#Feldspar the Horse

[deeplyshalllow]

I’m seeing the movie next week, and it just clicked to me- thanks to you!- In the promotional posters I noticed the big ornate F on Fiyero’s horse’s tack and assumed “haha, F for Fiyero, in case he forgets which horse is his/that’s his highest study grade/more like Press F to Pay Respects wow, really laying the self-importance on strong there I love it 😂” But just now after reading your posts I learnt the Horse is named Feldspar! (I’d incorrectly assumed he’d have the same name as musical!Fiyero’s driver (aw does this mean they cut their silly bro handshake))

And then it hit me !

“it’s F for Feldspar!!!! Of COURSE?!?! OF COURSE IT’S F FOR FELDSPAR!?—” *garbling noises*

Learning a new thing made my day, so thanks! <3

Ooh wait another poster thought- the hand over Feldspar’s mouth. 1.) yes very normal friendly horse interaction but let me be conspiratorial, for funsies, 2.) we know Fiyero later operates as somewhat of a double agent. What if Feldspar was also doing some acting as an ���already domesticated non-verbal” animal, as a cover story to avoid detection while Working On The Inside, to help the cause. That would be neat. Maybe the F on the tack can give them plausible deniability when questioned as to whether Feldspar the Horse has any rights or personhood

If anything happens to this horse in the film DON’T TELL ME… it’s that dog meme “I’ve only known [Feldspar] for [5 minutes] but if anything happens to him I’m [crying on] everyone in this room and then myself”

Firstly very excited for you to see the movie, I thought it was excellent! And I'm glad you enjoyed my over indulgent essay :)

Yeah, to be honest I wanted the Horse to have the name Avaric, after Fiyero's carriage driver, if only because Avaric in the book is like the snobbiest, rich, racist but annoyingly hot student in Shiz who has a bit of a love/hate relationship with Elphaba (they're in the same friend circle but aren't really friends) then he gets randomly changed to Fiyero's carriage driver in the musical (though to be fair some of his traits are kind of put on act 1 Fiyero), I just think that it would have been funny if he'd then been randomly changed into a Horse. But alas.

He's actually in the screenplay of the Wicked movie though (this isn't a spoiler because it's not in the movie) as a Munchkin with a crush on Nessa - which honestly I think bookverse Avaric would find nearly as insulting!

But yeah honestly, I loved the addition of Fiyero having a Horse BFF, it's very cute and given (this isn't a spoiler as it's in the first 5 minutes of the movie) we see a Horse riding from Kiamo Ko (which I suspect is carrying Elphaba) I imagine we're going to see more of him and his part in the resistance! I'm excited for it.

[snommie]

Sunrise

[penismode]

why is it looking at me like tha

[ninaslittlewickedplace]

Just realized I messed up bigggg time and my supposed post did not actually get posted for some reason 😵‍💫😵‍💫, but here is my first wicked fic! Inspired by my favorite grass eater, just a silly little origin story as to how Fiyero and Feldspar became grass eaters in crime.

Here is the link to my AO3, and since it’s short I’ll post it here under the cut. Enjoy and happy new year!! 🎊🎆

“FIYERO!”

It was not an uncommon occurrence to hear someone shouting “Fiyero!” in the castle. The young prince was always looking for ways to stir the pot, whether it was playing pranks on the others or defying their authority. His antics, as annoying as they could be, were harmless for the most part and because of his charm and adorable facial features, it was nearly impossible to stay mad at the boy for long.

As his nanny belted out another exasperated “Fiyero!”, Fiyero kept running down the hall. He wasn’t sure where he was going to hide this time, but it seemed that the quickest way out of the castle was through the stables. The horses were always kind to him and he was positive that if he were caught, they would take his side. Hearing the footsteps and shouts become dimmer and dimmer, he slowed his pace and quickly darted through the door connecting the castle to the stables.

“Prince Fiyero,” a voice said from behind, causing him to nearly jump out of his boots. It was just Feldspar, one of his closest friends and allies. The foal let out an amused whinny as Fiyero’s cheeks grew bright red.

“Feldspar,” he sputtered as he straightened his vest. “Perfect seeing you here.”

“I can sense when you’re in danger,” Feldspar joked, giving his human friend a playful tap with his hoof. “What was it this time?”

“Oh, nothing,” Fiyero replied. “Just Arrietta being a crybaby again.”

“She’s lucky she’s not a horse, then,” Feldspar said as the two began to walk to the open pasture. “I was kicked by muzzle just this morning by Onyx! Can’t say I cried, but it hurt.”

“Well, I didn’t do that,” Fiyero countered, a pout forming on his lips. “I mixed all of her puzzles in one big box.”

“Fiyero!” Feldspar exclaimed, aghast. “You did not!”

“I’m afraid I did,” Fiyero replied, not a hint of remorse evident in his voice. “Let’s sit here, shall we?”

Feldspar shook his head as Fiyero made himself comfortable on the fence in front of them, leaning his back against the fence post and crossing his arms.

“Enough about me, though,” he continued. “How has your day been, Feldspar? Lacking annoying sisters and bossy nannies I hope?”

“Other than the kick, quite swell,” Feldspar replied. “I just sat out here in the pasture to soak up the warm sun and only came back to the stables to get a drink of water, where I found you.”

