#TALL GLINDA

[lily-onher-grave]

WHY DIDNT ANYONE TELL ME TOUR GLINDA IS TALLER THAN HER ELPHIE

[aspenvintre]

The fifth tall Glinda, the defying gravity one, it looks like she’s about to kiss Elphaba real quick before she decides there’s not enough time. Like look at it! Their faces were centimeters away from one another for a few seconds!

Also we love our tall Glinda’s, we love Glinda’s that can lift their Elphie’s mid hug, it just so cute.

Tall!Glinda compilation because we are all very normal about that, as evidenced by:

Bonus:

[bikkue]

Oz No Mahoutsukai (1986) - Height Chart

[pandorem]

By sheer coincidence, the two times I’ve seen Wicked on stage, Fiyero has been played by a black actor. My father works in lighting in theatre so I’ve grown up around it, which already means I’m pretty tough on screen adaptations of stage musicals anyways. But even though I KNOW Fiyero was originated by a white actor, it STILL feels weird watching a white guy play him. I’ve been seeing ads for the film and it throws me off every time.

[ladyantiheroine]

Elphaba: My boyfriend’s too tall for me to be able to kiss him on the lips. What should I do? Glinda: Punch him in the gut, and when he bends over in pain, kiss him. Nessarose: Dump him. Boq: Tackle him. Doctor Dillamond: Kick him in the shin. Fiyero: No! No to all of those! Just ask me to bend down!

[bunnysnuff]

In the light of you.

Pairing: Fiyero x f!reader.

Trigger warnings: emotional vulnerability, fear of being invisible, jealous and sibling rivalry, feelings of self doubt & unrequited love.

Request.

You sat at the window, staring out at the rolling hills of the Emerald City, the world outside seeming so distant, yet so close. Your fingers played with the delicate lace of your gown, as if the fabric could somehow distract you from the turmoil inside your chest.

You had always been in the shadow of your sister, Glinda, the brilliant, sparkling star of Oz. She was the one who always seemed to have everything—charisma, grace, and the admiration of everyone around her. Everyone adored her, especially him.

Fiyero.

You could still remember the first time you saw him. Tall, confident, with that carefree smirk that made your heart skip a beat. There was something about him—something that made your stomach flutter and your thoughts scatter every time he spoke.

And yet, despite the undeniable chemistry you felt every time your eyes met, you never let yourself hope. Not really. Because Glinda—your brilliant, beautiful, and always-perfect sister—liked him too.

You sighed, leaning your forehead against the cool glass. The soft murmur of voices from downstairs drifted up to you, and you could already imagine what was happening. Glinda was probably telling Fiyero about the latest gossip or planning their next grand adventure together. You knew how it went. She always got what she wanted.

Your heart tightened, and you hated how pathetic you felt. You weren’t like Glinda, and you knew it. You weren’t as charming or as quick-witted or as effortlessly adored. There was no way Fiyero would choose you over her. You had seen the way he looked at her, the way his eyes softened when she laughed. You had seen the way everyone gravitated toward her.

And yet, a small part of you—one that you tried so hard to silence—still dreamed of what it would be like if you weren’t just her shadow. What if Fiyero could see you, not as Glinda’s sister, but as you? As someone who could make him laugh, someone who could bring light into his world the way she did in hers.

But you shook your head, forcing those thoughts to the back of your mind. It was foolish to think that way. He was Glinda’s, and that was that.

A soft knock on your door startled you, pulling you from your thoughts. You straightened up quickly, smoothing your dress as you turned toward the entrance. The door creaked open, and there he stood—Fiyero, with that same mischievous grin that made your heart race.

"Hey, [Y/N]," he said, his voice warm and relaxed. "Glinda was looking for you. I told her I’d go find you, but I had to come see if you were avoiding me on purpose."

You blinked, surprised by his sudden appearance in your room. "Avoiding you?" You asked, trying to keep your voice steady. "I—no, I wasn’t avoiding you."

He chuckled, stepping inside the room and leaning against the doorframe. "I was beginning to think you might be. You know, Glinda's always telling me how you don't like to be around us when we get caught up in our little adventures.

The way he said “us” made your heart tighten. You knew exactly what he meant. The three of you—Glinda, Fiyero, and you—had spent countless hours together, but lately, you had found yourself pulling away, too aware of the growing tension inside you.

