#Elphaba Thropp imagines

[bunnysnuff]

Elphaba with a S/O who looks really cutesy and is normally very sweet and soft spoken, but is very protective of Elphaba and angrily stands up for her when they see someone treating her bad:

Elphaba Thropp x gn!reader.

Trigger warnings: mentions of vulnerabilities and marginalising.

Request.

Note: can we appreciate Cynthia voice 🥰 I can hear her singing through this gif!

A Deep Connection: Elphaba is intelligent and introspective, so she'd appreciate deep, meaningful conversations with her girlfriend. Whether it's discussing political philosophy or just venting about the trials of her day, she'd open up to you in a way she doesn’t with others.

Protective Nature: Elphaba has spent much of her life feeling like an outsider, so when she finally finds someone who truly cares for her, she's incredibly protective. She’d always make sure you're safe, even if it means standing up to anyone who might threaten you or your relationship.

Shared Quiet Moments: While Elphaba can be fiery and passionate, she also enjoys moments of calm and solitude. You’d find her curled up with a book or lost in her own thoughts, and you’d often spend time in silence just being with each other. She might even show a rare, soft side when she's in your presence.

Acts of Service Over Words: While Elphaba isn't always expressive with her words, she shows love through actions. She might fix something for you, help you when you're in trouble, or take care of you when you're feeling down. She expresses herself best when she’s doing something for you.

A Complex Sense of Humor: Elphaba might not be the most openly cheerful person, but she has a wry, sharp sense of humor. She might not laugh a lot, but when she does, it’s genuine and likely over some dry, sarcastic comment. You’d quickly learn to appreciate her brand of wit.

Defying Expectations Together: As a couple, you’d likely find yourselves pushing against societal norms together. Whether it’s fighting for justice, advocating for the marginalized, or just rejecting the expectations others have placed on you, Elphaba would love someone who stands beside her in the fight for what’s right.

The Vulnerability You Shared: Despite her tough exterior, Elphaba has a lot of internal struggle with her identity and sense of belonging. Being with you would offer her a sense of acceptance, and she'd slowly learn to open up about her past, her fears, and her insecurities. She might be hesitant at first, but your love would help her heal.

Unlikely Romantic Gestures: Elphaba isn’t one for grand romantic gestures, but she would show her love in unique ways. Maybe she makes you a homemade potion to heal a wound or takes you to a quiet spot where you can both stargaze in peace, away from prying eyes. She values intimacy and personal connections over outward displays.

A Fierce Advocate for Your Dreams: Elphaba believes in standing up for what’s right, and she would absolutely stand behind your goals and dreams, no matter how big or small. If you want to fight for something important, she’d be right by your side, helping you to make your dreams a reality.

[warningsine]

[grirnoires]

i miss them

[hornvey]

My local humane society opened up a position to be a professional animal cuddler and I can stop thinking about how Elphaba would definitely take this position

I don’t think she would tell anyone because she likes to not be seen as soft or nice or anything but she loves animals and this is the perfect opportunity for that

But what if Fiyero is trying to court her and never knows where she goes for 3-7 everyday so he asks around and Glinda thinks she’s in the library, and Nessa doesn’t know nor does she care.

Fiyero eventually ends up following her to the humane society and he has never been more in love with Elphaba.

Elphaba eventually sees him come in the society and hides behind a ton of baby kittens until Fiyero comes over and laughs saying that this makes perfect sense and he should have known this is where she would be

I came up with this it 3am today and now I need to read a story where this is the meet-cute

[velvette-creations]

Bittersweet Thereafter

Wicked: Elphaba Thropp x Glinda Upland (Gelphie my beloved)

Rating: Teen

WC: 1k 

Prompt: “For whatever it's worth, I still hope that you're good” -Savage by Watsky for @sweetspicybingo (Lyrical Bingo Collection)

Warnings: A brief mention of spicy times, angst, lyrics from the musical sprinkled throughout, MAJOR SPOILERS IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE MUSICAL, WLW

Summary: Glinda and Elphaba reflect upon their memories of the past

The flames were hot against Glinda’s skin as she watched the effigy burn, the one she had set fire to. Tears stung her eyes, and it took all her strength to suppress them. She swallowed the hard lump forming in her throat as she watched the fire consume the crude symbol of her once dear friend. No, she was more than that, wasn’t she? I loved her.

Goodness knows the Wicked die alone.

Glittery tears streamed down Glinda’s cheeks as she heaved for air. I failed you, Elphie. It was a failure that would forever weigh heavy on her heart, a blackness that would eat away inside of her. Part of her was ready to throw herself into the fire, to welcome death and be able to see Elphaba’s face again. She held her hand to the fire, letting it crackle and heat her skin as memories from her past flooded back. A crinkled moment lost in time.