“That’s it?”

“Pretty much, if you don’t count the few times I went grazing with my mom.”

“Must be wonderful,” Fiyero said wistfully. “To just sit out here and sun and graze. No books to read, no etiquette, no formalities. Just sun, water, and grass.”

“I suppose,” Feldspar said thoughtfully. “Though I’ve been hearing that they want me to start my compulsory animal schooling next year. So then, my life will no longer be sunshine, water, and grass and we can commiserate about reading and arithmetic together.”

Fiyero didn’t respond, causing his ears to pin backwards. It was never a good sign when Fiyero went quiet. It meant that he was thinking. Hard, for that matter.

“Fiyero?”

“Sunshine, water, and grass,” Fiyero repeated slowly, eyebrows furrowing in thought.

Before Feldspar could say anything else, Fiyero quickly jumped down from the fence, causing him to rear slightly on his hind legs in surprise.

“Feldspar! Why haven’t I thought of it before?”

“Of what?” Feldspar replied cautiously.

“Grass! How is it?” Fiyero asked, voice rising with excitement.

“I don’t follow,” Feldspar said slowly, though he already knew where this was headed. He just didn’t want to be the one to reach the conclusion first.

“What’s it like to sit out here and eat grass? Is it yummy?” the boy asked as he bent down and pulled a clump of grass from the ground. He held his hand out. “Can I?”

“Seriously, Fiyero?” Feldspar said, clicking his teeth in exasperation as Fiyero shoved the handful of grass into his mouth without waiting for the opinion he asked for. Shocked, he watched as his friend chewed the grass slowly, making note of every facial expression he made along the way. They started out with disgust, then progressed to confusion, and finally, ending with an odd smile and nod of satisfaction. They stood there in silence for what felt like an eternity before Fiyero finally spoke.

“It is…interesting,” he said slowly, smacking his lips to grasp whatever flavor he had remaining. “It’s like salad but chewier.”

“That’s the texture, not the taste,” Feldspar said flatly. “How was the flavor?”

“Dirt. It tastes just like dirt in a good way. I quite like it,” Fiyero said as he bent down and grabbed another handful.

Oh, dear Oz.

“Have some,” he said, holding the clump of grass out on his open palm.

“Um,” Feldspar responded as he tapped with the group with his hoof. Fiyero appeared to have understood the message.

“Oh, right. You eat it that way and I’ll eat this.”

Fiyero proceeded to put the second handful in his mouth, to which Feldspar took his cue to bend down and munch on the grass on the ground. Amused, Fiyero gave his friend a pat on the neck. Was it ridiculous that he was eating grass with his friend who was a horse? Yes. Was it fun? Absolutely. He reached down to take more grass as Feldspar continued to graze, this time putting on blade into his mouth at a time.

“You know, we should do this more often,” he said as he nibbled the blade of grass. “It’s a shame we didn’t find this earlier.”

Feldspar lifted his head, letting out a loud snort.

“You mean you didn’t find this earlier. I’ve been doing this since the day I was born.”

“Let’s do this once a week,” Fiyero proposed, putting another blade into his mouth. “This paddock. I like the grass here.”

“Until you eat it all,” Feldspar joked.

“This will be our little secret,” Fiyero continued, ignoring his friend’s jest. “You and I, just eating grass without a single worry.” He then shoved the rest of the grass in his palm into his mouth before holding it out.

“Shake on it?”

Feldspar placed his hoof into Fiyero’s hand, snorting as the grass-stained fingers firmly wrapped around it.

“Done.”

And from that day forwards, the Prince Fiyero and his equine friend Feldspar would meet in the pastures, accompanied only by the grass they ate and the worries they expressed to one another. Even when Fiyero grew busier with accumulating princely duties and Feldspar attending compulsory animal school, they still managed to escape to their pasture when they could get away (even if they had to change their meetings from weekly to biweekly).

Surprisingly, they managed to continue their tradition for nearly seven years without being caught. But, as luck has it, the day before Fiyero’s fifteenth birthday brought a fatal end to their grass eating escapades at the hands of none other but Fiyero’s eleven-year-old sister.

They had been in their usual spot when all the sudden, Arrietta came running towards them, yelling her brother’s name in between breaths.

“Fiyero! Fiyero! Mother and Father want to know what you would like for --” she shouted before stopping dead in her tracks. “ -- your birthday dessert.”

“Um, I don’t know,” Fiyero panicked as he watched his sister’s eyes fall on the blades of grass in his fist. Help me Oz. “The usual I guess?”

Arrietta made a face, one Fiyero know all too well.

“Is that…grass?” she asked in judgmental tone, raising her eyebrow.

“And what if it is?” Fiyero challenged, throwing the rest of the grass at her.

“I saw you chewing it!” she continued, eyes darting between him and Feldspar. The horse hid behind his friend, though that wasn’t successful as he was bigger than him.

“You have a problem with greens?” Fiyero teased as he marched over to her, holding his grass-stained hand over her head.

“I’m telling Mother. And Father. And everyone else in the castle!” Arrietta huffed as she swatted his hand away. “Don’t you touch me.”