"I’m just not really much of a—" You broke off, not sure how to explain without sounding ridiculous. "I'm just tired, that's all.

Fiyero studied you for a moment, his gaze softening. "Are you sure? You don’t have to hide away, you know. I like having you around."

You froze, your heart stuttering in your chest. He likes having me around? The words replayed in your mind, like a melody you couldn’t quite grasp.

"I—" You began, but your voice faltered. "I just... I know Glinda really likes you, and I don't want to get in the way of that."

Fiyero's eyes softened, and for the first time, you saw a flicker of something in them—something different than what you had always seen when he looked at your sister. "You really think that?" he asked, his tone serious now.

You nodded, avoiding his gaze. "She always gets what she wants. And I don’t want to make things awkward between us."

Fiyero stepped closer, his hand gently lifting your chin so that you had no choice but to meet his gaze. There was a quiet intensity in his eyes that sent a shiver down your spine.

"[Y/N], Glinda is my friend, and I care about her. But that doesn’t mean I don’t care about you too. You’re not just Glinda’s sister. You’re your own person, and I—"

His words trailed off, and he looked at you with a mixture of determination and something softer, something gentler.

"You don’t have to hide from me," he said quietly, his voice low. "I’ve always noticed you, even if you didn’t think so."

Your breath caught in your throat, the weight of his words sinking in. He noticed you. He actually noticed you. The thought was almost too much to bear.

For a moment, everything was still. Your pulse raced, and the world outside your window felt like a distant memory, as if this moment was the only thing that mattered.

"I don't know what to say," you whispered, feeling vulnerable in a way you hadn’t expected.

"Then don’t say anything," Fiyero murmured, his hand gently brushing a strand of hair behind your ear. "Let me show you."

And with that, he leaned in slowly, his lips brushing yours in a kiss that was soft at first, hesitant, as if testing the waters. But when you didn’t pull away, when you let yourself melt into him, the kiss deepened, and you finally felt like you were standing in the light—your light, not Glinda’s.

When the kiss broke, Fiyero rested his forehead against yours, his breath warm on your skin. "You don’t have to be in her shadow, [Y/N]. You’ve always been enough.

You blinked up at him, a smile tugging at your lips. "I think I just needed to hear that."

"Well, I’ll say it as many times as you need.

And in that moment, you realized that maybe, just maybe, you had always been worthy of the same kind of love everyone else had always received. You just needed to let yourself believe it.

Fiyero smiled, brushing his thumb across your cheek. "So, how about we make our own adventure now?"

You laughed softly, the weight on your chest lifting as you nodded, feeling lighter than you had in so long.

"That sounds perfect."

[something-nunholy]

So, like, have we considered that Elphaba is half munchkin?? Have we considered short Munchkin Elphaba who’s only a little taller than Boq?? Have we considered Glinda telling people ‘Oh yeah, she’s only defying gravity because she likes to be tall’?? Elphaba standing on boxes and sitting on tables to look into her pretty roommates eyes glare at her roommate with loathing???

This has been a PSA.

[liv0]

So, the first part of One short day is just Elphie and Glinda deciding to get an apartment together in emerald city, right?

Elphie: There are buildings tall as Quoxwood trees

Glinda: Dress salons

Elphie: And libraries

Glinda: Palaces

Elphie: Museums

Elphie & Glinda: A hundred strong

There are wonders like I've never seen

Glinda: It's all grand

Elphie: And it's all green

Elphie & Glinda: I think we've found the place where we belong

I wanna be in this hoi polloi

Elphie: So I'll be back for good someday

Glinda: To make my life and make my way

Right??

[celebtf]

FIYERO AND THE WIZARD ( SCRAPPED BOQ VERSION )

The air in Oz had shifted the moment Fiyero arrived. His effortless charm turned heads, and his dazzling smile seemed to brighten even the dreariest corners of the land. Among those captivated was Glinda, whose laughter now rang louder in Fiyero’s presence than it ever had around Boq.

Boq, the loyal Munchkin, felt the sting of jealousy. He had long admired Glinda, dreamed of being the one to win her heart. But how could he compete with someone like Fiyero? Fiyero was everything Boq wasn’t—tall, confident, and dazzling. What burned most was that Fiyero treated him kindly, like an equal. It was almost unbearable.

