#( INTERACTION ) • elphaba thropp

[yourleastfavoriteplaguerat]

thinking about fandom and wicked and how having three different iterations of a story impact one another in the current fandom climate. because on one hand, fan creators have, for as long as i can remember, been fucking with elphaba’s gender expression and/or identity. i think it comes along with the whole ‘being born different from your peers/being born in a body that others you/ostracization for something you can’t control’ narrative she has going on. you can always identify with and relate with elphaba if you’ve ever felt outcasted in some way. and the gender fuckery goes a step further if you look at the book and the whole ‘elphaba was born with both genitals’ thing because there’s A Lot that could be unpacked there. so while it’s not like, a fandom headcanon or widespread trend or anything, people do and have been ascribing varying levels of femininity and androgyny and masculinity to elphaba

but then again. the masculinization of black women is a real and damaging stereotype/bias. and in that case hackles can be (rightfully, imo) raised if fan content depicts cynthia erivo’s elphaba in a non-feminine way. because her particular elphaba is fairly feminine and there is like, an actual precedent of misogynoir both irl and in fandom spaces.

i don’t really know what to make of it. i’ve always thought that since elphaba’s story is so widely relatable that it would make sense for any actor of a stigmatized group to play her (be it jewish like idina or black like cynthia) but it never occurred to me to think about how a new (explicitly black) iteration of the character would impact previously established fandom practice as wicked becomes even more mainstream and a whole new audience joins the fandom. would the solution be to use idina’s elphaba in fan content that wants to mess with elphaba’s gender expression? i feel like that would introduce a whole new set of problems if someone was also using ariana’s glinda or writing a fic taking from the movie

[kindest-little-fella-in-town]

hear me out…. hear me out………

[little-cgkiyabug]

💚🧹Caretaker Elphaba Headcanons 🧹💚

☆ Overprotective of you

☆ Rules, but doesn't enforce them harshly

☆ Nap time is not one of them, she prefers for you to stick to the nap schedule because that way you’re not cranky and tired later. Better safe than sorry!

☆ She would not let anyone speak badly of her loved ones

☆ Once a week, she would help you keep your room tidy

☆ If you ever want a bedtime story she would sit next to you on the corner of the bed and read you a book about the story of Oz

☆ She'll always make sure that you do your school work first before having fun later! She'll help you if you have a tricky question or problem!

☆Healthy snacks are what she prefers for you to have but if you do refuse it, she won’t give it to you and she’ll compromise

[gh0stlyb34r]

[🌿] Elphaba thropp stimboard

🖤🤍🖤 - 🖤🤍🖤 - 🖤🤍🖤

[h3arts4cheywrites]

ive been absolutely obsessed with wicked lately

[butchreg]

Hey love

Not had a great day today :(, was honestly curious if you had any other thoughts on Mama!Caitlyn with lion cub regressor? Or maybe something with CaitVi??

I’d be so grateful, if you were able to do this but if not that’s completely ok! I hope you enjoy wicked by the way, I loved it personally bcs I also saw the stage version

What’s you’re thoughts on it?? :3

-🕸️

hi 🕸️ i'm really sorry you had a bad day. :( i offer you pats. i had a busy busy day guhh. saw wicked and loved it !!! gelphie regressing together so silly : 3 !! on the brain , galinda just the type of freak that is right up my ally. ( she is tethered to alicent hightower by my calculations ) i always had a special interest in musicals but for some reason never saw wicked :< loved the film though !! i nearly cried i will not lie. stomping gelphie like they are a rain puddle ( with love and understanding do not fear ). would like to maybe post some headcanons if people would be interested when things are less hectic and i have time again. lmk if that's something people would like to see ^_^.

on the topic of mama ! cait with lion cub regressor i don't have any immediately jumping to mind that i haven't already said but let me think some up bc there's definitely more where the initial ones came from ! or caitvi oooh tehe.. i think vi LOVES to play with you. he's always provoking you by dangling a toy just out of reach or making a playful comment about how he doesn't know.... he might be tougher than youu... he always winks but that doesn't stop you from roaring all big and scary and trying to prove him wrong.

vi is always cooking meats for a growing beast like you !! tehe. caitlyn is a better baker whereas vi is a better cook. he jokes around, "we're havin' hippo tonight !" you gasp at this. "really ?" you ask , shellshocked and a little curious. you're not sure you wanna eat real hippo... "oh honestly , vi. don't tease the poor cub," caitlyn will chide , barely able to contain a smile.

caitlyn is always getting tangles out of your mane. "ah ah, stay still my love. i spy a little knot." ( it's usually more than a "little knot" ) you'll roar when you get bored , trying to squirm out of her grasp. "oh hush now , cubby. i wouldn't want to pull too hard because you're so squirmy." sometimes this will get you to quiet down but other times she'll have to bribe you with a treat or vi will have to sit in front of you and make funny faces. you'll be sat on caitlyn's lap giggling and pointing at vi who's crouched down just so so that you and him are on eye level.

on the subject of cait being a good baker caitlyn will sometimes bake you little shaped treats , maybe a paw shaped cookie or lion decorated cupcakes. she uses lots of cookie cutters , she has so many different shapes ! she'll even make you meat shaped treats sometimes.

eek !! hope these are serviceable , more vi centered this time i love my silly cg !!