“You look like you want to join us,” Fiyero joked as he watched her pull up a clump of grass of her own from the ground before facing her brother again.

“If you try at least one I won’t get mad if you tell on me,” he continued. “Just one blade.”

He watched as a thoughtful expression crossed his sister’s face and for a moment, he thought she would do it. He was proven wrong when all the sudden, he felt grass hit his lips and fill his mouth. He heard Feldspar whinnying and laughing behind him and the sound of Arrietta’s irritating voice.

“Get stuffed!”

Before he could react, she was already running back towards the stables. Flustered, he turned back towards Feldspar, who was rearing backwards in amusement.

“She told you to ‘get stuffed’!” he exclaimed, letting out another amused whinny as he stomped his hooves.

“Whatever that means,” Fiyero grumbled as he stomped back towards the castle, already beginning to rehearse the possible excuses he would need to use when he faces his parents and sister at supper.

Little did he know that it would be years before another person would say the very same thing, leaving him no less bewildered and Feldspar no less amused than they had been the first time. After all, not everyone has experienced the pleasure of eating grass at some point in their life in the wonderful land of Oz.

[fates-theysband]

the feldzirc one is basically “tfw your friend/not-so-secret crush catches you eating antiemetic herbs before the sap wine ritual because you don’t want to fail it (and lose your chance at getting to officially take over your dead mentor/caregiver’s garden) and just asks ‘can i have some, i’m sick of the adults treating me like i’m still a helpless little runt and if i fail again this year it’ll get worse’”

[peopleareaproblem]

Colourblind Fiyero

I'm sure I'm not the first person to have this idea but I thought of this literally half-asleep at 1 AM and bolted up to note it down.

Anyway what if movie!Fiyero is red/green colourblind and when he and Feldspar almost run over Elphaba, he doesn't see the Elphaba on the left, but the one on the right? reblog if u think the girl on the left is j-

And the reason he looks like this when he sees her face:

... is not because he is realising it's too late to stop himself from saying the words "blended in with the foliage" to the green girl, but because he has two eyes and a heart and just saw Cynthia Erivo in the woods. (And Feldspar sure as shit doesn't notice anything either because horses cannot see red and he is used to people looking kinda green.)

Fiyero arrives at Shiz well after everyone sings a song about how green and annyoing Elphaba is, and the day after he arrives Galinda has taken her under her wing and made her popular, causing people to stop talking shit. So, what if Fiyero just does not find out Elphaba is green until like 2/3rds through the movie? He just straight up misses it, does not know she is an outcast, and just thinks she isn't into him for some bizarre reason. And only when he finds out she has green skin does he realise that he said the foliage thing, which she would definitely have taken as a jab, and actually he was incredibly rude to her. ... Oh no.

LOOK. Obviously I love that Fiyero just is not Fantasy Racist™ and doesn't think there's anything wrong with Elphaba being green. HOWEVER, wouldn't it be funny if-

[the-mortuary-witch]

THE MORRIGAN

WHO IS SHE?

The Morrigan is a triple goddess from Irish mythology who is associated with war, fate, and sovereignty. According to myth, she is often depicted as a crow or raven, and is said to appear in both a positive and negative guise, sometimes as a nurturing mother and other times as a destructive force. She is said to be the phantom queen of the Danaan People, the ancestral spirits of Ireland, and is sometimes depicted as a powerful seer or prophetic figure.

BASIC INFO: 

Appearance: the Morrigan is often depicted as a fierce and powerful woman wearing a long, flowing black cloak or gown, and sometimes with feathers or a crown of feathers. She is also commonly associated with a black crow, which is said to be her messenger and the vessel of her power. Her appearance is usually associated with darkness and mystery, embodying the enigma and unpredictability of war and fate.

Personality: she has a complex and multi-faceted personality, often embodying multiple aspects of femininity. She is said to encompass aspects of the traditional maiden, mother, and crone archetypes, representing youthful zeal, maternal nurturing, and wise counsel, respectively. She is also known for her vengeful and bloodthirsty streak, embodying the brutal and ruthless nature of war and the chaos of fate. Despite her fierce and sometimes fearsome reputation, she is also viewed as a powerful protector and defender of the Irish people.

Symbols: cloak, spear, chariot, sword, and shield

Goddess of: magic, war, battle, life, death, sovereignty, fresh water, destiny, prophecy, and fate

Culture: Celtic

Plants and trees: willow, aspen, rowan, snapdragon, hawthorn, yew, belladonna, mugwort, rose, and nightshade (do not consume, handle with care!)