Boq’s desperation grew with every passing day. He had to do something.

That’s when he remembered the Wizard.

The Emerald City shimmered in the distance, its towering spires a beacon of power and possibility. Boq entered the Wizard’s grand chamber, trembling as he explained his plight. The Wizard, with his ever-present smile and calculating gaze, listened intently.

“You have such a pure heart, Boq,” the Wizard said, his tone dripping with mock sincerity. “But I see the fire of ambition in you. It’s admirable. I can help you, but there’s a catch. You must bring Fiyero here. Together.”

Boq hesitated but only for a moment. The plan was already forming in his mind.

Back in Oz, Boq crafted a forged invitation from the Wizard himself, writing in elaborate, elegant script:

"To the noble and dashing Fiyero: I, the Wizard, humbly request your presence in the Emerald City. You may bring a companion of your choosing. I look forward to meeting you and discussing matters of great importance."

When Boq presented it to Fiyero, his face lit up. “You’d come with me?” Fiyero asked.

“Of course,” Boq replied, masking his nervousness with a smile.

The two journeyed to the Emerald City together, Fiyero marveling at its grandeur while Boq’s mind raced with anticipation.

The Wizard greeted them with his signature grin, his arms wide as though welcoming old friends. “Ah, Fiyero! A pleasure to finally meet you.” He turned to Boq, winking subtly.

Before Fiyero could respond, a figure emerged from the shadows. Chesery, the Wizard’s loyal partner, was silent but swift. Before Fiyero realized what was happening, he was bound tightly in enchanted ropes.

“What is this?!” Fiyero exclaimed, his voice tinged with confusion and betrayal.

Boq stepped back, unsure of what to do. The Wizard laughed, his voice echoing ominously. “You’ll see soon enough, my boy. Let’s begin, shall we?”

The Wizard opened the Grimmerie, the ancient spellbook, its pages glowing with an eerie green light. Chanting in a language Boq couldn’t understand, he directed his energy at the trembling Munchkin.

A surge of power overtook Boq. He felt his body stretching, his muscles growing. His ginger hair darkened to a rich brown, streaked with gold, and grew longer. His face sharpened, stubble appearing on his chin. His Munchkin clothes morphed into royal blue and gold, perfectly tailored to his new, athletic frame.

Boq gasped as he looked down at his hands. They weren’t his hands. They were Fiyero’s.

Boq turned to Fiyero, his lips curling into a triumphant, wicked grin. He took a step forward, the sound of his boots echoing in the chamber. The sensation of power and perfection coursing through his veins was like nothing he’d ever felt. He couldn’t help but roll his shoulders, letting his newly broadened frame stretch under the finely tailored fabric of his royal blue jacket.

“Oh, Fiyero,” he began, his voice now rich, smooth, and dripping with mockery. The deep timbre—the voice Fiyero himself had used to charm everyone around him—felt intoxicating as it rolled off Boq’s tongue. He laughed, low and confident, his eyes locking on the bound and helpless prince. “You always had it all, didn’t you? The charm, the attention, the looks. You didn’t even have to try. Meanwhile, I stood in the background, invisible. But now...”

Boq paused, his hands moving to his chest, his fingers brushing over the firm ridges of his new pecs and abs. He gasped softly, almost overwhelmed by the sensation. “Now this,” he said, dragging his hands down slowly, deliberately, savoring every contour of his sculpted torso. “This is what it feels like to be... perfect.” He gave his abs a sharp slap, grinning as he watched the muscles ripple beneath his hand. “Solid as a rock. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of this.”

He turned to the mirror, his eyes lighting up as he caught sight of his reflection. His smirk widened, his hands running up to his shoulders, down his arms, and back to his chest. “And this build,” he mused, flexing his arms to watch his biceps swell against the sleeves of his jacket. “So strong, so powerful. No wonder everyone followed you without question. Just standing there, you command attention.”

Boq ran a hand through his hair, marveling at the soft, golden-brown strands that fell perfectly back into place. “And this hair,” he said, his tone almost reverent. “It’s ridiculous, isn’t it? Silky, thick, flawless. You could walk through a storm, and it would still look like this.” He laughed sharply, turning back to Fiyero. “No wonder Glinda’s eyes light up every time you’re near. With this hair and this face...”

