#NessaRose Thropp headcannons

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Army Dreamers.

Part 2.||. Part 1.

Pairing: Boq Woodsman x reader, Boq Woodsman x NessaRose Thropp, NessaRose Thropp x reader.

Trigger warnings: death, a slow rise to power, imbalance of power.

Note: THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR PART 2! IF YOU DONT WANT SPOILERS DONT READ. THIS IS WHY I TYPED IT IN CAPATIALS! DONT READER FOR SPOILERS.

*Flash back*

Munchkinland, nestled under the bright and expansive skies of Oz, was a place of simplicity, where days passed like gentle waves, and the air always seemed filled with the scent of spring. The fields were lush, the homes small but filled with laughter, and the people, despite their small stature, had hearts large enough to fill the vastness of the land. It was here, in the heart of Munchkinland, that you had grown up. A Munchkin like the rest, though in your heart, you felt something different—a connection to one person, Boq, that set you apart.

Boq was the one constant in your life. He had always been there, the kind and gentle soul whose smile could brighten the darkest days. From the time you were children, you and Boq had shared everything—dreams, secrets, and the quiet moments between the chaos of life in Munchkinland. As time passed, your feelings for him had deepened. You had come to realize you loved him, though it was a love you never spoke aloud, tucked away behind smiles and laughter.

And then there was Nessa, Nessarose Thropp. You and Nessa had been inseparable growing up. As her best friend, you had supported her through everything—from her physical struggles to her emotional ones. Nessa had always been the one who needed the most care, but she was also the one you trusted most. However, over time, something began to change. Nessa’s once quiet need for attention turned into something much more consuming, especially when it came to Boq. You could see it in the way she looked at him—how she seemed to cling to him, to keep him close in a way that seemed to push you further away. But you didn’t know how to confront it, not when she was your best friend, and Boq was always so kind, always so generous with his affection.

In the evenings, when Nessa and Boq would laugh together, you would watch them from a distance. You smiled for their sake, but a nagging ache lingered in your chest. You never said anything, never let your feelings slip, because you didn’t want to cause trouble. But you couldn’t deny the growing tension in the air between the three of you, a tension that neither Boq nor Nessa seemed to acknowledge.

Life had always felt steady in Munchkinland, but beneath the surface, something was changing. Something that you could not yet see but knew, deep down, would eventually affect everything.

The day the news came, everything shifted.

The whispers began weeks before, but it wasn’t until the announcement came that Munchkinland truly felt the weight of it. Elphaba, the Wicked Witch of the West, had once been a misunderstood and outcast student at Shiz University. Now, she had fully embraced her darker powers and had begun a campaign of destruction across Oz. Her rebellious acts, though initially driven by a desire for justice, had spiraled into a thirst for domination. People called her "evil," feared her, and believed she had betrayed everything she had once stood for. The rumors spread like wildfire, from the Emerald City to the farthest reaches of the land.

But it wasn’t just Elphaba’s descent into wickedness that rocked Oz—it was what it did to Nessa’s family.

Frex, Nessa’s father, had always been a proud and honorable man. He had fought to keep his family safe in the wake of Elphaba’s actions, his grief and frustration slowly eating away at him. News of his daughter’s fall from grace, along with the ever-growing power of her sister, took its toll on him, and one fateful morning, he collapsed. The doctors said it was a heart attack—stress, exhaustion, and worry had caused his body to finally give out. For Nessa, the loss of her father was more than just the death of a parent. It was the crushing weight of failure and rejection that she had never been able to shake, and now, it had taken him from her.

Her grief was deep, but there was more to it. In the wake of her father’s death, Nessa found herself thrust into a new position of power—Governor of Munchkinland. It was a role she had never asked for, but one that had been forced upon her. It was clear to everyone that Nessa was not ready to rule, but the people of Munchkinland had no choice but to accept it. After all, she was the only one left of her family, and the legacy of the Thropps demanded it.

