#wxldchxld: beck

[historiesandmemories]

continued from here with @wxldchxld

The smile Blair gave was toothy and rather less a smile than a showing of teeth. “It’s funny,” she responded, “Watch!” She grabbed the fox too her again and blew gently in her ears.

#ch; blair #wxldchxld #crack #;omg im so sorry beck

[graunblida]

@wxldchxld​

She had worked all through the night, and had even recruited several of her friends to help her with her little heist.

The first step had been to gather enough eggs to feed a small army. The second was to paint each one and enchant them all with little surprises. The third step was to paint her paws in pastels and leave colorful prints all over the training grounds where she and Dori hid each egg. The fourth step was to help Cora whip up a feast of delectable foods like honeyed pheasants, tender and spicy roasted goat, and more fruit pies and jam cookies than she could count. The fifth, and last, step was to bolt into Lexa's room and leap onto the bed.

"Lexa! Lexa wake up! The hunt is on!" The little fox proclaimed, bouncing higher and higher on the bed each time. "Hurry! Hurry! Come outside!"

It was a beautiful morning in Polis. Leaves were slowly returning to the limbs of trees. The landscape began to look more full opposed to the barren and BLEAK appearance during the colder months. Soon, the sun would shine just so in the commander’s chambers, and if she had not already risen, the rays would ensure she get out of bed.  

The commander grumbled when the sounds of a certain quadrupedal mammal reached her eardrums. Little paws scampering against the floor ( and soon springing off the bed ) marked the start of ‘feck’s’ reign of terror for the day. With a dramatic sigh, Leksa rolled over, took one of her pillows and held it tightly against the back of her head as if that would somehow drown out the witch’s excitement. 

“ The hunt is...what? ” Dark tresses were peeled away from her face as the warrior begrudgingly lifted her head from under the pillow. Before she went anywhere, her braids would need to be redone. Green eyes were half open one moment, and then the next, they were big, round circles upon noticing the remnants of paint on the foxes paws. “ Hey, you’re going to get that everywhere- ” The commander swiped her arm out in an attempt to catch Beck, but she simply bounced out of the way. “ What could be so important at this hour? ” She would most likely have to HUMOR the witch in order to receive an answer. 

#wxldchxld #c; beck tandy #v: i see a fire in the sky » main verse. #ii. i’ll rip my roots from this earth into the unknown » threads. #84 years later lololo #lexa: i was having a decent night's sleep for once. was nice while it lasted

[imnobodysson]

❛ you stepped on my foot! ❜

@wxldchxld || dialogue prompts

Murphy jumps back, first at the sight of the fox, then the voice in his head. One that sounds too familiar. He sort of prefers Beck in animal form rather than human, thanks to the uncanny similarities to Clarke. However, he’s managing enough issues besides this, like being stuck in a grounder city playing fake flamekeeper to a fake commander. At least dealing with Beck is less threatening than the ambassadors, despite the row of bared, pointy teeth. 

“Maybe I wouldn’t if you didn’t have four of them.” His voice bites back a whisper, unsure how the whole talking in your brain works. He doesn’t like to think about the secret faction of witches on the Ark and all its implications. There are too many other crises at hand. “Will you be normal? People are here for an audience with heda, not a petting zoo.” 

#wxldchxld #c; beck #v; we bind ourselves in blood #murphy is still trying to figure out how he got sucked into this verse #i don't speak grounder (answered)

[knowseverythingaboutyou]

🦨🦨🦨(there were no opossum emojis so Beck's put some skunks in her apartment. It's ok she's pretty sure they're hibernating)

Maria does the smart thing and backs out of her apartment as soon as she catches sight of the skunks, calling SHIELD animal control. (For all she knows, they’re some of Beck’s shapeshifting friends.) Beck gets very unfriendly looks for the next week and Maria is definitely not sharing any of her coffee.

#wxldchxld #v: main #[answered ask] #[why beck why] #[this is gonna be a tag that gets used a lot isn't it] #queue a message

[justicescreaming]

The others were working on getting their friends and relatives out of the cryopods.  Charmained headed back to a pod that only she, Abby and Monty had known about.  She keyed in the code to let the inhbabitant wake up again.  “You have every right to be angry with me,” she told Beck.  “But I’m not sorry about what I did.  And I’d do it again if I had the chance.”

@wxldchxld​

[intothewildsea]

‘Bathing in Nature’ (bc she is done being subtle lmaooo)

It wasn't unusual for Niamh to go swimming in the ocean - she was a selkie, after all. Usually she would take a dip wearing her sealskin, embracing her true form, letting the sea embrace her. Yet sometimes she would swim in her human form, too, unashamed of her naked body in the sunlight. She'd forgotten that Beck was going to stop by and spent much longer in the water than she'd meant to. It wasn't until she resurfaced and saw Beck standing on the shore that she remembered. She swam towards the sand, giving her friend a sheepish smile.

Making her way out of the water, she began to wring out her hair. She didn't make any effort to cover herself - she wasn't a modest person. Selkies were naked most of the time, anyways. "I'm sorry! I lost track of the time!"

