’s Nice to Have a Friend (7/7)
Author: aliciameade Rating: T Pairing: Beca/Chloe Summary: Beca still remembers the first time she met Chloe Beale. It was in the office of Eisenhower High School on her first day, not just as a freshman but in the city’s school system. She was the quintessential New Kid In Town and Chloe, the Senior Class President was the new kid’s first-day chaperone. Taylor Swift Album Inspiration: Lover (2019)
p.s. They are short bites of chapters. It’s a mini-anthology. xo
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Beca has a lot of favorite memories when it comes to Chloe. Waking up in the middle of the night only to drift back asleep, lulled by the sound of Chloe sleeping next to her. Stealing the book Chloe’s reading off her nightstand to read it whenever she wasn’t so they could talk about it together. Painting Chloe’s little brother’s bedroom over Spring Break and it devolving into a paint fight that left Beca finding colors in places she couldn’t understand for several days. The night Chloe dared her trespass at the campus pool when it was far too cold to be thinking about swimming but somehow ending up in the water with her anyway.
She’s fond of the bittersweet memories as well. How much she cried when they broke up when she was 16 and Chloe moved away.
How painful the years apart were while Beca tried in vain to get over her and seeing Chloe’s photos with other people on social media; whether or not they were dating wasn’t always clear, but all Beca could think about how Chloe belonged with her, not whomever those people were.
How often her mind slipped back to that December when she and Chloe exchanged their first I love yous and so much more.
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I’LL SAY IT FOR YOU ON DAY 7: WHAT GIVES ME THE RIGHT?
taylor swift actually used a time machine, travelled forward in time to now, and watched me write this chapter, then went back in time and wrote You’re Not Sorry about me. And I’m not.
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Beca stumbles out of the restaurant out onto the parking lot. The cruel summer pummels and envelopes her, and she sinks to her knees as she starts to sob hateful tears.
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this won’t go back to normal, if it ever was. give it a read anyway.
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Lover - Lover, Taylor Swift
Thank you again to @darby-carter and @asimplefavors for the fun challenge, and to all the content creators who have entertained me so this week. Love you awesome nerds!
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Beca saw Chloe’s car pull into its usual space in front of their apartment building. She quickly lit the candles she’d put on the dining room table and check, again, to make sure the wine was chilling. She heard the familiar sound of the key turning in the door, and she smoothed down her shirt just one more time.
Chloe walked in the front door, hung her keys on their usual hook by the door, and greeted her girlfriend with a quick peck on the lips.
“Hi,” said Beca, smiling as they broke the kiss. “Long night?”
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Day Six and I’m feelin Swift
Never written a bechloe wedding before but I’m into it.
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Beca realizes that no matter what happened this day was always going to be perfect. They dance into the wee hours and Beca’s lone regret is that Stephen isn’t there to see it all.
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HERE WE GO READ THIS CAUSE I HIT 90K WORDS WRITING IT AND I’M V EXCTED AND WANT TO SHARE W U! JOIN THE CAMILY READ TODAY!
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bechloe x taylor swift week: day 5 — reputation ↳ dress
say my name and everything just stops i don’t want you like a best friend
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Beca couldn’t believe where she was. She couldn’t believe her father had talked her into going to college and joining a group. Now, she was at a party with a bunch of a cappella nerds (Beca decided that, technically, she must be an a cappella nerd now too) after making a super weird oath not to have sexual relations with any Treblemakers. She didn’t like men anyway, so she said it.
Luckily for her, Jesse, the other intern at the radio station, had joined the Treblemakers, and he was keeping her supplied with alcohol. The only way she was going to be able to handle this situation was with a lot of it.
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The first time
"All of this silence and patience, pining and anticipation
My hands are shaking from holding back from you"
Part six
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day 6: reputation / dancing with our hands tied
i’d kiss you as the lights went out swaying as the room burned down i’d hold you as the water rushes in if i could dance with you again
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Gorgeous, Reputation- Taylor Swift
(still looking for recs on software that allow me to have clearer images peeps!)
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carve your name into my bedpost ‘cause i don’t want you like a best friend only bought this dress so you could take it off
— dress, taylor swift bechloe x taylor swift
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