Crystals: ravenite, yeomanite, schorl, arsenopyrite, harlequin opal, black opal, skye marble, pyrolusite, biotite, feldspar, black agate, hematite, smoky quartz, bloodstone, onyx, charoite, black obsidian, labradorite, shungite, and black tourmaline

Animals: crow, raven, horse, eel, rook, serpent, and wolf

Incense: frankincense, myrrh, sandalwood, rose, cedar, juniper, and dragon’s blood 

Practices: death witchcraft, spirit work, divination, shadow work, ancestor worship, psychic abilities, and necromancy

Colours: red, black, white, blue, and green

Numbers: 3 and 6

Zodiac: Scorpio 

Tarot: The High Priestess, The Tower, Queen of Swords, The Devil, Justice, and Death

Planet: Moon

Days: Monday, Imbolc, Lammas, Mabon, Samhain, Halloween, and full moons

Parents: Cailitin and Ernmas

Siblings: Ériu, Banba, Fódla, Gnim, Coscar, Fiacha, and Oll

Partner: The Dagda and an unnamed shapeshifting goddess

Children: Mechi

MISC:

Crows and ravens: the Morrigan is often associated with crows or ravens due to her nature as a deity of death, fate, and transformation. In Irish mythology, crows or ravens were often seen as messengers between the worlds of the living and the dead, and could be seen as omens of impending change or transformation. For the Morrigan, these birds served as her messengers and helped her carry out her duties as a deity of war, fate, and the supernatural. Additionally, the Morrigan herself was sometimes depicted as a crow or raven in the form of a woman.

Death: she is often associated with death because she is seen as a deity of fate and transformation, which can include death and rebirth. In Irish mythology, she is often depicted as a battle goddess who wields a spear or sword, and is seen as a bringer of violence and change. She is also associated with the concept of death as a natural and inevitable part of life, and is sometimes seen as a guide for the souls of the dead as they cross over to the afterlife.

War: in Irish mythology, she was often seen as a fierce and powerful warrior, who would appear in the form of a crow or raven to guide and aid the soldiers of the Tuatha de Danann, a group of gods and mythological beings. She was often invoked by soldiers in order to bring them victory in battle and could also be seen as a symbol of the chaos and destruction that can occur during war.

Triple goddess: she is often associated with the triple goddess archetype due to her connection with the number three and her role as a goddess of transformation and female empowerment. In Celtic mythology, the number three was often seen as sacred and powerful, and the Morrigan is sometimes depicted as embodying these three aspects of femininity: maiden, mother, and crone. This association reflects her nature as a powerful and multifaceted deity who encompasses the different phases of a woman's life, from youth and fertility to wisdom and maturity.

Samhain: in Celtic mythology, Samhain is believed to be a time when the boundary between the world of the living and the world of the dead becomes thin, allowing the spirits of the deceased to return to the world of the living. The Morrigan, as a goddess of death and transformation, is seen as playing an important role during this time, guiding and assisting the souls of the dead on their journey to the afterlife.

Magic: was seen as a powerful force that could wield the energy and power of these natural forces, and the Morrigan was often invoked as a source of magical power and insight during certain rituals and spells. Additionally, the Morrigan is sometimes depicted as a sorcerous figure in some myths, casting spells or curses and using her supernatural abilities to influence events on the mortal plane.

FACTS ABOUT THE MORRIGAN:

She owns a herd of enchanted and magical cattle. 

Contrary to some interpretations, the Morrigan is not necessarily seen as an evil or destructive deity. In many myths, she is depicted as a protective and wise figure who aids and guides heroes on their journeys.

She is sometimes portrayed as a shape-shifter, able to take on the form of a crow or other animals.

The Morrigan is often associated with the number three, representing the three aspects of maiden, mother, and crone.

She is also associated with the Fae and the Banshee—a creature that generally takes on the form of an old woman who wails in mourning to announce the coming death of someone in the family.

The name "Morrigan" comes from Old Irish and means "phantom queen" or "great queen."

She is often associated with ravens or crows, which were seen as her messengers between the worlds of the living and the dead.

The Morrigan is known for appearing in the form of a woman with long, flowing hair, sometimes carrying a spear and/or a shield.

HOW TO INVOKE THE MORRIGAN:

Working with the Morrigan often involves building a relationship of mutual respect and trust with her. You can approach working with her in the following ways:

Research and study her mythology, folklore, and symbology to gain a deeper understanding of her nature and characteristics.

Set up an altar or sacred space dedicated to the Morrigan, and make regular offerings to her.

Perform rituals or spells in her honor to seek her guidance and power.

Meditate or visualize her presence in your life, and work on developing a direct channel of communication with her.

PRAYER FOR THE MORRIGAN:

“Hail Morrigan, maiden, mother, and crone.  We call upon you, great and powerful deity, to guide us on our path, and protect us from harm. Teach us to be strong and fearless in the face of adversity and help us to find balance in our lives.”

“Bless our endeavors, and grant us success in all we do. In your name, I give thanks for your presence in our lives. Hail to you, the Morrigan.”

SIGNS THAT THE MORRIGAN IS CALLING YOU:

Repeatedly seeing signs of crows or ravens, which are associated with the Morrigan.

Feeling a strong connection to the themes of war, fate, and sovereignty.

Having vivid dreams or visions of the Morrigan or her symbols (e.g. a raven, a battle flag, etc).

Feeling drawn to read or learn about the Morrigan or Celtic mythology.

Experiencing strong emotions or changes in behavior that feel linked to the energy of the Morrigan.

Feeling the urge to explore or embrace warlike or competitive activities (e.g. sports, martial arts, strategy games).

Finding yourself drawn to stories of powerful women, goddesses, or wanting to honour and empower yourself.

Having a sudden urge to explore your own shadow or unconscious and to confront and transform it.

A sudden urge to create or engage in art, poetry, or music that connects to the Morrigan’s energy and symbolism.

OFFERINGS:

Red meat.