[notearsnora]

Cynthia Erivo and Ariana Grande will make a surprise appearance on Amazing Saturday on November 20th!

[autismsupermusicalassassin]

Trying out press on nails for the first time

[tragcdysewn]

@fightingdragcnswithycu asked: troublemakers are plundering the town or burning down a tavern and our muses get caught in the fray (finnick & elphaba)

"this is why i don't come into the village." normally she could get someone to bring her supplies, but an emergency spell request had brought her into the heart of the city, just her luck, during an ambush.

[htsdfferent]

spotify sentence starter -- 17 ; gemini moon, renee rapp. ( glinda & elphaba )

❝ you're so fucking perfect, how come i'm not feeling more ? hope this doesn't make you insecure, but yesterday was heaven, now i'm bored. ❞

/ @blueshaded.

[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.

[wvsteria]

syala eren & elphaba thropp @tragcdysewn

"it's the same." syala said aloud to themselves. "it's the same thing that's happened before." their force darkening around them as they recall the last battlefield they'd been on. when order 66 was called to the clones. "you need to get out of here."

[tragcdysewn]

closed starter for childe!! ( @masqce )

trying to make this grocery run really quick, considering the level of chaos out and about in the city, elphaba swears under her breath as she drops a few items. "i'm sorry, but i'm really in a hurry, could you help me out with those?"

[bunnysnuff]

Elphaba meeting the readers family headcannons:

Pairing: Elphaba Thropp x reader.

Trigger warning: nervousness, vulnerability.

Request.

Initial Nervousness:

Elphaba is terrified about meeting your family. She’s used to being an outsider, and the thought of being judged or misunderstood by people she hasn’t even met makes her anxious. She asks if you’re sure your family will like her, but you assure her they’ll love her for who she is.

First Impressions (Reader’s Parents):

Your parents, depending on their personality, may either be warmly welcoming or a bit cautious. Your mom might go all out with an elaborate dinner, trying her best to make Elphaba feel at home, though Elphaba is uncomfortable with the attention.

Your dad might be quiet at first, sizing her up, giving her probing questions about her background, but he's genuinely interested in getting to know her.

Elphaba, used to being treated like an outsider, becomes a little defensive, but she quickly picks up on your family's attempts to make her feel included. The tension eases when she realizes that they’re not out to judge her, but simply curious.

Meeting Siblings (If Applicable):

If you have siblings, Elphaba might have a harder time with them. She’s not accustomed to casual sibling banter or playful teasing, so at first, she’s a bit aloof or distant.

However, if your siblings are kind, they quickly see through her initial coldness and start offering her little glimpses of warmth. One of your siblings might share an inside joke with Elphaba, breaking the ice, and Elphaba loosens up a little.

She’s also a little envious of the ease with which your family interacts, but it’s clear that she’s touched by their warmth and start to warm up herself, though still a little guarded.

Awkward Moments:

At some point, there might be a moment where Elphaba says something too blunt or unintentionally standoffish, and the room falls silent. Everyone stares for a brief second, unsure how to react.

You quickly defuse the situation with humor or by redirecting the conversation, but Elphaba looks mortified, and you can tell she feels like she doesn’t quite belong in a “normal” family setting.

Afterward, she quietly apologizes, feeling like an outsider again. You reassure her, letting her know she’s perfect just as she is.

Shared Vulnerability:

At some point, perhaps during dinner or a quiet conversation afterward, Elphaba opens up about her past, the difficulties she faced growing up, and how hard it was for her to feel accepted.

Your family, seeing her vulnerability, responds with empathy, and they reassure her that everyone has their struggles. Your parents especially might share a tender moment with Elphaba, telling her she’s welcome here as much as anyone.

Elphaba, though surprised, is moved by their understanding, feeling for the first time like she might actually belong somewhere.

The End of the Visit:

By the end of the visit, Elphaba has relaxed considerably. She still might retreat a little, especially if things get too chaotic or emotional, but she’s clearly grateful for your family’s acceptance.