The announcement that Nessa had become the new Governor was met with mixed reactions. Some of the Munchkins felt sympathy for her loss, while others feared what her newfound power might mean. As Nessa took her place at the head of Munchkinland, it was impossible to ignore the shift in her demeanor. Gone was the shy, vulnerable girl you had known for so long. In her place stood someone colder, more calculating. There was a fierceness in her eyes now, a determination to prove herself, to show the world she was not weak.

It was no surprise, then, when Nessa’s first act as Governor was to claim control of Boq. As her aide, Boq was bound to serve her every whim. It was a decision made not out of necessity, but out of her growing obsession with him. And although Boq was always kind, always ready to help, you couldn’t shake the feeling that something was changing between the three of you. Boq, who had once been so close to you, was now often by Nessa’s side, fulfilling her every request with a loyalty that seemed to pull him further away from you.

The tension between the three of you was palpable, but it was still a quiet storm. You could not yet see the full scale of the chaos that would soon tear everything apart. But you knew one thing for certain—Nessa’s loss, Elphaba’s fall from grace, and the weight of power had set a chain of events in motion. The world was changing, and with it, everything you knew and loved was on the verge of being irrevocably transformed.

And so, in the days that followed, you began to understand that life in Munchkinland could never be the same. A storm was brewing, one you could neither stop nor escape, and its consequences would be far-reaching, altering everything you held dear.

One evening, Nessa’s servants arrived at your home to inform you of the new appointment. Nessa, as Governor, wanted to meet with you to discuss the future of the land and her plans. The reader was already uneasy about how much things were changing, but there was nothing to be done. You owed it to Nessa to support her, as you always had.

When you arrived at her new, grand office, Nessa greeted you warmly, though there was something in her gaze—something almost calculating. She smiled sweetly as she took your hands in hers. “Everything’s going to be different now,” she said, her voice smooth, but there was an underlying edge to it that made you uneasy. “Munchkinland is in my hands now, and I’m going to make sure it stays that way.”

You tried to smile back, unsure of what she meant. “Of course, Nessa. You’ve worked so hard for this.”

Boq, who had been summoned along with you, stood by her side, his usual comforting presence offering little relief now. He seemed to shrink back, his eyes darting between you and Nessa. It was clear that the balance of your trio was shifting, and neither you nor Boq could avoid the inevitable changes that came with Nessa’s newfound power.

As the day went on, the feeling of unease only grew stronger. The realization that Nessa’s attachment to Boq had only deepened, and her ambition for control was beginning to shape everything around her, felt like a storm on the horizon. You knew, without truly understanding why, that things could never be the same again. 

*Flashback ended.*

[boqlover]

I did the random headcanon generator and I knew I had to draw it

I am so sorry I have not posted in here in a minute I literally don’t even have a excuse 😭 but I’m still here and I still LOVEEEE my wicked modern au stuff (click the image for better quality sorry tumblr messes up the quality)

Love you all 💋💘🫧

[thestalkingentity]

Musical head canon Time (there are some spoilers for wicked part 2 ahead)

So I like the after events of the show Glinda would probably regularly visit Nessarose’s grave. In part because she blames herself but also that is her only friend from college she can still visit. ( assuming she is never told about Boq) But I could very much see her visit Nessa’s grave every time she is in munchkin land.

If she ever becomes aware of Tin-man Boq they would probably be friends and hang out a bit.

They would Never and I mean never hang out at Nessa’s grave, because dear blood with what happened to Boq, horrible.

[the-patchwork-girl-of-oz]

[madmaxified]

✶ WICKED MASTERLIST

i will write for : galinda upland, elphaba thropp, nessarose thropp, dorothy gale

galinda upland

⭑ jealous galinda headcannons

elphaba thropp . . . ( nothing yet )

nessarose thropp . . . ( nothing yet )

dorothy gale . . . ( nothing yet )

[slut-and-falcon]

More Wicked Headcannons (bookiscal canon)

- Elphaba isn’t a women but doesn’t have the language to identify her gender.