Mead. 

Red wine poured into the ground. 

Apples. 

Milk. 

Whiskey. 

Storm water

Crow or raven feathers. 

Knives and daggers. 

Scrying. 

Artwork and poetry. 

Red foods. 

Deep green, black and red stones/crystals. 

Honey. 

Dark chocolate. 

Coins. 

Studying Celtic mythology. 

Blood (especially menstrual blood). 

Traditional Irish foods. 

DEVOTIONAL ACTS:

Creating sigils or magickal symbols associated with the Morrigan and her aspects (such as battle, war, death, etc) and charging them with your intention and energy.

Performing war dances, warrior rites, and ceremonies of protection and victory.

Paint your nails black or red while thinking of her. 

Shadow work. 

Exploring magic and divination related to the Morrigan, including the use of rune stones, scrying, and spirit communication.

Draw or paint her. 

Participating in activities where you are willing to take risks and venture into the unknown, as the Morrigan is known for pushing individuals to embrace their destiny and seize control of their life.

Respecting the dead. 

Working to protect and uphold your own personal sovereignty and destiny, and resisting outside influence or control.

Make a playlist that is dedicated to her, or listen to music that reminds you of her. 

Lighting a black candle. 

Feeding your local murder (crows). 

Celebrating the changing of the seasons and honoring the cycles of life and death.

Praying and making offerings to the Morrigan, seeking her guidance and power for your magical and spiritual practice.

Screaming your heart out when alone in the woods. 

Performing blessings and healing rituals for fresh water bodies, such as lakes, rivers, and streams, to honor the Morrigan’s association with water.

Standing up for yourself. 

Exercising (especially if it’s challenging). 

Celebrate Samhain. 

[random-writer-23]

Idk if this has already been said, but I mentioned this in the comment section on another one of my posts and I have to go in more depth, but Fiyero and Feldspar (I'm pretty sure that's his horse's name), 100% choreographed their entrance into Shiz together. Like they definitely stopped at a little pond or grassy area before getting to Shiz and rehearsed. Fiyero was definitely like 'Okay there's gonna be tons of people watching us walk in so we have to make it look cool so how about we walk in sync' And Like Fiyero was 100% counting the beats like, 'Step, point toe and drag, step, point toe and drag, and we'll do that for like 3 steps, then I'll drop your lead and walk through the crowd with a thoughtful look on my face, we'll look so cool I promise everyone will be talking about us, they'll go wild for this.' I guarantee they spent at least 30 minutes rehearsing it before showing up to campus.

Please agree with me on this or I'll cry.

I just really wish we got more moments of Fiyero and Feldspar cause like the first meeting with Elphaba scene was like all we got, and it was just too short. Not because it's important to the plot or anything, but just because I love seeing my favorite characters be silly goofy guys. Like I truly believe they're besties or at the very least friends, especially with how Fiyero says like oh "We didn't see you there" and "May we offer you a ride" instead of just using 'I' cause he recognizes his horse has feelings and thoughts and is his own separate entity like they are friends Also how Feldspar laughs at Fiyero when he's talking to Elphie, and how they giggle and shush each other when Elphie turns away. Like that's bestie behaviour, so I just wish we got a few smidgen more scenes with them two. And like I know we'll see more of them in part two but like that's when everything is all high stakes. I wanna see more of them being silly goofy guys.

I just want to talk about Fiyero 😭 PLEASE!

[pastelpengwin]

So I haven't finished the ship drawings yet (still working on the CheesePie one) because I've found myself with a cold, so I decided to finish this in the meantime.  I honestly love their canon designs, I just wanted to give them a bit more variation in body type and to add more horse inspired coats.  

Princess Twilight Sparkle

Partner: Flam

Children: Summer Solstice

Parents: Twilight Velvet (Mother), Night Light (Father)

Siblings: Shining Armor (Older brother), Spike (Younger Brother – Adopted)

Other Relatives: Princess Cadence (Sister in Law), Flurry Heart (Niece), Flim (Brother in Law), Stained Glass (Niece), Optical Illusion (Niece), Kalypso Flutura (Niece) ------------------------------------------

Rarity

Partner/s: None

Children: None

Parents: Cookie Crumbles (Mother), Hondo Flanks (Father)

Siblings: Sweetie Belle (Younger sister)

Other Relatives: Angora Yarn, Cinnabar (Grandparents/ Hondo) Star Anise, Red Velvet (Grandparents/ Cookie)

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Fluttershy

Partner/s: Discord

Children: Kalypso Flutera (Flim), Platypus (Discord)

Parents: Posey Shy (Mother), Cirrus Shy (Father)

Siblings: Zephyr Breeze (Younger brother)

Other Relatives: Gentle Breeze, April Showers (Grandparents/ Posey), Heat Burst, Wind Chimes (Grandparents/ Cirrus)

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 Pinkie Pie

Partner/s: Cheese Sandwich

Children: Lil Cheese, Lemon Meringue Pie, Strawberry Pie

Parents: Cloudy Quartz (Mother), Igneous Rock Pie (Father)

Siblings: Maud Pie (Oldest sister), Marble Pie, Limestone Pie (Triplets)