He stepped closer to the mirror, leaning in to study his new jawline. His fingers brushed against the light stubble that now adorned his chin, and he couldn’t help but smirk. “This is incredible,” he muttered, testing out his new, dazzling smile. He tilted his head, flashing the grin at his reflection, watching as it lit up his entire face. “How could anyone resist this? No wonder you were the center of attention everywhere you went.”

Turning back to Fiyero, Boq’s grin took on a sharper edge. He ran his hands slowly down his torso again, stopping at his waist before letting them drift lower. “And this,” he said, giving his crotch a deliberate squeeze. He let out a soft, mocking chuckle, his eyes locking on Fiyero’s horrified expression. “You know, I always wondered why people whispered about you behind your back. Now I get it. You weren’t just handsome—you were blessed.”

He stepped closer to the bound prince, leaning down slightly to sneer in his face. “But you didn’t deserve it, did you? All this perfection, and you never really appreciated it. You just walked through life, taking it all for granted. Well, don’t worry, Fiyero. I’ll make sure this body gets the attention it deserves.”

Boq straightened, turning slightly to admire his reflection again. His hands moved to his backside, giving it an exaggerated pat. “And this!” he exclaimed, laughing as he gave it a firm squeeze. “This is just... absurd. How did you even walk around without everyone stopping to stare? Honestly, Fiyero, it’s a little unfair to the rest of us. But now... it’s mine.”

Fiyero’s face burned with a mixture of fury and humiliation. “Boq, stop this! This isn’t who you are!”

“Oh, but it is,” Boq shot back, his tone venomous and full of delight. “Maybe this is who I’ve been all along, Fiyero. Waiting, watching, knowing I’d never measure up—until now. Now I don’t just measure up; I surpass you. I’m stronger, better, perfect.”

He leaned in even closer, his lips curling into a smirk as he stared into Fiyero’s betrayed eyes. “But don’t worry,” Boq whispered, his tone mockingly sweet. “You won’t be forgotten. In fact...” He paused, his grin widening. “I think I’ll give you a proper goodbye.”

Before Fiyero could react, Boq leaned in and pressed his new lips against Fiyero’s in a mocking, exaggerated kiss. It wasn’t an act of affection; it was a final, cruel taunt. When Boq pulled back, his smirk was wider than ever, and Fiyero’s face twisted in stunned disgust.

“Goodbye, Fiyero,” Boq said, his voice dripping with mockery. “Enjoy obscurity while I enjoy... this.”

The Wizard’s laughter filled the chamber, a booming symphony of malice. Chesery stepped forward, dragging the real Fiyero away as he struggled futilely against his bonds. His protests faded into the shadows as Boq turned back to the mirror, his hands moving over his new body one last time, reveling in every inch of his stolen perfection.

“Yes,” he said softly, his voice brimming with confidence and delight. “This is who I was meant to be.”

The Wizard clapped a hand on Boq’s shoulder, his grin wide and approving. “You’re perfect, my boy. The new Fiyero is ready.”

Boq adjusted the collar of his jacket, flashed one last dazzling smile at his reflection, and turned to the Wizard. “Let’s get started.”

Hii I'm posting an Extra story, this is a scrapped Version of the " Fiyero And The Wizard " story that I didn’t post for alot of reasons, but I still liked it, so here you go, there's even a THIRD scrapped Version coming to patreon tomorrow!!

[pressuredrightnow]

ive always liked that elphaba was taller than glinda for reasons that its the obc height and the og in the book iirc and the image of this small bean fuming and trying to knock the tall bean a peg. but theres an added kick when glinda is taller than elphaba cause when elphaba is ready to throw hands i imagine glinda just carrying her out like a sack of potatoes under her arm.

[simsimmercc]

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[gelphiegifs]

Gelphie Femslash February Day 7: Height Difference aka tall!Glinda compilation pt. 2

[yeetfanficccc]

No-one mourns the Wicked Boq x Reader

Summery- (Y/N), Boq, Glinda, Fiyero, Elphaba, and Nessa Rose were all one big friend group at Shiz. After the events of act 1, Elphaba is gone, Glinda/Fiyero heartbroken, and Nessa is reeling with the death of her father. Boq and (Y/N) are all who remain at the solum Shiz. 

