#Fiyerboq fanart

[gorebonk]

Hey hey, if you are taking drawing requests I would love to see boq and fiero at the ozdust :D they'd be so silly :33

Boyfriends dancing through life together + having a little break afterwards

[thattoucanartiste]

So I had an idea…

Happy 2025!! 🫶🩵

[alternate with weezer green ⬇️]

[mormtastic]

i hate him except i love him except i also hate him

[gravitycoill]

pfannee and shenshen gossip a little...i love fiyerboq but it's so funny to me that fiyero is like the super handsome popular guy and then there's boq who is just. boq 🌷 .

[sillyozbee]

feeding the tin crow nation because this is legit them no telling me otherwise

Theyre actually the same what do you mean…

[w1nkie]

• fiyero tigelaar x elphaba thropp

• check out this fic on ao3 too pls: my account

— The Winkie Prince invites himself into Elphaba’s shared dorm on a night where she would like to enjoy peaceful, serene silence. Alone. ☾⋆⁺₊

The rain pelted unevenly at the windows. The evening sky hazy with thick clouds that colored the heavens in pinkish-orange billows. The emerald girl sat in the silence of her shared room, reading thoroughly through the dense words of the leather spined book.

Silence was one of few things Elphaba seemed to enjoy recently. Away from other students, and above all, away her charismatic roommate. For the time being the dorm was desolate, spared of peers as they indulged in whatever up to date activity that was occurring at the moment.

A breath rolled through her, loosening and relaxing her shoulders and relieving her chest as it escaped her nostrils. With a slight itch to her brow, her eyes scanned the pages once again. Crisply, a few knocks on the door caused her to halfway turn into the direction of it.

“She’s not here right now.” The words were instinctual because…well why would anybody ever bother visiting Elphaba? Another knock followed her statement which pulled a quizzical expression onto her green features. With a furrowed brow she repeated. “I said; she’s not here right now.” This time a bit louder, for the person behind the oak to hear, before turning back to the small desk and searching for peace in her book.

Fingers twisted at the cold brass doorknob anyway, pulling the unlocked oak wood back and revealing the Winkie Prince in all his charming glory. “Who’s not here?” He let himself in, closing the door behind him with a small push.

“Glinda.” Her lips parted slightly, brows pinching together once more. “Is it a common occurrence for you to let yourself into women’s rooms without permission?” She turned her chair to face him and his lazy stature that somehow kept up the appearance of utmost appeal and unwavering ease.

“Not only women. But yes.” He leaned against the desk, looking down at the unusual beauty that sat before him. He watched the way her ebony hair moved as she turned back toward the literature. “What are you reading?” He interrupted her silence once more.

“A book.” was her dry reply, just barely glancing up at him momentarily before her attention was given back to the pages. His head lulled to the side with a small scoff of a laugh. Tongue running smoothly over his teeth before he bit his lip. The action made the small indents of dimples in his cheeks pop out charmingly.

The rejection of his conversation didn’t deter him in the slightest though. “Studying?” He raised his left brow, smile grazing over his lips once again. He crossed his ankles and kept his lax position against the desk.

“Yes.”

“A woman of many words, aren’t you?” He quipped, leaning over her shoulder and on the back of her chair as he examining the book with a hum. He furthered his examinations onto the desk, cluttered with books and papers as he gingerly picked one up. His sea-colored eyes gazed the back view of her figure up and down. “And what are you studying for?” He pulled his eyes away and onto the stray paper he had caught.

“For an essay.” Her sage eyes stayed attached to her book, fighting off the distracting thoughts of the man’s cologne. Though after a moment it seemed his ever-running mouth had stopped it’s annoyifying questions as he examined the paper in his soft hand.

An essay, hm. “About what?” The silence shattered again. His chin coming to rest comfortably on Elphaba’s shoulder.

“W…” Her voice died at his unexpected touch. A perplexed tug hitching her brow up. “Wizardry.” She finished, clearing her throat. A slight shiver shot up her spine as his breath brushed against her smooth cheek. The stoicism of her face made no heed to the thoughts that spiralled her mind though. All the while, her expression had only been ticked by a small twitch of her lips.

“Wizardry.” Fiyero echoed, the word rolling off his tongue in a slow, pleasurable rumble. He tossed the paper back onto the desk. A dimpled smirk stretched upon his lips as he noticed the slight pause in her voice. He felt her dull, familiar eyes glance at him from the side. His loose grip on the back of her chair moved it around, spinning it until her desirable green figure faced him. This was enough to silence her, but his next moves certifiably brought her green brows shooting up to her hairline.

The prince forced her legs apart with little pressure, gently spreading them to take his place standing between them. His hands planted themselves on either side of her head at the edge of the chair’s back.

He loved the creases of her confusified face, her pretty brows furrowed in such a way that visibly ignited his desires. He moved a gentle hand to cup her chin, tilting it up until her emerald eyes met his diamond ones.