@wxldchxld

#wxldchxld #[i changed it to the ocean since niamh's cottage is near the sea] #[i do what i want!!!] #[also made it hella gay for u ur welcome]

[ruinouss-archived]

† Which Rage Language Are You?

men, raise the drawbridge

when you're angry, all your defenses go up. the unfortunate person or thing that managed to piss you off is suddenly talking to a wall. On the inside, you're screaming and crying and cussing them out, but somehow you can't express it. you're blank. emotionless. to anyone's knowledge, you could be zoning out of a lecture. because of this, it's hard to express how you're feeling when the person asks for your thoughts. you've choked your feelings down, and they won't come back up

Tagged by: @thxwxlf from like 500 years ago

Tagging: @healingbrews @x-danse-macabre-x @danger-verse (Alex) @desxderium @fantasmalforces (Piper) @wxldchxld (Beck) @fromshadovvs (Koko) and anyone else

#dash games #idk how I feel about this one #she tends to be pretty explosive #Q

[stcriestcld]

@wxldchxld​ said: 🧦 "I made you some socks to protect you from Jólakötturinn! And a sweater. And a hat. And gloves. Oh and a scarf. And yes you do have to wear them to work... For protection!"

“What in Heaven’s name is Jóla---”  She knew a half-dozen languages, and none of them were Nordic; she opted for giving up before she mangled the word.  “What am I being protected against?  I can’t wear a jumper to work; it’s not in dress code.  And I certainly can’t wear a hat and gloves all day.”  The jumper part was a bit of a lie; Ros was just preparing to negotiate with the little knit-happy witch.

#wxldchxld #wxldchxld: Beck #interactions: Ros: wxldchxld #interactions: Ros: wxldchxld: Beck #look at that face #that is a face that adores Beck #but has NO IDEA what's going on here

[inxthexshadows]

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peach & beck feat. @wxldchxld

#wxldchxld #; virginia woolf is running with me | peach salinger visage #ship; all of me loves all of you | peach & beck

[ashayara]

And now I have to work on my responses to MY WIFE @wxldchxld so that she doesn’t leave me, because she is literally the best thing that ever happened to Asha!

#wxldchxld #BECK 🗡️ᵂᴵᴸᴰ ᵂᴵᵀᶜᴴ ᵂᴵᶠᴱ #OOC║▌ᴿᴱᴸᴱᴬˢᴱ ᵀᴴᴱ ᴷᴿᴬᴷᴱᴺ🦑

[artfulprecision]

‘ when they say 2% milk, i don’t know what they other 98% is. ’

✿ ━ @wxldchxld

She paused in pouring the milk into her glass, looking at Beck with an arched brow. Lifting the carton up, she surveyed it for a moment. “Well, it’s about the fat, darling. Supposedly better than whole milk, but my god, at what cost? I say give me the fat and give me the cream, life tastes better that way, don’t you think? Don’t get me started on almond milk, either.” Her face scrunched up a moment, “Or pea milk, even. Because that definitely exists. I’ve seen it.” How in the world such a thing could be made? She had no idea nor cared to find out. 

#wxldchxld #✿ ━ inbox #✿ ━ wxldchxld ft. beck #queued post

[graunblida]

‘tol and smol’ prompts   //   Accepting @wxldchxld​ said: [INTERRUPT] bc Beck does that shit all the time

Leksa simply looked on, hands on her hips, as the witch removed herself from their discussion to search for an item to stand on. Beck would randomly do this whenever she became hyper-aware of the height distance between the two. The commander could not make much sense of it. Did she feel more of an equal? Leksa never felt as though she were talking down to Beck, at least not FIGURATIVELY. Before she could stop the witch from going for the chair, the dreaded scrapping sound filled the immediate area of the tower once more. Leksa likened it to nails dragging across a coarse surface. “ Enlighten me....does this somehow enhance our conversation? ” 

#wxldchxld #c; beck tandy #ii. my truth will be my own » answered. #v: i see a fire in the sky » main verse. #lexa vc: baby why you gotta do that? #iii. heda’s not home. please leave a message » queue.

[rxsmyers]

"Hypothetically speaking, how do you feel about duckings?"

“What’s in the box, Beck?”

#v; Brave and Beautiful #Beck tag #I'm sorry I just #all I see is Beck with a box that's making tiny quacking sounds #prepared to argue that 'in the garden' doesn't count as 'in the house' #and she'll get away with it too #just like she did with Winnie the bomb-sniffing cat #also if this was a meme I'm too lazy to find it #wxldchxld

[coerulus]

Brienne when her daughter is born: I already love her so much, and I know that I would die for her.

Beck: Dude... you just met her. You always do this.

#shit I forgot to make a peronell tag #I'll do it later #( ooc. ) #✸ (BECK | wxldchxld)

[justicescreaming]

Abby was exhausted.  They had finally managed to stem whatever disease was flooding the camp but it had taken so much out of all of them.  Especially those that had lost loved ones.  There were so few of them already, losing more was unthinkable.

She sighed as she reached into Hope’s play pen.  The two year old wasn’t fully aware of what was going on so her bright smile warmed Abby’s heart.  Until she thought about Hope’s mother, lying dead in the infirmary.  “You’ll be okay,” she said quietly.  “We’ll take care of you.”

She nearly jumped out of her skin when she turned to see Beck standing there.  But she offered the woman a tired smile.  “The ground should be dry enough tomorrow morning to bury Charmaine,” she said.  “And there’s no need to worry about Hope.  Echo agreed to take her in.  I”m going to keep her in my quarters until she and Bellamy can make space for her.  What about you?  How are you holding up?”

@wxldchxld​ because protective!Beck is my jam

[intothewildsea]

@wxldchxld​ continued from X.

“There’s this bear that keeps trying to get into my garden to steal them! I’ve told him three times already that he can’t have any, because I need them for baking, but he doesn’t listen!”

#wxldchxld #[NIAMH IS MAD AT THE PUMPKIN THIEF] #[beck protect her pumpkins and she'll bake u a pie]