#✦ ↬ elphaba thropp : musings

[ichiwashername-o]

I have drawn many, many stupid things in my time.

But this has to take the cake.

Happy New Years, y'all, have the absolute worst thing I've ever done.

[arcticmermaidao3]

I need to talk about something that I haven’t been able to get out of my head lately. In the Wicked movie, when Galinda puts the flower in Elphaba’s hair and calls her beautiful, the underscoring is For Good. But in the stage show, the underscoring for that same moment is I’m Not That Girl.

They’re both beautiful choices but…so different. And I’m fascinated that they chose to change it for the movie.*

Using For Good clearly focuses the moment on the bond between the girls. (At least, it does for folks who know the show already and know the song/the significance of it.) They also featured For Good during the Ozdust duet in the movie, making that melody a constant throughout their friendship. Beginning to end, it symbolizes their connection, so of course it would play in that moment. Fairly straightforward.

But using I’m Not That Girl highlights Elphaba’s emotional turmoil in that moment. The push and pull she feels between believing Galinda’s statement that she’s beautiful, and staying safe in her long held acceptance that she is not and never will be That Girl. You can interpret it as her not feeling like That Girl in general, or, if you’ve been Gelphiepilled (raises hand), as her not feeling like she is That Girl for Galinda. Because they are literally playing a song of romantic yearning in the moment Galinda tells Elphaba she’s beautiful for the first time.

I’m just fascinated by this. It is such a pivotal moment in their relationship and in Elphaba’s life as a whole, and I think the underscoring can really color how you view what’s happening.

*I should acknowledge a practical reason for the difference: in the stage show, because music is being played live and the scene won’t last the exact same amount of time every night, the underscoring is a vamp that is repeated right up until Elphaba says, “I have to go.” In the movie, obviously they could time out exactly where each note falls and leave pauses in the dialogue to highlight the music. Different medium, different storytelling.

[melpomeneprose]

// i don't have to say it, do i? @avinkusprince

[s0mewhereweaknessis0urstrength]

Okay, is it just me or is Challengers a non-musical, non-fantasy version of Wicked?

[cloudybrews]

" Yes, my skin is green and no I haven't been on a boat" it was her natural response as she was reading. When someone she really hasn't talk to ask her things. She was leaning against a tree, hoping to finally read after whatever the new prince decided to do in libary. Who dances in Libary?

[wr1tten]

@slashaer asked : we  can  celebrate  the  good  that  we've  done  .  

they  had  stolen  off  through  the  woods  after  the  show  glinda  made  of  her  death.  that  naive  child  left  thinking  she  finished  off  the  wicked  witch  of  the  west  with  a  bit  of  rain  water.  the  simple  thought  made  her  want  to  cackle.  the  poppy  field  was  probably  not  the  safest  spot  to  allow  feldspur  a  break  —  but  the  guards  were  no  longer  surveying  the  area.  any  passerby  would  see  a  scarecrow  and  a  figure  cloaked  in  black.  not  worthy  of  reporting  to  any  wanting  gossip.  elphaba  had  shifted  down  to  pluck  a  singular  poppy,  ❝ the  good  that  everyone  believes  was  wickedness. ❞  she  muttered ;   because  after  all,  what  did  she  accomplish?  yes,  the  wizard  was  gone,   madame  morrible  apprehended,  the  animals  safe   —  the  final  product  brought  by  glinda  the  good.  

elphaba  lifted  up,  reaching  for  the  green  lapel  of  his  uniform,  tucking  the  flower  snuggly  beside  his  heart.  he  must  have  one   [  …  ]  maybe  she  held  it  for  him.  the  give  of  the  straw  beneath  her  palm  broke  her  stoic  features.  lower  lip  cowered,   her  eyes  blurring  as  she  tried  to  hold  back  the  tears,  ❝ those  good  deeds …  look  who  gets  punished  for  them. ❞  she  shook  her  head,  swallowing  roughly,  ❝ you  shouldn’t—  i’m  sorry— ❞  it  was  irreversible.  the  grimmerie  kept  him  alive …  but  did  he  resent  her  for  this  new  form?  this  complicated  way  of  life?  