Before leaving, your mom gives her a hug, telling her that she’s welcome to visit anytime, while your dad shares an approving nod.

On the way back, Elphaba reflects on the experience. She’s still unsure about the whole “family” thing but admits, albeit begrudgingly, that it wasn’t as bad as she expected. “Maybe... it’s not so bad to have a family after all,” she says quietly, looking at you, a soft but meaningful smile on her face.

[uplandthropps]

Christmas at Shiz

The bustling halls of Shiz University were quieter than usual as Christmas break approached. The students, eager to return home to their families for the holiday, packed their bags and filled the port, leaving behind the campus, which would soon be shrouded in a blanket of snow. Yet, Elphaba Thropp remained in her dorm room, the only sign of life in the otherwise empty corridor.

She sat at her desk, her green hand resting over the pages of a thick book, but her mind wasn’t on the text. Instead, her thoughts drifted to her family—her father, who hadn’t even sent a letter this year, her mother, who had long passed, and Nessarose who’d fought tooth and nail to get her to join the family to no avail. The holidays had always been a bitter reminder of how alone she was. Her father’s disdain for her… her difference. She wasn’t welcome in their home, not for Christmas, not for anything.

As she stared out the window, watching the first snowflakes of the season descend softly upon the grounds, she knew there was no reason to go home. No one would miss her except Nessa— who’d soon forget at the sight of the many gifts she’d surely receive. The thought of spending the holidays alone didn’t faze her as much as it probably should. She had always been used to it, after all.

It was then that there was a knock on her door.

“Elphie? Are you in there?” came a familiar, cheery voice that always, without fail, sent a chill down her spine.

It was Glinda, her best friend, her roommate, and possibly the only person who ever seemed to truly care about her outside of her studies, unless you count Dr. Dillamond, but even he’d have more interesting counterparts to interact with. Elphaba sighed and remained at her desk.

“I thought you were going home for the holidays,” Elphaba mumbled, flipping the page of her book with a frown. Of course it was nice to see her friend, but it was the holiday season, one in which she knew Glinda Upland had be eagerly awaiting as she’d sang every Christmas song she knew. Every. Day.

“I was… but I received notice that Momsie and Popsicle were caught by a rip in the sails if you can believe it! It is most heartbreaking that they won’t be able to see my face for the first day of the Upland Christmas festivities. Alas, they will be here tomorrow.” Glinda replied with slight frown, her brown eyes now riddled with concern. “But Elphie, what on Oz sake are you doing here?”

Elphaba tensed at the question, her teeth gnawing at the insides of her cheeks as she debated whether it was worth it or not to send her feather hearted friend into a frenzy, however, she knew that the girl would only pry more and more until she got to the truth. And damn it did she always get to the truth.

“I don’t have anywhere else to go,” Elphaba said quietly. “Besides, my family.. They don’t want me there.”

Glinda’s expression softened. Hesitant, she stepped closer to Elphaba, her blonde curls swaying as she moved. “That’s not fair,” she said, her voice filled with warmth and genuine sympathy. “You should be with someone— people who cares about you, Elphie. And I do. So I’ve decided.. I’m going to stay here with you! We’re going to have the best Christmas ever!” Glinda’s sugary voice sang as she clapped in approval of her own decision.

Elphaba blinked, unsure of how to respond. “But… why would you want to spend Christmas here, with me? Shouldn’t you be with your family?”

Glinda shrugged nonchalantly. “I suppose my parents will be fine without me for one holiday. I’ve already sent them my gifts, personalized photos of me in these great Shiz halls. And besides, it’s important to me that you’re not alone—“ The blonde daughter herself, “because how else would you feel the Christmas magic?!” She flashed a smile, unsure if her quick thinking covered her pathetic pining. “So, what do you say? Will you let me stay?”

A smile tugged at Elphaba’s lips. She wasn’t used to such kindness, not from anyone, let alone someone like Glinda. “I… I guess so,” she said, her voice quiet but filled with gratitude.

“Great! Now, let’s get you into the Christmas spirit!” Glinda said, clapping her hands together excitedly. “We’ll decorate the whole place, bake some cookies, maybe even build a snowman. You’re going to experience your first real Christmas, Elphie!”

Elphaba groaned, already wondering if she’d made the right decision of letting her best friend stay just at the sound of all of the extravagant activities.

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The next few days passed in a whirlwind of activity. Glinda was, as always, a force of nature when it came to organizing and decorating. She had managed to find an old Christmas tree in the campus storage room, which, despite being a bit scraggly, had a certain charm to it. The tree’s branches were sparse in places, but Glinda didn’t seem to mind in the least. It was still a tree, and that was all that mattered.