Other Relatives: Granny Pie, Feldspar Granite Pie (Grandparents/ Igneous), Nana Pinkie (Grandmother), Applejack, Big Mac, Apple Bloom (Cousins)

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Rainbow Dash

Partner/s: Applejack

Children: Lightning Storm

Parents: Windy Whistles (Mother), Bow Hot Hoof (Father)

Siblings: No other siblings

Other Relatives: Flash Flood, April Showers (Grandparents/ Windy), Cold Front, Midnight Blue (Grandparents/ Bow)

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Applejack

Partner/s: Rainbow Dash

Children: Lightning Storm

Parents: Buttercup (Mother), Bright Mac (Father)

Siblings: Big Mac (Older brother), Apple Bloom (Younger sister)

Other Relatives: Ashmead (Great Uncle), Early Bird (Great Aunt),Flim, Flam (Cousins), Winesap (Great Uncle), Bright Bramley (Nephew), Granny Smith (Grandmother), Bitter Herb (Grandfather), Pokey Oaks (Great-Grandfather), Sew n Sow (Great-Grandmother), Grand Pear (Grandfather)

[seraphimankh]

AHH BEEP BEEP !! OMG I LOVE THE NEW CHAPTER !!! FELDSPAR IS THERE AND I WAS UNREASONABLY EXCITED AT THAT … also. the straw stuffing scene was GREAT, it made me sad to see Boq so desperate but it was fantastic. it nailed in well the horror that is Fiyero essentially looking dead with his eyes, and therefor having it be close to impossible to see the difference between him being alive or not . it reminds me of my own headcanons for him tbh. Fantastic chapter, and I LOVE the art! The outfits are nice!

-Chopper

I’m glad you liked it!!

I was happy to write Feldspar in, he a good Horse heh

And yeah…Boq definitely couldn’t tell if Fiyero was there or not, he doesn’t have normal eyes or anything to give him an indicator unfortunately. Just gonna have to shake him until Fiyero snaps out of it lol

And glad you like the outfits it’s one of my favorite things to do, love making fun outfits and things

[nerdasaurus1200]

New fic idea I’m gonna post here so I don’t forget it.

A few months after Cap takes in Cass and she finally gets better, Arianna finally puts her foot down and decides that she and Cap are taking Cass shopping for stuff cause the poor girl only has the one green dress and it’s starting to get thin.

The whole trip took almost the entire day, mostly because Cass kept looking for ink and paper so she could try to map out every shop.

Their first stop is at the tailor, where they take Cass’s measurements and get her a few new dresses. To the tailor’s confusion she insists on just basic colors like blue and green and brown.

Then naturally they stop at Feldspars to get a pair of sturdy shoes for her. Feldspar accidentally encourages Cass to open up and they have a small chat in Saporian before they leave the shop.

And then of course they head to the toy store. Cap is checking out some stuffed animals and dolls when all of a sudden they’ve lost Cass! They look up and down the aisles and Arianna finds her just enchanted with a spinning top. After a little encouraging, Cass decides she wants to have it. And with Mr Hooty and Commander Whinny and General Lion, her plushy army has finally begun.

And of course they stop by Xavier’s for a quick visit and Cass spies a beautiful dagger just her size with moonstone embedded in the handle. It takes Cap a little convincing but they end up getting that too.

After all the shopping and mapping out the random buildings Cass is starting to get a little tired. Oh, but Arianna saved the best stop for last, the bookstore. Cause every little girl needs a bunch of books to read. Cap makes a beeline for the mythology section and gets a kids book on Greek Mythology and another on Coronan mythology. With Arianna’s help baby Cass grabs a cartography book from the top shelf (Cap: Your highness isn’t that a little advanced for her?

Arianna: You’re never too young to learn about maps, Caspar. Besides, she loves looking at my maps when I work. ^_^”). Naturally Cap also gets the junior edition of Primrose’s biography, snd Cass begs for a book all about horses.

But ohhh the best book of all, the one that catches her eye the most. Cass sees it on a shelf just too tall for her to reach. A young Saporian girl, just like her, with a pretty pink feather in her hat, surrounded by the most beautiful creatures Cass has ever seen. Just as beautiful as horses.

Arianna: Cassandra? Is everything alright darling?

Cassandra: What…are…those???

Arianna: Oh, those are dragons, my lovely.

Cassandra: Dragons?

Captain: Oh right, this book came out recently. Ramona and the Seven Dragons.

Cassandra: There are seven?? 😳

Captain: Do you want this one too kiddo?

And Cass looks at Cap and Arianna, then the book, then back at them again and gives them the most excited little nod.

[deeplyshalllow]

An in depth study of Fiyero and Elphaba's first meeting in the Wicked movie

So I've wanted to do an analysis of this scene from the moment I saw it. It's such a great addition to canon and gives such a fascinating insight into both of their personalities and the facades they put on to others. It also gives hints of the fact that both of them are pretty good at breaking down each other's walls.

From the top:

“Woah, Woah there, woah.”

“I did not see her.”

“Yeah, neither did I.”

“You might want to, um”

“Ok.”

“You know,”

“Yeah. I’m so sorry miss, I didn’t see you there, you must have...”