[ofaflower]

𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐁𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐍𝐀��� 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐊𝐍𝐄𝐄 and be done with everything she'd ever dreamed of becoming. Galinda knew about working hard, despite the impression she gave and was held by those around her. After all, in Gilikin --- her family had needed to work hard in order to achieve every single thing. It was her name that accomplished most things, however, and it was why she needed to work hard in order maintain it's status and importance. It gained her everything she had --- including her place here at Shiz... but it would not make this wand do what it was meant to. It was tragigorical in a way, how the one thing Galinda actually wanted was the one thing that seemed out of reach. Everything else was just something she needed to aid her family, her people --- a facet of the carefully crafted tool she needed to be.

But this ? Magic and sorcery --- this was the one thing that she wanted for herself. Yes, she was here at Shiz to find a worthy and higher ranking partner and secure her family's line and bring it's status and wealth back to Gilikin --- but the study and career she gained in the process was just hers. Her own bit of individutalitisim and, perhaps rebellion. " Oh, Elphie --- this wand might as well just be a hair pin ! " she bemoaned, only willing to show her frustration in privacy --- as Madam Morrible had left them to practice in the lecture room alone. " This is positivilliy hopeless ! " ( @perfectonempty )

[playingwithstarsabove]

My brain just realized that Oersted from Live a Live is the video game version of Elphaba. "No one mourns the wicked" is such a great song for tragic villains.

[melpomeneprose]

And of the Witch? In the life of a Witch, there is no "after", in the "ever after" of a Witch there is no "happily"; in the story of a Witch, there is no afterword. Of that part that is beyond the life story, beyond the story of the life, there is-alas, or perhaps thank mercy-no telling. She was dead, dead, and gone, and all that was left of her was the carapace of her reputation for malice. — Wicked: the life and times of the wicked witch of the west, 1995, by Gregory Maguire

[cloudybrews]

I am something

[notelasts]

@ofaflower liked for a starter

Elphaba’s fingers twitched against the pages of her book. She’d been trying to study for the past hour, but Galinda had insisted upon rambling about Fiyero’s arrival. Elphaba didn’t know who Fiyero was nor why she should care, but that didn’t stop her roommate from talking about him. She had been trying to listen, just in case Galinda was trying to include her in the conversation, but it was hard to listen and study at the same time. She shut her book with a sharp snap and turned to face Galinda. “I’m trying to study, and you’re making it very difficult to concentrate.” She had half a mind to go to the library and resume her studying there.

[wr1tten]

there  was  no  knowing  how  long  she  had  been  exiled      —      time  all  seemed  to  bleed  together  when  running  for  ones life.      never  more  than  a  few  days  in  one  spot,    and  if  she  was  feeling  LONELY,    visiting  the  animals  that  were  sheltered  just  outside  of  munchkinland.      most  of  which  were  unable  to  speak;      but  they  still  were  much  better  company  than  the  munchkins  ever  were  anyway.      elphaba  couldn’t  stick  around          ( you  had  to  prioritize  their  safety,    and  you  being  there  put  them  in  danger ).      so  a  trek  through  the  forest  was  where  she  ended  up.      the  broom  would  be  quicker      …      but  with  it  comes  the  attention.      the  sound  of  rushing  wind  through  the  trees  was  soothing,    the  nature  surrounding  her  unconcerned  with  her  wickedness.  

the  peace  was  short  lived.      a  branch  snapping  in  the  distance,    a  glimmer  of  that  green  uniform.      the  wizard’s  guard.          ( but  you  had  been  so  careful! )      her  throat  was  closing,    the  pounding  in  her  chest  painful.      it  wasn’t  her  capture  she  feared      —      it  was  the  animals.      they  couldn’t  be  discovered  because  of  her.      elphaba  moved  behind  the  vines,    rushing  between  thick  trunks  to  shield  her.      the  anxiety  quickly  shifted to  her  brows  furrowing  in  confusion.      utterances  under  hushed  breath  were  unmistakable.