-the tribes of the Vinkus (Winkie country) have their own magic, as do the Quadlings. While Elphaba is out and about helping the resistance and animal refugees, she is also learning this magic with those whom are willing to share (some magic is closed to outsiders). She learns the different approaches and theories about magic, and it helps make her a more powerful witch.

-there was already a resistance against the Wizard when Elphaba becomes the face of it. While on the run, she is quickly intercepted by members of the resistance forces, brought to their leadership and everyone starts working collaboratively.

-Elphaba’s family tree is as such:

Oscar Diggs + Melena Thropp= Elphaba

Turtle Heart + Melena Thropp=Nessarose

Frexpar Thropp +Melena Thropp = Shell

A Quadling + Gilkeneese Munchkin=Melena Thropp

So Elphaba has kin ties to all parts of Oz- the north, east, south, and west!

-Shell grows up and becomes part of the resistance, he’s gay and has a great partner who is Vinkin. They live on the western boarder of Oz in an Animal town, and help Animals cross the impassable desert. Elphaba also passes on any orphaned Animals she has in to them if another Animal is not available to raise the orphan(s), so they run a pseudo Animal foster home. They also take in human children if there is a need.

-Elphaba loves politics, and when she is introduced to Fiyero’s father (the King of the Vinkus), they butt heads at first. However, Fiyero’s father eventually sees Elphaba as an equal, and as a strong ally. He also loves to get into political discussions with her, and playing chess with her.

-the Vinkus royal family are Animal sympathizers, but also recognized the Wizard’s plan for total control over Oz. They couldn’t afford a full out civil war, so they contributed heavily to the resistance in secret.

- the resistance in the Emerald City is majority made up of displaced women from Quadling territory, whom are forced to participate in sex work to survive. They end up using sex work as a cover for communicating, blackmailing the Wizard’s supporters, and for getting Animals safely out of the City. Elphaba, for a short time, was one of these sex workers, posing as both the sex worker, and as clientele to pass along information, share supplies and resources, and to extort Wizard supporters.

- Elphaba also poses as a maunt (a nun) to hide from the Wizard’s Gale Force, and to pass along resistance information and resources.

-Fiyero will and does sit on Elphaba’s lap

- once they are forced to leave Oz, Elphaba and Fiyero don’t truely leave Oz, they go live with Shell snd his partner, taking care of the Animals and children. The Vinkus royal family know their location, so that they can send warnings ahead if needed.

- Elphaba, with the help of various other magical folk around Oz, change Fiyero back to human, but can’t reverse the damage done by the Gale Force. They nurse him back to a relativity non-dying state, but he was hurt really badly by the Gale Force. They are able to stabilize his spine enough with magic and physical therapy that he is mobile, though he deals with severe chronic pain. He refuses all pain medication, citing a need to be of clear head in case the worse should happen. He’s also afraid of getting addicted.

-Elphaba doesn’t like getting her hair cut…the longest it ever was, it was down to the backs of her knees.

World building Headcannons:

-the Vinkus has many different climates. In the colder, more norther climates, mammoths roam. There are no Mammoths, and no one knows why. In same region, Dogs work together in teams to transport materials, people, other Animals, etc to places on sleds. Each year they have a Dog only race from Ugabu to the Lesser Kells.

- in Quadling country, there were rubies in the rivers-causing the water to look reddish. Now there are so many Quadling bodies mass dumped in the rivers due to the Wizard’s genocide of them, that the river flows red due to the blood. The surviving Quadlings were those whom were mixed raced, forced to assimilate into other parts of Oz. The rubies were dipped into green dye, and were used to build the Emerald City.

- there are parts of Munchkinland where the people dress extremely modestly- including face and hair coverings. This is where Elphaba gets the idea/fashion inspiration to hide her face (and skin)

- guns are strictly limited in Oz, per the Wizard’s orders. He saw what the American second amendment argued for and didn’t want the public to have such power to form militias.