The first impression we get of Fiyero is that he’s kind. Obviously careless enough to hit a girl in the dark, but he immediately slows down and, even before Feldspar has told him to apologise, he’s got down and is about to make his way over.

It’s also important to note we that seeing him talk to a Horse as a friend, when just the scene prior we have seen that a large amount of the population don’t want Animals to talk at all. In fact, this is the only other human we see friends with an Animal in the entire movie, and it sets up immediately the fact that he will agree with Elphaba on her cause.

“...blended with the foliage.”

Here is his first reaction to Elphaba’s greenness. It is the rudest thing that Fiyero says to her all scene, and something that immediately puts Elphaba on the defensive, having heard shit like this all her life, but it’s also very on par with Fiyero and his constant habit of saying dumb shit whenever Elphaba is around (“yeah, or maybe it scratched me or something,” and “well, actually it was, but it wasn’t” come to mind), he’s surprised and he reacts with humour (something we see he does a lot).

It’s interesting to contrast this to his musical comment, “Well maybe the driver saw green and thought it meant go,” which is a lot more pointed and insulting, blaming the situation on her (though to be fair she does wake him up and attack him for what his carriage driver did), Fiyero in the movie reacts dumbly but not maliciously.

“Is this how you go through life? Just running amuck and trampling anyone in your path?”

Elphaba is immediately on the defensive. She’s already stressed about Doctor Dillamond, pissed off about being knocked over and now, as usual, she has met a new person who is insulting her skin tone. So she does what she does best, she puts her walls up and hides behind them.

“No.”

*Feldspar laughs*

Fiyero is shocked by this attack. He’s naturally charming, to the point where he relies on his charm to get him out of situations. So the fact it doesn’t work stuns him a little. This is why Feldspar laughs, because he knows Fiyero and how he normally acts, and it is funny to see him not immediately manage the situation.

“No, sometimes I’m asleep.” *looks at her flirtily*

Fiyero recovers, his walls are back up. He’s over the shock of seeing someone green and how she’s reacted to him, so he goes back to charm by flirting with her. Notice how he is using self derogatory humour, it’s easy charm that he knows how to use – he’s trying to ease the situation by insulting himself and making her laugh. It’s also another way of cultivating his image, Fiyero very deliberately portrays himself as stupid, flirty and lazy (he sings an entire song about it!) and here he is playing it up.

Also, I’m pretty sure this is a reference to their meeting in the musical (where he is actually asleep), which is cute.

*Awkward pause*, “Yeah, alright, alright, here we go. No, I’m not seasick.”

Elphaba, who is not at all used to people flirting with her, but is used to people asking questions and insulting her skin tone – has picked up none of the playful implications and only that he is stupid and lazy, and therefore starts the rant that she’s said 100 times before.

“Neither am I.”

“No. I did not eat grass as a child.”

“Oh you didn’t? I did!”

But Fiyero starts replying! Again, it’s all charm and self derogatory humour, but he’s sensed the unease, he did not come to insult or attack her, and he’s trying to lighten the situation with his usual techniques he uses on everyone – but they are not working.

“And yes, I have always been green.”

“And the defensiveness? Is that a recent development?”

And here we see Fiyero let down his shield a little, and let on that he’s less dumb than he’s acting. Fiyero is remarkably good at understanding people, it’s how he manages to maintain his facade in the first place – and it’s how he ends up being an effective double agent through most of act 2. Fiyero immediately realises that Elphaba is putting on an act too, that she’s not just attacking him because she’s annoyed at him but that there’s something more going on there.

I love it. I love it so much. It’s such a good addition to the musical canon, because all the traits for Fiyero to be like this are already there, and it adds an extra bit of depth to our understanding of why he’s fascinated with Elphaba – because he knows that she’s another person hiding her true self from the world. It’s such a good link to the Lion Cub scene later where Elphaba pretty much calls him out on the same thing.

*Elphaba stares*

*Fiyero tries a smoulder*

“Hm.”

There is a second here where Elphaba realises that she’s been called out. That she’s attacked him when he wasn’t being malicious and it does cause her to retreat slightly.

Fiyero, now in safer territory, puts his walls back up and goes back to flirting. Elphaba, again not used to this at all, doesn’t really understand this and is still in a bad mood about the Animals, so breaks the moment.

*Feldspar laughs, Fiyero tries to shh him but laughs too.*

*Elphaba notices and stalks off.*

So this is interesting. From context clues, what Feldspar is laughing at earlier and Fiyero’s comment later, it appears he’s laughing at Fiyero, that his easy charm hasn’t worked and he’s found himself on the back foot. Fiyero, bewildered, but still playing up his persona, laughs too. Elphaba sees this and, obviously, immediately takes this as them laughing at her greenness, and therefore any goodwill from what he’s said is gone, and she stalks off.

“I’m off for some more trampling, may we offer you a ride?”

Fiyero, bless him, tries again. He’s seen he’s offended her, though probably hasn’t quite connected exactly why, and tries to make right. So he goes in with more self derogatory humour as well as a genuinely kind offer – it probably isn’t safe for her to walk back in the dark – but the moment has been lost.

“No thanks. Get stuffed.”

Elphaba’s walls are back up again. She might regret the “stuffed” comment by the end of act 2 though...

“Wow, Feldspar, we have just been spurned by a girl.”

