frottica

[frottica]

what would she say to herself

[frottica]

everywhere i go i see them

[frottica]

the  intimacy  of  hands.

[ win ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s neck and rest their forehead against the receiver’s own for a close congrats or excitement at something. [ brush ]  –  for the sender’s muse to give the receiver’s muse a passing touch along the shoulder’s / back as they walk by. [ hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to hold the receiver’s muse by the face / neck gently and brush their thumbs along their cheeks to get them to focus on them. [ passing confidence ]  –  for the sender’s muse brush their finger’s against the receiver’s muse’s hand, too scared to hold their hand. [ intertwine ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and kiss the back of their hand. [ intertwine & hold ]  –  for the sender’s muse to intertwine their finger’s the receiver’s muse and hold them during an emotional moment to reassure them. [ wrap ]  –  for the sender’s muse to casually wrap their arms around the receiver’s neck and lean on their shoulder from behind. [ palm kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the palm of receiver’s hand. [ hand kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to kiss the back of the receiver’s hand. [ lay ]  –  for the sender’s muse to lay next to the receiver and lay their hand in the receiver muses’ hand. [ reassure ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hand over the receiver’s in a moment of stress and squeeze reassuringly. [ squeeze ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place their hands on the receiver’s shoulders from behind, and offer a reassuring / affirming squeeze before moving on. [ pluck ]  –  for the sender to pluck a foreign object ( twig / leaf / etc. ) out of the receiver muses’ hair. [ play ]  –  for the sender’s muse to run their hand up the receiver’s shoulder and play with the hair at the base of their neck as a means of comfort. [ rub ]  –  for the sender muse to rub up and down the receiver’s back / shoulder as a means of comfort. [ shoulder ]  –  for the sender’s muse to place a hand on the receiver’s shoulder to comfort them, or stop them. [ hug ]  –  for the sender’s muse to drag the receiver’s muse into a tight hug by the back of the neck, and play with their hair at the base of their neck in order to comfort them. [ shock ]  –  for the sender to recoil a bit in shock at how quick the receiver latches onto them in a moment of high emotion, before returning the affections. [ cup ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver’s face, and brush their thumb along the receiver’s cheek. [ hair ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the receiver’s face. [ hair & lean ]  –  for the sender to brush a strand of hair out of the face, and lean in slowly for a kiss. [ cup & kiss ]  –  for the sender’s muse to cup the receiver muses’ face during an incredibly passionate and long overdue kiss. [ what a rush ]  –  for the long long overdue kiss to end, only for the sender to rest their head on the receiver’s, and comment “do you know how long I’ve wanted to do that?” [ no tears ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs. [ no tears & kiss ]  –  for the sender to cup the receiver’s face and brush away their tears with their thumbs & kiss the receiver’s forehead. [ stumble ]  –  for the sender’s muse to catch and help the receiver’s muse keep balance. [ shudder ]  –  for the sender to shudder a little at some gentle touch from the receiver. [ nononono! ]  –  for the sender to hold the receiver’s head / face while they’re injured, brush their thumb along their cheeks & refuse to accept that the receiver is dying. [ acceptance ]  –  for the sender & receiver to sit / lay somewhere in acceptance of their ends together. in a final act of closeness, the sender places their hand in the receiver’s own.

[ prompt ] + reverse  –  to reverse any of the prompts !

[frottica]

With her Oz Dust dress, we have a very strong pink that ombres to a golden tone. It’s inspired by a bank of roses I found in Regent’s Park in London, which was hugely inspiring to me, so I used that as a point of reference. She ends up wearing this petal dress that is the same ombre. [...] With Ariana, her Oz Dust dress was one of her favorites. When I speak of collaboration, it’s more when you’re in the fitting stage. You’re getting it to be the perfect thing on their bodies. The amount of shoulder and neck and emphasizing that was really important [to us both].

— Paul Tazewell, Costume Designer in Wicked (2024)

[frottica]

wicked (2024) / cat's eye, margaret atwood

[frottica]

🫧

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also thinking about how the moment in the screenplay very specifically stating that glinda feels jealous while watching elphaba read the grimmerie

[frottica]

while saying glinda’s little hairpins and the gems in her nails were green because of elphaba is cute…… they were also playing tourist and getting their hair and nails done in the emerald city, i doubt there were any other colours she could choose other than green

[frottica]

✱˚｡⋆ ↪ 𝐌𝐄𝐋𝐓 𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐎 𝐌𝐄 . ( a collection of prompts centered around ... well, smut. adjust phrasing — mature themes, obviously . )

| -> ( ... ) lightly spicy.

meet me in the bathroom in five minutes.

shhh, they'll hear you.

i'm serious - right here, right now.

i needed a distraction, and here you are.

keep reading, don't let me distract you.

can i touch you here ?

i have five minutes, let's make this quick.

you seem to know what you're doing.

oh, we've barely just started.

i won't break, don't be afraid.

can't we just sneak off ? no one will notice.

i'm getting under you to get over someone else. is that okay ?

did you start without me ?