@dancedthrough asked : ❝ is there no end to this accursed forest? ❞

❝ fiyero? ❞          long  fingers  moved  the  shrubbery  away  as  she  slipped  from  the  shadows.      her  immediate  reaction  was  to  run  and  embrace  him      —      but  she  held  herself  back.       ❝ what  are  you  doing  here?      you  shouldn’t  be  here! ❞          she  scolded  in  a  hushed  voice.      gaze  flicked  around  frantically,    making  sure  there  were  no  interlopers.      he  couldn’t  be  seen  anywhere  near  her.      if  he  were  and  didn’t  turn  her  in      ….      there  was  no  telling  what  would  be  done  to  him.          ❝ unless  you  are  here  to  detain  me  or  throw  me  onto  a  stake,    you  must  leave! ❞          elphaba  couldn’t  allow  herself  to  hope.      couldn’t  allow  herself  to  be  near  anyone  she  cared  about.      every  second  they  stood  in  the  forest  together  put  him  more  at  risk,          ❝ thoughtless! ❞          she  stalked  over  him,    standing  directly  in  front  of  fiyero,    and  she  felt  her  defenses  drop.      he  was  so  close.      was  he  there  for  her?      or  simply  wandered  too  far  when  on  a  hunt?          ❝ please.      go  back  to  oz.      pretend  as  though  you  never  saw  me  in  these  woods. ❞

[ofaflower]

𝐃𝐈𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐒𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐄 / [ reunion ] a longing kiss shared after being apart for a while

𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐃𝐀𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐎 𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐄𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐎𝐃 by the window. " Elphie, oh Elphie ! " She exclaimed, tripping slightly over her feet as she did. The broom not even out of her hand before Glinda's arms had wrapped around her, squeezing her tightly. She'd been following the reports that were being echoed throughout Oz, the ones that said that 'The Wicked Witch' was spotted and in pursuit. Her heart had plummeted into her stomach at the frightfully horrifical fear of what would happen if she'd been caught.

The blonde's lips met hers, having missed her dreadfully while she'd been away mixed with the relievifiying notion that she was safe from The Wizard. Her manicured fingers gently and lovingly cradled the sides of her face, letting every soft breath and slight movement ground her worries. Elphaba was safe, she was home. It was all going to be alright again. When they finally parted, Glinda blinked gently at her darlingest Elphie, and gave her a gentle smile. " You're home ! I'm so glad, come sit at the fire and tell me every tizzying detail of what happened ? " (@perfectonempty)

[hclyrevivals]

ღ * ➜ (  sydney park , cisfemale , twenty-seven , she/her ) it seems like elphaba thropp might be making a new home in mystic, connecticut. a canon character from wicked , elphaba was seen walking down main street. while they arrived four weeks ago , they do not believe they have been here their whole lives.

❀ ˚ ↬ full name : elphaba thropp

❀ ˚ ↬ relationships : nessarose thropp, younger sister

❀ ˚ ↬ sexuality : bisexual

❀ ˚ ↬ shipping : closed, fiyero tiggelaar

❀ ˚ ↬ occupation : unemployed

[fadingmadness]

[ sydney park ] i just saw that ELPHABA THROPP arrived in mystic, ct ! they're TWENTY-SEVEN and a CANON character from WICKED. however, you might want to check first because while they've been here FOUR WEEKS they DO NOT BELIEVE they have been here their whole lives. make sure to make them feel right at home.

[melpomeneprose]

// as gentle as possible reminder that Shell Thropp (good for him but also throwing him off a very high building for the bisexual atrocities) holds onto power longer than O.scar D.iggs aka the wizard, and no neither me or Elphaba are dignifying his title, you murdered my boyfriend and his family and his wife and mine by proxy prepare to fight me to the death :) also reminder that Elphaba’s cause wins in the end and the witch is vindicated by history as a martyr and Saint Elphaba meanwhile the wizard is just glad he got out of guillotine range in time.