A time when she was still Galinda Upland.

~~

Elphaba has the most beautiful smile. It lightst up her whole face, her dark eyes shining and crinkling as happiness took her over—her green fingertip skim across Galinda’s cheek, then over her roommate’s petal pink lips. The excitement of arriving in the Emerald City floods their veins and spills into their exteriors.

“Kiss me, Elphie,” Galinda crooned in her lilting voice.

“I thought you’d never ask,” Elphaba smiles before pressing her lips to Galinda’s.

The kiss was sweet at first, like sugar-dusted gumdrops that sent euphoria swimming through your body. Galinda’s saccharine giggles spill against Elphaba’s warm lips, vibrating down the green girl’s throat as she swallows the bubbly girl down. It grew into something more passionate, heated with a sharp tang, reminding Elphaba of the wine they shared at the Ozdust ballroom. Their tongues tangled together as Elphaba moves on top of Galinda, the seat creaking beneath them.

“I want more,” Galinda moans, and Elphaba has to choke back a laugh. Of course, she did. Galinda was never easily satisfied.

“You must be quiet then and discrete,” Elphaba warns because those two attributes that did not come easily to the blonde woman.

“I will do my best!” Galinda promises, gripping Elphie’s upper arm.

~~

Elphaba ran her thumb over the crinkles petals of the pink rose. She kept it pressed safely between the pages of her Grimmerie in remembrance of the dance that brought her and Glinda together as friends. She used to keep it under the brim of her hat; the one Glinda had convinced her was chic. The humiliation still stings when she recalls the dance and Glinda’s gentle touch as she wiped away the salty tears that spilled from Elphaba’s eyes, a soothing balm that seemed to heal the hurt inside her.

The rose has faded over time, no longer vibrant and plush but crinkled and greying around the edges. A reflection of their friendship. Oh, but it was more than that, was it not? 

Galinda’s mouth had been as sweet and soft as that rose petal.

~~

Galinda’s moans spill into Elphaba’s mouth as her fingers curve inside the blonde.

“Yes, Elphie, yes!” she squeals, her voice muffled as Elphie hit just the right spot inside her.

Her warmth tightens around Elphaba’s fingers, and wetness spills across the witch’s green fingers and soaked her. Galinda’s face flushes red and hot—an appealing color on her. Elphaba’s dark eyes flits over to the man across from them, blissfully asleep and unaware, and the air held a certain thrill from getting away with such a lewd act in public.

Galinda tucks her petite frame against Elphaba’s side, curling against her as her heart wrestled with feelings she had long denied herself. The obsession with Fiyero and the constant flirting all tools used to bury the truth. The words brimmed on the tip of her tongue, but she couldn’t say them. Not yet.

Don’t wish, don’t start. Wishing only wounds the heart.

~~

The wickedest witch there ever was. The enemy of all of us here in Oz is dead!

“Oh, Elphie,” Glinda sobbed, her mourning drowned out by the cheering of the crowd.

The smoke irritated her nose, and she was thankful to use this as an excuse for her tears. None of them would understand. She was to blame. She created this persona, betraying her best friend, the woman she loved. And for what? For pretend power. To be the one admired and adulated when Elphie was the one with the actual gift, with true magic.

“Please forgive me,” she whimpered, knowing she doesn’t deserve it.

~~

Elphie is warm, and Galinda loves how their bodies fit together. She doesn’t ever want to return to Shiz or Frottica or marry Fiyero. She wants to stay in the Emerald City forever with Elphie.

“I don’t ever want to leave,” Galinda whispers, with wide eyes as she grips Elphie’s hand as they take in the sprawling Emerald City.

“Me either,” Elphaba laughs, squeezing Galinda’s hand as they begin their exploration.

~~

Elphaba tore the petals one by one, letting the wind carry them away. The past was behind her; it was no use going back or imagining what might have been because it didn’t matter. She heard Fiyero rustle behind her as the wind picked up the woods. He was kind enough; he was good enough. He was that boy, but he could never be that girl. She watched the faded rose petals become swallowed up by the graying sky as silent tears rolled down her cheeks.

Because I knew you…I have been changed for good.

“Hold out, my sweet, for whatever it’s worth, I still hope that you’re good,” Elphaba whispers as the dark sky swallowed up the last faded memory.

“Come, we need to move on,” Fiyero whispered, offering her his burlap hand.

It was rough against her skin, and she pretended it was Glinda’s warm palm instead. But it’s better this way. No matter how hard she tries to deny it, she will always carry G(a)linda in her heart.

~~

Is it true you were her friend?

We were more than friends.

Well, if that's love, it comes at much too high a cost.