He gave her a look. The look. The one that always made everyone’s knees give out or back arch into his touch. The one that so easily always got him his way. His head tilted to the side, smirk turning into a glimmer of genuine desire for a moment too long. His eyes followed the way her head tilted as well. A slight breath hitched itself from his throat, mouth opening only for them to close again with a bite of his lip. His pupils dilated as they dropped to her lips. For a moment he was lost, the hint of a smile leaving as he found himself completely paralyzed with passion. The energy giving way to heavy chains of desire that wormed and latched their way into his beating heart.

He locked his eyes back onto hers as the line between playfulness and… more blurred into an invisible barrier. The shake and swallow of his throat made his adam’s apple bob. The ripple of unabashed feeling started to sprout within his gut when he felt her hand on his. “Perhaps…” Her soulful voice of grace and calm caused him to hang off her word.

He watched her green hand wrap around his, the gentleness of her touch only serving to send another shockwave through him. She moved it off her chin, his hand seeking out the feel of her skin rang through him immediately. Elphaba gracefully moved his hand to his visibly excited manhood. “You should take care of that.” She rolled her chair back around to face the desk softly.

He stared for a moment at where she had moved his hand, then back to where she had just been in front of him. He cleared his throat with a few blinks. The slight nod of his head tried to hide the way his mind had froze. “Yeah?” He took a few lazy steps backward, thumb running against the leather of his belt.

“Yes, yes I shall.” He breathed, eyes blinking a few times more before his tongue ran against his bottom lip. The room was silent again. Quiet and serene. A wonder to Elphaba. The feeling of peace without having to be alone.

“Goodbye, Elphaba.” Fiyero stole one last glance at the back of the green woman’s wondered figure and left, letting the door click softly behind him.

As the door closed the woman let herself smile, the prettiness of her green lips stressed into something more than an expression of simple desire. She allowed herself to enjoy the very very pleasant feel of a shiver down her spine.

[the-patchwork-girl-of-oz]

Can I interest you in some little gay people

[thatmultifandomchick]

@the-patchwork-girl-of-oz ask and you shall receive! Fiyerboq wedding doodle! Tincrow era, because I felt like it. IDK who’s performing the ceremony. Glinda, maybe.

Song is I Love You Like a Table from Waitress!

[bratleyuppercvntiii]

Being in a tincrow/fiyerboq discord server is so amazing yet terrifying because one minute I'll see the most adorable fanart on earth then the next? Fanart of scarecrow m-preg.

[gorebonk]

Guy without a heart being suspiciously fond rn...

[instantpansies]

and like, sure, the dancing through life sequence is pretty good. the set is fun, the cinematography is clever and engaging, the performance is perfectly decent. i just. idk i don't get the fiyero hype at all. yes even with his character development.

especially the fixation that surrounds him, especially in the pre-existing oz fandom. this is not a callout post, there's just this vague sense of focus on fiyero and boq, not necessarily outcompeting elphaba and/or glinda, but just. it feels disproportionate? do you know what i mean?

and yeah i know this is tumblr, the site where people grab a slightly less main character and make him their blorbo of all time, but are we really so desperate for mlm people that we clip every moment the two male supporting charas look at each other, WITHOUT doing it to the leads? i'm going "finally some good fucking queercoding" with gelphie and i just. where's the analysis? where's the fixation?

i want to be clear i am so fine with shipping fiyerboq (even if i do not like the ship name at all)!! if you do, that's fine! in fact i think it's great if you want to overanalyze their interactions. but like. finally, finally, we have a female friendship on screen that is queercoded to hell and back, where they're so close the lines blur, where they have, like, an actual enemies to lovers arc and drama and emotions!!!!! and i just feel like it ends up with "yeah gelphie exists 👍 anyways fiyero and boq looked at each other in that scene and totally lit up!!! etc etc".

i see plenty of gelphie fanart. maybe i'm just in the wrong circles? but where is the gelphie overanalysis. finally we've got, like, a leading wlw ship!!! on the big screen!!! in an absurdly popular movie!!!! is this really the state of wlw shipping in this day and age.

as usual, do not take this as nuanced actual analysis. i am being a little bitch and complaining about things i don't have that i feel entitled to. but i hope im getting my point across here idk

[the-patchwork-girl-of-oz]

HAZAH

I HAVE LOCATED MOVIE UNIVERSE BOQ/FIYERBOQ FANART

I too suffer from same sex attraction anyways this is basically js a redraw of a Fiyero & boq still from the movie but they my little cuties so I had 2 draw them

(If u couldn’t tell I have no idea how 2 do backgrounds😭)

[movedto-mementomoreeyes]

theres no fanart for fiyerboq/fiq that ive seen so heres to changing that one step at a time! starting with boq in fiyeros varsity jacket

(dont repost without credit!)

edit: hello wicked movie fans

[sillysatyr-art]

Thank you, anon on @wicked-shitposts tumblr for bringing this ship to my attention. Because ya boi found their new favourite wicked ship.

[sillyozbee]

[gorebonk]

I made Fiyerboq discord emojis for the wonderful tincrow nation server :]]

You can use them for personal use with credit pls!!