Nessa doesn’t like Boq and Boq doesn’t like Glinda because plot connivence. Also, Fiyero is just friends with Glinda because I want LESBIANS

Reader is gender neutral, Elphie X Glinda referenced in passing as canon

NOT PROOFREAD (PREPARE FOR TYPOS)

TW-characters going through feelings of abandonment, a bit of a sad tone compared to my other stuff, characters believe Wizard’s propaganda about Elphie 

Elphaba was gone.  She was really gone. 

The news reached Shiz like a firework, within moments the whole campus turned against the so-called Wicked Witch of the West. 

“I knew she was evil the whole time!”

“To think, Glinda trusted her….”

“Looks like we were right before the Oz dust! She’s a monster”

The words circled my brain plucking at what was left of my sanity. I was her friend. We were all her friend.  How could I have not known the truth? She was evil- wicked. The word rang in my head. Wicked. Wicked. Wicked. That was the truth. Madame Morrible and the Wizard himself said so. I traced my hand against the grass I sat in. Elphaba had first shown me this spot. A rare calm in the chaos of Shiz. Wicked, to be born vile and without remorse. 

I covered my face, the memories haunting me. 

We would sneak around Shiz and laugh in the library. Dr Dillamond would always tell us to be quiet, well Fiyero mostly, and we would apologize on his behalf. He would say how rare it is to have such good friends; how grateful we should be. Oz, I didn’t listen. Then, he was gone. That was the first warning. Still, we all celebrated when Elphie got the note from the wizard telling her to go to the famous Emerald City. We hugged and cheered until our throats burned. It had taken a while, but I felt like I belonged, like we all belonged. I was happy- was it really all a lie?

“(Y/N)”

I turned around. Boq stood with an awkward tilt and sheepish grin.  I tried to match it the best I could. 

“I don’t see you out here much Boq.”

“I was looking for you,” he admitted, “you’ve made yourself very hard to find lately.”

“Have I?” I chuckled dryly,” It looks like we’re the only ones left.” 

“You don’t think they’re coming back?” his eyes grew. 

“Well, Elphie isn’t that’s for sure…” I laughed, “I can’t see Fiyero coming back here after running off. Nessa has the stuff with her father and Glinda- “

It had been mere weeks before Glinda nervously confessed to me at a sleepover of her feelings for the green girl. She was jumping up and down, kicking her feet, singing the praises of her newfound muse. Life was so much lighter, free. Oz, what I would give to go back. “-Glinda won’t return without Elphie.”

“You haven’t been sleeping well, have you?” he reached for my cheek before blushing and forcing his hand away. 

He sat next to me. Around us the tall, yellow grasses swaying in the wind. It was peaceful, nearly lovely. 

“I’m fine.” It was a lie; we both knew it. 

“And you’ve been avoiding me,” he sighed, “though I can’t blame you.”

“I’m sorry. It’s not you, really, it’s everyone except you. I just don’t have any social battery right now, so I’ve been avoiding everyone. I’ve missed you, a lot.”

That was true. Even before this all, Boq was the one person, even out of all our friends, I felt safest around. He was awkward and charming, with an adorable smile. I had a crush on him for a while that I was way too nervous to address so I did nothing. Except now we were both stuck together in this mess.

“I understand.”

Of course he understands, he is the only other person who was left behind. And by avoiding everyone I basically abandoned him too. My mouth filled with bitter acid. I snapped, 

“I’m so sorry. I’m sorry. I just miss everyone and you’re here still and I’ve been a terrible friend.”

“No, no no…” he panicked, “I don’t think that at all.”

“You’ve heard what they’re saying about her. I can’t listen. It makes me sick. But they’re right… it’s just I don’t- “I leaned into his chest, he tensed turning a bit red, “I don’t know what to think”

I was sobbing and didn’t know how I was going to stop the tears from coming.

“Cry all you want. I’m here. I’m always here for you.”

“Thank you…”

“When I walk around,” he spoke, with me still sobbing into his sweater, “people look at me strange because they know I was friends with her. Have you experienced that too?”

“Sort of, but I made you bear the brunt of this because I’ve been hiding so much.”

“I just- Elphie was so kind. I don’t understand how we could have never noticed.”