A cost Glinda would gladly pay over and over again. When she returned to the palace, she squeezed Elphie’s hat, the only remaining piece of her (or so she has been led to believe), against her chest and openly wept. The painful realization that she was all alone now made her feel sick, and she collapsed to the floor, squeezing Elphie’s hat tightly.

I hope you’re happy, my friend.

[punchitmrsulu]

Remember a few years ago when there was serious talk of L*a M*chele playing Elphaba on a movie adaptation?

My God did we dodge that bullet!!!

[mymanyfandomramblings]

Right, so we know that Chris Colfer is a musical theatre fan, so therefore I refuse to believe that Red and Goldilocks were not 1000% based on Glinda and Elphaba.

Like...

They start off hating each other's guts? Check

Fight over the same guy? Check

One is basically forced to become a criminal due to the actions of the other, who is ascended to a position of power? Check

Even after they become friends, they continue to clash a little due to being Very Different People? Check

But they end up friends in the end, who despite the ups and downs, do love one another? CHECK

I think I'm onto something here

[thehumanwiki]

I’m not going to be normal about this movie in the slightest :D

Wicked (2024) dir. Jon M. Chu

[moon-axolotl]

*wicked bookverse*

I’m SO EMOTIONAL over the fact that Elphaba AND Glinda are both named after saints— Saint Aelphaba of the Waterfall and Saint Glinda!!! (Yeah she went from Galinda to Glinda but it still counts and perhaps is even more symbolic!!!!)

And then YEARS after they part ways in the Emerald City, Fiyero finds Elphaba AT A UNIONIST CHAPEL!!!! PRAYING TO A PORTRAIT OF SAINT GODDAMN GLINDA!!!!

ELPHABA FUCKING THROPP????!! THE MOST ADAMANT, MOST NOTORIOUS ATHEIST IN ALL OF OZ!!!!??? PRAYING??? TO THE SAINT OF HER BEST FRIEND’S NAMESAKE!!! A FRIEND WHO SHE HASN’T IN YEARS AND DOESN’T KNOW WHEN (OR IF) SHE’LL SEE GLINDA AGAIN!!!

AND THEN SHE SPENDS YEARS LIVING IN THE CLOISTER OF SAINT GLINDA!!!

ITS SO GODDAMN SWEET.

I LIKE TO IMAGINE THAT GLINDA DOES THE SAME AND PRAYS TO SAINT AELPHABA, ESPECIALLY AFTER ELPHIE’S DEATH <3 <3 <3

[bunnysnuff]

Bad idea, right?

Pairing: Elphaba Thropp x gn! reader.

Trigger warnings: miscommunication, emotional confusion, unintended hurt, emotional vulnerability.

Request.

The air in the Emerald City was heavy with tension as Elphaba paced back and forth in her room, trying not to think about the way your smile made her heart race. She had always been good at hiding her feelings, but there was something about you that made it impossible to keep her emotions locked away.

Her best friend, Glinda, had noticed it first. She’d been teasing Elphaba about it for weeks, insisting that the green-skinned witch was "absolutely smitten" with you. Elphaba had denied it at first, but after more and more moments of catching her breath when you were near, she couldn't pretend anymore. The feelings were real. And intense.

Glinda, ever the romantic, had offered some “helpful” advice, though Elphaba wasn’t sure whether to trust her or not.

“Listen, Elphie,” Glinda had said with a grin, “If you want to win someone’s heart, sometimes you have to make them jealous. It’s classic.”

Elphaba had raised an eyebrow. “Jealous? I don’t think that’s the best strategy.”

But Glinda had insisted, practically bubbling with excitement. “Trust me, Elphie! A little jealousy never hurt anyone. Just act like you're into someone else, maybe a little flirtation here and there, and they’ll come around. Works every time!”

Reluctantly, Elphaba had agreed to give it a try. After all, Glinda seemed so confident. And maybe, just maybe, it would work.

The next day, Elphaba found herself sitting across from you in the crowded dining hall. You were talking animatedly about something, completely unaware of the battle waging inside her. She had tried to prepare herself, tried to be casual and confident. But as soon as you looked at her with that warm, kind gaze, her heart skipped a beat.

To her horror, a figure walked in—the charming, flirtatious Fiyero. Elphaba had always known he had a certain charisma, but today… today was different. He walked up to the table, grinning as he leaned casually against it. “Well, well, if it isn’t the green goddess herself. Care to join me for a walk?”

Elphaba felt the words leave her mouth before she could stop them. “Sure, why not?”

Your eyes flickered between them, and Elphaba couldn’t help but notice the brief, almost imperceptible flash of disappointment in your gaze. It made her stomach churn.

“Great!” Fiyero said, not giving you much of a chance to respond. “Lead the way, Elphaba.”