- Princess Ozma is still alive, but kept prisoner by the Wizard. She is kept in a guarded, but empty Quadling government building in Qhoyre. The building is overgrown with jungle foliage, and is made from clay and clam shells and rubies from the rivers; it’s a beautiful prison.

- pirates sail the Restwater and Kellswater Great Lakes

Hmmm that’s all for now!

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Army dreamers.

Pairing: Boq Woodsman x reader, Boq Woodsman x NessaRose Thropp, NessaRose Thropp x reader.

Trigger warnings: emotional manipulation, abuse of power, obsession, imprisonment, unhealthy relationships.

Note: THIS CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR PART 2! IF YOU DONT WANT SPOILERS DONT READ. THIS IS WHY I TYPED IT IN CAPATIALS! DONT READER FOR SPOILERS.

The streets of Munchkinland were unnaturally quiet, the cheerful energy that once defined your home dulled to a lifeless hum under Nessarose’s rule. Her reign was absolute—she held the people captive, not just through her title as Governor, but with her iron determination to bend the land to her will.

And then there was you.

You had once been her best friend, long before the title of Governor and the obsession with control had taken hold of her. Now, you were little more than another captive under her grasp. She refused to let you leave her side, holding you hostage under the guise of affection and friendship.

And Boq… Boq had it even worse.

“Y/N!” Nessarose’s sharp voice echoed through the grand halls of the Governor’s mansion, breaking your thoughts.

Across the room, Boq stiffened. He stood at the far corner, polishing the same ornate chair he had been working on for what felt like hours. His eyes darted to you, filled with a mixture of worry and resignation.

“I’m coming!” you called back, trying to sound lighthearted as you left the room. Before you walked out, you glanced at Boq, your eyes silently conveying a promise: I’ll be back.

You found Nessarose in the sitting room, seated regally in her ornate wheelchair. She was draped in deep emerald silk, a faint smile on her lips as you entered. She lit up at the sight of you, as though she had been waiting for this moment all day.

“There you are,” she said, her tone soft, almost sweet. “I was beginning to think you’d forgotten about me.”

“I would never forget you, Nessa,” you said carefully, taking the seat beside her.

“Good,” she replied, reaching for your hand. Her grip was light at first, but then it tightened, almost possessively. “You’re the only one I can trust, Y/N. Everyone else… they all want to leave me. Even Boq.”

You flinched inwardly at the mention of his name but kept your face neutral. “You know Boq only stays because of how much he cares for you,” you said gently, though the words tasted bitter on your tongue.

Nessa’s expression darkened slightly, her fingers digging into your hand. “He doesn’t care for me,” she said, her voice trembling. “Not the way I want him to. But you do, don’t you, Y/N? You’ve always been loyal to me.”

You swallowed the lump in your throat, forcing yourself to nod. “Of course I have, Nessa.”

Her eyes softened, and she let out a small sigh. “I don’t know what I would do without you. Promise me you’ll stay, Y/N. Promise me you’ll never leave.”

Your heart ached as you nodded again, the words catching in your throat. “I promise.”

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Night had fallen by the time you found Boq again. He was in the small servant’s quarters tucked away at the back of the mansion, sitting on the edge of the bed and staring at the floor.

“Boq,” you said softly as you closed the door behind you.

His head snapped up, relief flooding his face as he saw you. “You shouldn’t be here,” he said, though his voice lacked conviction.

“And leave you alone with her?” you whispered, moving closer. “Never.”

Boq let out a soft laugh, though there was no humor in it. “She’d probably lock us both in separate rooms if she found out.”

“She doesn’t scare me,” you lied, sitting down beside him.

Boq’s hand reached for yours, his touch warm and grounding. “She should,” he said quietly. “Nessa… she’s not the person you used to know.”

You turned to him, your eyes filled with a determination you didn’t entirely feel. “Then we’ll leave. Together.”