“She must have been a great liar,” I guessed.

“(Y/N). This is going to be hard. If they really aren’t coming back. But- “

I looked up, Boq very red and sweating? 

“Are you ok? Do you feel sick?”

“WE MAKE A GREAT TEAM!” he yelped, “And- and we can do this together!”

“Yeah!” I cheered.

“(Y/N) this is terrible timing but- I like you like in a romantic way, and I didn’t want to say anything because I didn’t want to make things awkward in the friend group. But now apparently one of my closet friendships was a lie and my other friends are gone and you’re here and you’re incredible, but I can’t go on without telling you! And I’m so sorry for ruining things more than they already are!”

“You- like me?” I stammered.

“A lot.” He nodded fervently. 

“I like you too. A lot.” 

“OZ, WHY COULDN’T WE DO THIS WHEN EVERYTHING WAS CHILL!”

“I DON’T KNOW!” I matched his chaos laughing until I was laying down, “WE JUST HATE HAVING STABLE RELATIONSHIPS!”

“I GUESS SO!” he cackled laying with me, “if we do this, be together, it isn’t going to be easy.”

“I know. I don’t think anything is easy now.”

“Are you ok with that? If you just need a stable friendship right now, I understand.”

“No. Our whole lives have been turned on their heads. We deserve to find a little happiness Boq.”

“You do make me so happy…” 

[orkbutch]

ok ok, i know this isnt a wicked blog but its time for me to say my thoughts on the Wicked movie trailer.

I'm not stoked. I'm not much of a musical version lover already, but two things really rubbed me wrong, and I believe they apply to the musical as much as the book in their importance within the Themes.

Elphaba being played by Erivo and being black is cool. Erivo is a great singer, and her hair looks sick, and Elphie's hair is important. However, that casting choice being combined with a white Fiyero (who is Not White in the book, and very much experiences colonialist racism) and with no prosthetic effort to make Elphaba Not Beautiful (which is a Significant Element of Her Experience And Character), spoils any truly transgressive or progressive bite to that casting decision.

The only of the core mains thats not white is the character that is green. Interesting. The character who is extremely belittled for her appearance because she has a deformity, and because she's unattractive by conventional standards (esp because of her hawkish nose and strong chin), is a beautiful woman. Interesting!

Something about this just rubs me wrong. I think the musical has always made me skeptical in this area because its core adaption decisions were always bent toward stripping Wicked of much of its commentary on racism. In the book Fiyero is Vinkan, clearly coded Native American, and Winkie is a slur. They made the slur the name for the Vinkans in the musical. If I recall correctly, Quadlings aren't even mentioned in the musical. But Fiyero in the musical... I don't even know Why they keep him being a foriegn prince because he isnt written like hes foriegn from Gillikin at all. His ethnicity seems totally flattened, a slur that indicates no cultural or experiencial distinction from Gillikin.

I think that may have happened because Animals were already considered an allegory for racism, and they wanted to make that allegory cleaner and easier to condense into a musical plot. Thats my theory. However, that is a misreading. The Animals are not a perfectly singular allegory, and I think you could argue several inspirations, but the most apt interpretation for sure is that the Animals are an allegory for people with disabilities and neurodivergence, as Elphaba's experience is.

The Animals are not merely culturally different or isolated. They are not falsely believed to be different from the Gillikins or the Munchkinlanders or Vinkans. They ARE different, not because they aren't people but because their basic needs are different, and are not adapted to by society. They have hooves, and different skeletons, and different senses, and different mouths that can't necessarily make the kind of speech humans use.

This is important because Elphaba uniquely relates to the Animals, and its because Elphaba has a deformity and is super autistic. This is the other thing that always rubbed me wrong about the musical: it always implied that the only thing that made Elphaba "ugly" to people was her green skin. Thats... weak shit!!! In the book, Elphaba is Not beautiful. She is hatchet faced. She is tall and androgynous and looks weird. And this is IMPORTANT, because it makes Elphaba a genuinely transgressive character!! Her experience is layered! She is green but also breaks gender rules, is awkward, is self hating, is rude, ect. ect. It strengthens her empathy she feels toward Animals, because she feels so othered from society that she feels non-human, alienated.