“Indeed.”

“Guess there’s a first time for everything.”

Fiyero ends the scene baffled, unsettled, but interested. He plays it off as if he’s normal and also reassembles his walls and defensiveness, again playing into the lazy playboy persona he puts on, ready for his next scene with Galinda.

Analysis of Fiyeraba interactions in the Dancing Through Life/Ozdust Scene

Analysis of Fiyeraba interactions in the Lion Cub Scene in the movie

An In Depth Study of Elphaba and Fiyero in the Train Station Scene

[snommie]

Bachelor stallions

[penismode]

grying to come up with pony design that is multipurpose

[misterfeller]

the cryptic asks are fun :)

you'll never know who i am

mainly because we're not mutuals and i dont follow anyone, so i'm invisible to you

so uh

you can call me whatever you want

ohhh okay!!!! i thought you would be one of my mutuals. you kind of remind me of faggot mouse. i am okay with more cryptic asks this is so fun yay! deciding what to call you is going to be really hard bc i barely know anything about you. i have this stupid thing in my phone where it gives me cats and i name them. maybe you could look through them and see if any names feel like you. i would put screenshots of all the names here but there would be too many. i will copy and paste some for you. under the cut bc there are 5 million even with some taken out

a kiss without the moustache is like an egg without salt

agate

al crane

alabaster

alberta

aldebaran

alexandra vondude

alfie

alma

andromeda

aphid

arnold babatunji

arthur

aziraphale

baas kwaadwillig

bat masterson

bcos

beach ball

bebop

betty

beverly

big audrey

big louise

billy brown

billy the phantom bellboy

birdie

blubbert

blynken

bobby

bobo botn

bora karaca

bruce bunyip

cab calloway

captain buffalo birnbaum

carl azuz

cassiopeia

catskills

catsup

chase

chick the cherub

chicken nancy

chris harrington

clarinda quackenboss

clive montague

colonel ken krenwinkle

copper

cordelia

crowley

d'artagnan

dandelion

darlin companion

davy

davy jones

dawn

deady bye bye

dinner

dionne

dirty bobby

doris

dot

dr. charlotte

electric larry

elizabeth van vreemdeling

elizatryst

erlking

eunice

fancy

fats waller

flapsur

flop

flossie

floyd

flying saucer

ford

found

francine

francis

frankanon

frosted mini spooners

fuffy

ganymede

gee wilikers

gizmodgery

gladys

gloopy

gnash

go to bed

good

goopy bloppy drippy sparkly

gradene

gwendolyn marshrat

hammersmith odeon

harold boonstangle

her majesty

hergeschleimer

hootenanny

horatius birnbaum

hot dog supper

ichabod

iggy birnbaum

irving

japonica

jason

jaws

juno

jurgen leitner

k spar

kitty nebelstreif

leitmotif

little bunny foo foo

live at the beeb

lola

louis

lullabye

mab

magic

maple leaf rag

marlon

mary

matches

maurice

melvin

meowy

milk

millicent

minnie the moocher

molly o'malley

moly b. denum

molybdenum

monkberry moon delight

mr bloodvessel

mr moon

mr moonlight

mr. plumbean

mrs. wimpydimple

ms. magistra

muffin man

nash

neddie wentworthstein

nick bluegum

nod

odds bodkins

nick bluegum

nod

odds bodkins

opal

orion

orthoclase feldspar

pajama

paloma

pearl

peppernut

percy "thrills" thrillington

peterkins

pickled pepper

pierre

pizza pie

plagioclase feldspar

pleistocene

polly pocket

potassium feldspar

povitica

prairiedog birnbaum

presyncope

prime meridian

professor tag

rex the wonder horse

ricky

rip van winkle

roberta

roger van tussenvuxel

ronnie wolfspit

rural

sadie

sally

samuel klugarsh

sandor eucalyptus

sargent caleb

satin spar

scarecrow

seamus finn

serutan yob

shangri-la

sheridan

sholmos bunyip

sinister

smokey joe

sorghum

space station level 7

sparkle

spookhuizen

sporty

stella octangula

steve craft

strega nona

suzie bunny boo boo

sweetie

syncope

the baritone buckaroo

thine

time machine

topsy

tough bananas

uncle borgel

valentine

wah watusi

wallace

wanda

weer

wendell

whorlygig

wicked anabella

wing ding

winnifred

wolluf

woofy davis

woopty doo

wynken

yggdrasil birnbaum

zaphod beeblebrox

zooxanthellae

[peccatulum-b-gone]

Hl sqxhmf sn rdmc lnqd bnmmdbshnmr nts zesdq sgd ehqrs rtbbdrr… hr sghr qdzbghmf rnldnmd?

Message? A secret coded message?

Or maybe the Raccoon brigade is practicing typing.

I bet Feldspar could figure it out. He's really good at ciphers and all the technology stuff.

Too bad. He went to check the perimeter with Snakehead and Jasper a while ago.

But why couldn't we aaaaaaaaaall go?

Because you two are on house arrest. What were you even thinking, Onyx? You can't just go out on your own, looking for some crazy guy on a giant nightmare horse.

I would have blown him and his horse up to smithereens if I wasn't prematurely apprehended.