He shook his head, his expression bitter. “She’ll never let us go. Not you. Not me. She wants to control everything—and she already has.”

The pain in his voice broke something in you. Without thinking, you wrapped your arms around him, pulling him into a fierce embrace. Boq froze for a moment before he melted into your touch, his head resting against your shoulder.

“We’ll find a way,” you murmured, stroking his back. “I don’t know how yet, but we’ll figure it out. We’ll get out of here.”

Boq pulled back just enough to meet your eyes. “I don’t care what happens,” he said, his voice trembling. “As long as I have you, I can get through this.”

Tears pricked at your eyes, and you leaned forward, resting your forehead against his. “You’ll always have me, Boq,” you whispered.

His lips brushed against yours, hesitant but filled with a quiet desperation. The kiss was brief, but it said everything words couldn’t: love, fear, hope.

But just as the moment ended, you heard the faint creak of wheels in the hallway outside.

You froze, your heart pounding in your chest as the sound grew louder.

Nessarose.

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Unspoken.

Pairing: NessaRose Thropp x reader.

Trigger warning: one sided love (the reader)

Request.

You had always known that your heart was fragile when it came to love. It wasn’t that you were inexperienced—far from it—but the kind of love you felt for Nessarose was different. It was quiet, tender, and painful all at once. It wasn’t something that could be easily put into words, not when every glance she cast at you felt like a soft brush of wind against your skin, making your heart race with something you couldn’t quite define.

But she wasn’t looking at you the way you wished she would.

Instead, her eyes were always on him. Boq.

You watched, quietly, as Nessarose’s face would light up when he entered a room, her gaze following his every move with an intensity that you could never match. The way she would smile at him—so openly, so vulnerably—was enough to make your chest tighten with a kind of quiet jealousy. It was the kind of look she never gave you, no matter how many hours you spent at her side, trying to be the one she’d lean on.

Nessarose Thropp was beautiful. She was strong in ways that people never fully saw, sitting in her wheelchair, but her spirit was fierce. She wasn’t just the sister of the Wicked Witch of the East. She was more than her wheelchair. She was someone who, despite everything she’d endured, kept pushing forward, kept fighting.

And you admired her for that.

But watching her with Boq... well, it was hard. It was hard to be so close and yet feel so far away. You weren’t sure if she even noticed how much you longed to be the one who made her smile like that.

One afternoon, as the two of you sat together in the quiet of the palace courtyard, you glanced over at Nessarose, your heart aching a little more than usual. She was staring off into the distance, her fingers idly tracing the arms of her chair.

"You seem... distant today," you said softly, trying to catch her attention.

She blinked, as though pulled from some deep thought, and turned her eyes to you, her brow furrowing slightly in concern. "Am I?" Her voice was gentle, but there was an underlying sadness that you couldn’t ignore. "I suppose I’ve just been... thinking."

You nodded, not wanting to push too hard. "About Boq?"

Her face softened at the mention of his name. You could practically hear the unspoken fondness in her voice when she said, "Yes. He’s... been so kind to me lately. He’s different, you know? So thoughtful." There was a wistful tone in her voice, one that made your chest tighten even more. You knew exactly where her heart lay, and you couldn't help but feel the weight of the unspoken truth between the two of you.

"I think he cares for you," you said, not able to hide the trace of bitterness in your voice. You tried to soften it quickly, but the words were out before you could stop them.

Nessarose seemed to notice your tone, her eyes searching your face. "You think so?" She seemed genuinely curious, and you could see that her feelings were mixed—confusion, hope, and maybe something else. You couldn’t tell if she realized that someone else was waiting for her heart to turn in their direction.

But you knew it wasn’t you. Not yet, at least. If it ever would be.

"You’re important to him," you added, hoping to steer the conversation away from your own feelings. It wasn’t your place to confess. Not now. Not when she was so clearly caught up in someone else.