Elphaba watched from her spot on the floor, arms crossed, as Glinda eagerly strung lights around the tree, her movements quick and precise, almost as though she’d been born for this. Elphaba couldn’t help but be captivated by the way Glinda worked. There was something about the way she moved—so graceful, so full of energy—that made everything seem brighter, even on a dreary winter afternoon. The cheerful clink of ornaments being hung on the tree and the occasional giggle from Glinda only added to the warmth that filled the room.

Elphaba, who had never done anything like this before, felt a mixture of awe and discomfort. She couldn’t remember the last time anyone had made an effort to do something for her. The idea of having a tree in her room, something so festive and joyful, felt almost alien to her.

“Okay, Elphie! Now it’s your turn.” Glinda sang, handing Elphaba a green ornament to place amongst the rest of the sparkling bulbs and tinsel.

“I’ve never done this before,” Elphaba admitted as she cautiously placed the single ornament on the tree. “This whole thing… I don’t know what I’m supposed to feel.”

Glinda paused her decorating and turned to her with a soft smile. “It’s okay. You don’t have to know what to feel. You’re here with me, and I’m going to show you how wonderful Christmas can be. No expectations, no pressure. Just… us.”

Elphaba couldn’t help but feel a warmth in her chest at the sincerity in Glinda’s voice. It was such a simple promise, but it meant more to her than she could articulate.

“I’ve never had a real Christmas,” Elphaba murmured, her fingers tracing the edge of a green ornament. “Not like this. I don’t even remember the last time I had someone to spend the holidays with that didn’t do it out of proximity.”

“Well, now you have me,” Glinda said, grinning. “And I’m not going anywhere. So… let’s make the most of it.”

Elphaba’s heart gave an unexpected flutter at the words, though she quickly brushed it off. Glinda didn’t mean anything by it. She was just being her usual bubbly self. Still, the sentiment lingered in the air like a spark.

When Glinda finally stepped back, her hands on her hips, she surveyed the tree with a proud smile. “Perfect! Now for the star!” she exclaimed, holding up a shimmering gold star, its edges delicately curved. The short woman stood on the tips of her toes to try and place the star but failed to reach the top. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Mr. tree could you be kind and bend to me so I mustn’t struggle so much?”

“Do you want me to help?” Elphaba asked, her voice betraying a hint of hesitation.

Glinda’s eyes lit up. “Of course! I suppose that is best since my wand is still broken, which I need to talk to Morrible about that.”

Elphaba let out a soft chuckle, avoiding Glinda’s gaze as she stepped toward the tree and place a soft touch to either side of Glinda’s slender waist, helping her stretch to place the star on the very top branch. For a second, Elphaba’s hands lingered a little longer than they should’ve on Glinda, and a jolt of warmth surged through their bodies. The proximity was both comforting and overwhelming.

When the star was finally settled atop the tree, they both stood back, their gazes lingering on the shimmering gold decoration.

“It’s perfect,” Glinda said, her voice soft and full of admiration. She turned to Elphaba, and for a moment, they just looked at each other, both of them blushing slightly, the unexpected intimacy of the moment still hanging between them like a delicate thread.

Elphaba cleared her throat, breaking the silence. “It’s… it’s nice,” she said quietly, trying to ignore the rush of emotions stirring in her chest. “Thank you. For letting me help.”

“Thank you for not fighting me on this,” Glinda said with a bright, almost mischievous smile as she stepped back. “Now it’s time for the next part of our Christmas festivities—cookies and hot chocolate!”

Elphaba nodded, relieved for the distraction. She still wasn’t sure what had just passed between them, but for now, she could at least try to focus on something else. As she followed Glinda to the kitchen, she couldn’t help but glance over her shoulder at the tree—at the star, shining so brightly at the top, as though it were a symbol of something new beginning.

And for the first time in a long while, Elphaba didn’t feel quite so alone.

For the rest of the day, they laughed, sang Christmas carols (even if Elphaba’s voice was a bit off-key), and indulged in Glinda’s latest holiday obsession—baking. Glinda was a disaster in the kitchen, spilling flour everywhere, but it didn’t seem to bother her in the least. Elphaba couldn’t help but be amused by Glinda’s infectious energy, even if she kept accidentally burning the cookies.

As the evening drew near, they sat down on the floor, sipping hot chocolate that Glinda had somehow managed to make without burning the milk. The tree glittered in the corner, the lights twinkling softly in the dim room.

“I’ve never had hot chocolate before,” Elphaba confessed before cautiously taking a sip of the hot liquid, her eyes widening at the taste. “This is… good.”