And they left.

Elphaba had tried to enjoy the conversation with Fiyero, but it was no use. Her mind kept drifting back to you, to the way you’d looked when she’d walked away. Was this really the way to make you realize how she felt?

Later that evening, she was back in her room, feeling confused and restless. There was a knock at the door, and when she opened it, there you were, standing with a mix of concern and something else in your eyes.

“Can we talk?” you asked softly, stepping inside without waiting for an invitation.

Elphaba swallowed hard. “Of course. What’s wrong?”

You hesitated, as though choosing your words carefully. “I don’t know what’s going on with you and Fiyero, but… I guess I just didn’t expect you to be so… obvious about it.”

Elphaba’s chest tightened. “What do you mean?”

“You’re trying to make me jealous, aren’t you?” Your voice wasn’t angry, just hurt, and Elphaba felt a pang of guilt she hadn’t expected. “You’re not the kind of person to play games, Elphaba. I thought we were past that.”

Elphaba felt her face flush, and she couldn’t bring herself to meet your eyes. “I… I didn’t mean to hurt you. I just thought… I thought maybe it would help you see…”

“See what?” you interrupted gently. “That you have feelings for me?”

Elphaba nodded, her voice barely a whisper. “Yes. But I didn’t know how else to show you.”

You smiled softly, stepping closer. “You don’t have to try and manipulate me, Elphaba. I already know how I feel. I just needed you to be honest with me.”

Relief flooded her, and she exhaled, finally meeting your gaze. “I’m sorry,” she said, her voice shaky. “I didn’t think it would backfire like that.”

You reached out, taking her hand in yours. “You don’t need anyone else’s advice to know how to make me see you. Just be yourself.”

From that moment on, Elphaba didn’t need to play games anymore. She learned that honesty was the best way to your heart—and that Glinda’s advice, while well-meaning, was a little too dramatic for her taste. But she also realized something important: no matter how complicated or difficult it seemed, she didn’t have to hide her feelings for you any longer.

And when you kissed her for the first time, with no tricks, no schemes, just the two of you, she knew that was the moment she’d been waiting for all along.

[capn-atlas]

why do I feel like elphaba thropp and wednesday Addams would be such good friends

and glinda and Enid too

like I can just imagine Wednesday and Elphaba talking about like- idk Animal rights or smth

and Glinda and Enid in the background like "our gfs are so adorable am I right"

EDIT: I DREW IT

I got the refs from some ppl on Pinterest, I’ll post them when I can

[tigerlilycorinne-fanfiction]

come on, collide

Day 7 of AUgust 2023 Challenge: Boarding School

Rating: Explicit

Pairing: Gelphie (Galinda "Glinda" Upland/Elphaba Thropp)

Words: 6.5k

Summary:

“I could teach you how to do this, too!” She’d used that refrain so many times today, it seemed, that it was the first thing her mind reached for when presented with a blank slate. She imagined herself saying, I’ll teach you how to flirt and flounce, how to fix your hair, and how to touch yourself.

Or: Glinda gets Elphaba off for educational purposes and they both have a lot of feelings about it.

Read on AO3

"Boarding School" AU for the AUgust 2023 Writing Challenge (@augustwritingchallenge). The series is here!

Well, there goes my streak... I missed day 6, which is a tragedy of immeasurable proportions.

[hornvey]

Quick question:

Are we gonna get Elphaba and Glinda making out and having sex on the way to the emerald city or not??

[ivycovehq]

( annie ) woah! was that ELPHABA THROPP walking down main street? i heard they’re not actually from ivy cove but come from WICKED. they’re 22 and live in FULTON PARK but watch out because they can be HOT HEADED + RESERVED but are actually QUICK THINKING + COMPASSIONATE. despite them HAVING memories, you’ll always think of GROWING UP ON THE OUTSIDE LOOKING IN, LEARNING TO HOW TO USE HER MAGIC, FIGHTING FOR WHAT IS RIGHT DESPITE WHAT OTHERS THINK when imagining them. / cynthia erivo, she/her

welcome to ivy cove, annie! we can’t wait to meet elphaba thropp. please make sure you read through the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours

[entrailseer]

this is so cute!!! i love.

the burn marks on elphaba lowkey remind me of the scars that the phantom of the opera has. wicked poto au? maybe? who knows

Gelphie picrew!!

(The burns are from water cause in the book she’s actually allergic to water)

[littlefabala]

Fiyero returning home to meet elphaba with Liir: What. The. Hell. Did you do?

Elphaba not knowing how to care for a child, clearly fumbling: In my defense, you left me unsupervised

Fiyero: You're a grow-ass adult!

Elphaba: AND YOU, LEFT ME UNSUPERVISED