"Thank you," Nessarose said softly, her gaze shifting back to the distant horizon. "I hope... I hope I’m not asking for too much." Her voice trembled slightly, and for a moment, you wondered if she saw how much you wanted to help her, how much you wanted to be the one who could make her feel whole.

You didn’t have an answer for her. Not because you didn’t care, but because you cared too much.

The silence stretched between you both, a quiet understanding hanging in the air. Nessarose’s thoughts were far away, her attention absorbed by someone who wasn’t there. And yet, you stayed—just a step behind, a shadow in her life, always waiting, always hoping for a moment that might never come.

But sometimes, hope was all you had.

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Meeting Elphabas family Headcannon:

Pairing: Elphaba Thropp x reader, the Thropp family x reader.

Trigger warnings: nervousness, Elphabas dad ig.

Note: let’s pretend Elphabas mom is still alive pls. Let my baby have a family.

Request.

Elphaba's Nervousness:

Elphaba is anxious about introducing you to her family, knowing how complicated her relationship with them can be. She reassures you that it’s not personal but admits she’s protective of you.

Meeting Melena (Elphaba’s Mother):

Melena greets you with warmth, almost too much, pulling you into a tight hug, a contrast to Elphaba’s more reserved demeanor.

She’s charismatic and playful, commenting on how much Elphaba talks about you (even if Elphaba is quick to deny it).

Melena’s affection for you feels almost performative, like she’s trying to make up for something unspoken between her and Elphaba.

Meeting Frex (Elphaba’s Father):

Frex is standoffish at first, perhaps disappointed or unsettled by Elphaba’s defiance of traditional expectations, but gradually warms up to you.

He might make awkward, old-fashioned comments, trying to be fatherly, but you sense the tension between him and Elphaba, who clearly resents his patronizing tone.

His attempts to bond with you are more about asserting control than making a genuine connection, but you manage to navigate through it with polite responses.

Nessarose (Elphaba’s Sister):

Nessa seems cold at first but eventually shows curiosity, especially after seeing the dynamic between you and Elphaba.

She’s intelligent and quietly observant, noting how much Elphaba seems to trust you, and this causes her to warm up—albeit slowly.

The two of you bond over your understanding of Elphaba’s complexities, though Nessa’s loyalty to her sister sometimes leads to small, sharp comments.

Elphabas Reactions:

Elphaba stays mostly by your side, but she’s visibly tense, trying to hold it all together for your sake while dealing with family dynamics.

You can tell Elphaba appreciates your patience, especially when it comes to handling her family’s quirks.

Afterward, when you're alone, she admits how difficult it is to be around them, but she’s glad you’re there with her.

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Wicked Masterlist.

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Elphaba Thropp.

-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 headcannons.

-Bad Idea, right? (Imagine)

-Christmas Kisses (imagine)

-A brothers advice. (Imagine)

-Study Sessions Interrupted. (Imagine)

-Meeting Elphabas family Headcannon.

-Elphaba meeting the readers family headcannon.

-A change in the wind. (Imagine)

-Done my part. (Imagine)

-You & me. (Imagine)

-Snuggle Buds. (Imagine)

-Heavy. (Imagine)

-Sniff. (Imagine)

Galinda Upland.

-Being Galinda girlfriend headcannons.

-Galinda gives the reader a make over headcannon.

-Silent Hearts. (Imagines)

-Jilted. (Imagine)

-Valentines day with Glinda headcannons.

-Sketch. (Imagine)

-Secret Admirer!Galinda headcannons.

-Sniff. (Imagine)

Fiyero.

-In the light of you. (Imagine)

-In your arms. (Imagine)

-A brothers advice. (Imagine)

-Calm in the storm. (Imagine)

NessaRose Thropp.

-Unspoken. (Imagine)

-Army Dreamers.|| part 2.

Boq.

-Meeting Boq for the first time.

-This type of library. (Imagine)

-Army Dreamers.|| part 2.