“See? I knew you’d like it!” Glinda exclaimed. “It’s a Christmas classic! Next up, we’ll do some caroling—just you wait.”

Elphaba chuckled softly. “I’m not much of a singer.”

“You don’t have to be,” Glinda replied with a grin. “It’s all about having fun. Just wait until we get to the mistletoe part.”

“Mistletoe?” Elphaba raised an eyebrow.

Glinda’s grin wiped from her face as she realized she’d said that out loud. “Oh, Oz. I-it’s nothing. You’ll see!” She squeaked, taking another sip of her sweet, chocolately excuse to not talk.

—————

The next morning, Glinda had many thoughts that paced through her mind as she watched her emerald companion get ready for the day they had in store. Swallowing hard, she finally mustered up enough courage to stand. She tip toed over to the other side of the suite and handed Elphaba a small, neatly wrapped box. “Here,” she said, her tone suddenly quieter than usual. “This is for you. It’s not much, but… I wanted to give you something.”

Elphaba stared at the gift for a moment, unsure how to react. She gently unwrapped the paper and opened the box to reveal a delicate silver bracelet, etched with a small ‘G + E’.

“I… I don’t know what to say,” Elphaba whispered, her voice tight with emotion.

“You don’t have to say anything,” Glinda replied softly, boldly taking Elphaba’s hand in hers. “It’s just something I wanted you to have.. As a reminder when you’re outside of these here Shiz walls that I, Glinda Upland of the Upper Uplands, am your best.. friend.” The word friend had taken a bit more effort to say than she’d liked, but her friend was still too shocked to notice.

Elphaba’s heart thudded painfully in her chest. She hadn’t realized how much she had longed for such an acknowledgment, such a gesture, until this moment. Her fingers brushed over the smooth surface of the bracelet, and for a moment, everything else in the world seemed to fade away.

“Thank you,” she finally said, her voice barely above a whisper.

Glinda smiled, her gaze warm but hesitant. “You’re welcome. Um.. Elphie, actually I.. well I was thinking about how you haven’t had the full Christmas experience, and as your.. friend.. it’s my job to make sure you have absolutely every magical Christmas experience, is it not?” The golden haired girl rambled, her light feet pacing across their room.

Elphaba raised an eyebrow. “What do you mean?”

Glinda bit down on her perfectly glossed lips, glancing toward the doorway, where a sprig of mistletoe was hanging just above the entrance. “I.. I mean. I know we’re just friends and you can totally say no if you want to, but I mean it’s a tradition and.. well you should experience all the traditions. Right? I hope I’m not confusifying you.”

Elphaba had never thought much of the traditions surrounding Christmas. She’d always seen them as frivolous, unnecessary. But in this moment, as she glanced at the mistletoe with Glinda underneath, she couldn’t deny the magic of it all.

Elphaba’s eyes were soft as she stepped closer, her breath warm against Glinda’s skin. “I mean.. it is tradition.” Elphaba cooed.

“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to,” Glinda said quietly, her voice trembling slightly. “But… if you do, I’d like it. A lot. For you to get the experience, that is..”

Elphaba’s heart was racing. She had always been so guarded, so protective of herself. She had never allowed anyone to get too close. But Glinda… Glinda had a way of way of chipping away at her walls, even when she’d first arrived at Shiz it was Glinda who got under her green skin and made a home. Now her mind was filled with much more than just the cruel darkness of the past, but the warmth of the woman just inches away from her.

“Elphaba?” Glinda’s voice was a whisper now, almost too soft to hear.

Elphaba swallowed hard, her gaze meeting Glinda’s. There was something new in her eyes, an uncertainty that she’d never seen before. One that she’d recognized so many times in her own gaze.

Stepping closer, Elphaba closed the small gap that somehow was still too wide between them, allowing Glinda to feel her heart beating against her chest as she gently cupped her soft, blushing cheek in her hand and kissed her like the delicate flower she was.

The kiss was gentle, tentative at first, as if they were both testing the waters. But as their lips met again, and again, and again, the world seemed to fall away. For the first time in years, Elphaba felt… home. The warmth of Glinda’s presence, the tenderness of her touch, completed something inside of her that she didn’t know was unfinished. “So this is the Christmas magic you were talking about? I quite like it, Glinda Upland. Now.. remind me, with Mistletoe am I allowed to kiss more than just your lips?”

Glinda’s eyes widened and she quickly ran to her bed to pull out a handful of mistletoe from her bedside table. “Shall we find out?” Her swollen lips curled into a smirk.

The two enjoyed the rest of their Holiday at Shiz just like that, filled with warmth and wrapped in each other, eagerly awaiting their next school break.

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I hope you all enjoy!! :)