[ in the shower / tub / pool ] are you gonna join me or not ?

you're the one who told me to let off some steam.

you have no idea how long i've wanted this.

looks like it's just us here ... privacy at last.

can we come up with a safe word before continuing ?

you're so beautiful, [ name ].

take these off.

you take them off for me.

wait ... won't they hear us ?

don't get sappy on me, it's just sex.

can we try something new tonight ?

i skipped underwear, just for you.

if you tear that, you're paying for it.

i've missed this so much.

you just want me to do all the work ... it's kinda hot.

you don't have to hide anything from me.

tell me you love me ... i won't hold you to it, just say it.

you know what i'm waiting for.

is this the [ piece / lingerie ] i picked out for you ?

feeling risky ?

your scars don't make me see you any differently.

take me to the sofa, i can't make it to the bed.

i want this. i want you.

i don't know how i ever lived without this. without you.

i could never share you with anyone else.

do you want to come in ? i was gonna take a shower ...

i want to forget. just help me forget.

is this okay ? [ ... ] tell me if that changes, alright ?

you can pretend i'm [ name ], if that helps.

let's make this last ... i want you to remember tonight.

this doesn't have to mean anything.

i want to hear you say it.

do you trust me with this ?

let me take care of you.

right here on the counter ? naughty ...

i want to paint that pretty neck plum with hickeys.

someone's feeling bold tonight.

don't worry, i'll buy you another one.

you turn me on so easily --

say please.

| -> ( ... ) xxxtra spicy.

you're doing so well for me , [ name ].

i thought i told you to [ wait / stay still ].

choke me . i promise i'll be fine .

i'm so fucking [ wet / hard ] for you.

fuck ... that's amazing , right there ...

i'm all yours ... fuck- all yours–

touch yourself for me.

can you come from just this ?

ah-- you're going to leave a mark.

do you want to taste yourself ?

please, [ name ] - i want to come.

do you have any idea how good you taste ?

you look so fucking good down there.

show me where it feels good, [ ... ] right there ?

faster ... fuck, i'm so close.

please, please, plea-

if you don't quiet down, everyone out there will know what we're doing.

say you're mine. shout it so everyone knows what we're doing in here.

don't stop, fuck, please don't stop-

i won't stop until you've come so hard your legs shake.

get on your knees for me, baby.

are you getting close ? i'm almost there–

fuck me like you hate me. pretend if you have to.

fuck me like you love me. pretend if you have to.

i love the sounds you make ... i can't get enough.

get yourself off ... i love watching you.

come for me. now.

grab your [ toy ], i'm about to rock your world.

please touch me. please, i'll do anything.

look how pretty you are when you're about to come.

we shouldn't ... ah, we shouldn't be doing this.

fuck, [ name ], i'm coming ... fuck-

tell me how badly you need [ it / me ].

you feel so fucking good.

please, i'm so close.

[frottica]

watched a version of no good deed where the guards wrenched fiyero from glinda’s grasp and they let her fall face first into the dirt

[frottica]

charmed circle or nightmare blunt rotation

[frottica]

i still don’t believe glinda was trying to change things from the inside. maybe she was telling herself that she was, that she would, to bring herself peace with the choices she made. but it’s not so easy to break a regime when she was largely a decorative pawn in it (and was reaping the benefits of it) until the very end when she had actual leverage and an upper hand. it took her losing everything for her to step into and realize the power she actually has, rather than just pretending at it.

[frottica]

they’re getting closer

mama a wicked witch behind you

[frottica]

i’m crying at this

[frottica]

these glinda-esque nightgowns

[frottica]

𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐆𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐎𝐖𝐍𝐒 ......... ind. low activity rp blog for GLINDA THE GOOD of oz canon. primarily wicked based, with plenty of mixed-canon attributes thrown in. by MAVIS ( ₃₀ ₋ ₛₕₑ/ₕₑᵣ ₋ ₑₛₜ ) ......... 𝐖𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇 𝐓𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐄𝐓𝐒

[frottica]

“I’m Galynnda.” Said the girl, her flaxen hair bright despite being cast dappled shadows. Her cheeks were peachy pink, burned from too much time spent in the old-country sunshine. Her lips were painted red, the kind which rivaled any rose in the garden. “Galynnda Arudenna.”

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Just doodling around. Galinda but fully raised as a country beauty in Frottica, rather than trying to be something she’s not. I’m not sure the circumstances of this? Perhaps if she never went to Shiz or smth. Idk. Book/musical based rather than the film for once, hence the blue eyes.