The book also handles Elphaba's attractiveness much better; it does a great job of depicting someone who is not beautiful but is nevertheless Hot, which Elphaba is. When Glinda looks at her for the first time and thinks that shes beautiful, she is not looking past Elphaba's skin and she does no make over. She puts Elphaba in an orange hat as a joke, and sees how it matches her skin and suits her, and it makes Glinda realise that the green of Elphaba's skin can be beautiful to her. And that changes how Glinda sees Elphaba; Elphaba does not change.

okay im just complaining about the musical now. But idk, I wish that they'd used this opportunity to do better by Fiyero, make the themes a bit better... and just... put some light prosthetics on Erivo. Just make her look a little uglier! A little more hatchety. Its not like it'd be out of place, Ariana Grande as Glinda looks spooky as fuck. Why does she look like that. I like it bc I like Glinda looking intense and spooky but it IS weird

[bratmobiler]

i am the president of freakishly tall elphaba x comedically short glinda nation

[doughyk]

ᡣ𐭩 RUN YOUR MOUTH ᡣ𐭩

007. What is this feeling (half written)

“DEAR GLINDA, YOU ARE JUST TOO GOOD” slapping your hand on your friend’s mouth, ningning to shut her up.

“ Ning I beg you to shut up, we just watched the movie yesterday please girl” Yves speaks, reaching her hand to turn the music down.

“ don’t try me, I will turn you into one of those flying monkeys” ning retaliates, giving her a nasty look

“ i forget Giselle lives far as fuck oh my god, half my tank is gone” quickly looking at your phone to make sure you’re going in the right direction.

“ we forgot that her parents are the top doctors in the city and that her parents can afford to live in the kwangya area” Yves says with some envy in her voice.

“OHH to be a nepo baby” ning sighs as loud as she can.

“PERFECTTTTTT WE ARE HERE, seems like jin and hyeju are here as well” you say quickly turning off the car and getting out.

Yves quickly runs up to the front door and starts banging on the door like a mad man.

“ Jesus Christ, I saw you guys in the cameras, no need for all that” Giselle says opening her front doors.

“ I feel like I haven’t seen you guys in forever” hyunjin says poking out from the back.

After talking and catching up, you and your friends decided to go immediately to your work place, the DREAMIE cafe. Walking through the doors, you immediately lock eyes with chenle; quickly looking away and searching for sion, who promised free drinks.

“ Y/N” you hear your name being called out , searching for the voice; you notice sion. Immediately walking over to him, you couldn’t help but notice chenle giving you an odd look.

“ so like can we get anything for free sir?” hyunjin says looking directly at sion, kinda creeping him out.

“Um anything you guys want from the menu” sion clears his throat.

As sion is taking you and your friends drink orders and passing the labels to chenle, you hear chenle murmur something that only you and sion could hear.

“ you guys know that renjun hates when we give out free drinks. I have to tell him” chenle says looking directly at the both of you

“ why would you tell him? I never told on you when you give SIX free drinks to your friends. Everytime they come in, they don’t pay” you say confidently while having eye contact with the boy.

Chenle slowly turns away and continues making the drinks. Sion pulls you aside to quickly talk to you.

“He’s been like that since I told him you guys were coming for drinks. He’s been having a strong tone with me ever since then, i don’t know what’s up his ass” sion huffs

“ that’s just how he is, that’s why I ask renjun to switch me shifts. Lucky me because now I have a new best friend” you say while nudging the tall boys shoulder, causing him to lightly blush and chuckle.

“goodness gracious get a room, here’s your drink y/n. Chenle didn’t even bother calling our names my god” ningning says with an annoyed look.

“Okay well bye sion. I’ll see you tomorrow then, enjoy the rest of your shift with grumpy pants over there” you lightly laugh stealing a look at chenle.

Without a response, sion pulls you into a tight hug and farewells you a goodbye with a smile on his face.

Waving bye to both of the boys, hoping a wave back from chenle but only receiving an unhappy glare.

𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙫𝙞𝙤𝙪𝙨 𝙣𝙚𝙭𝙩

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authors note : had to make everything wicked, I’m obsessed with wicked IDGAF!! this chapter has been rotting in my notes, my skills flew out the window! But will post more before the semester is now over 🌚🙏🏼

I PROMISE TO ADD LINKS PLSS I KEEP FORGETTING