#fiyero looks so good in long hair

[raven-curls]

Stunning photos from Wicked in Sweden (and a Fiyero with long hair)

[reidmania]

wicked | spencer reid

summary; you and spencer go to see the wicked musical together

warnings; obviously not realistically time based, use ur imaginations!! fem reader, pure fluff i dont think theres any warnings tbh

an; yes this is the fic i started writing like a month ago after i saw wicked and there was a guy there that looked like spencer reid. it has just taken a really long time. i miss knock off spencer reid, he was so sexy, come back.

The bustling crowd was almost overwhelming, groups of people gathered around taking photos with the large signs at the entrance, others leant against walls conversing with one another, and a large group of people trying to get through the doors through the crowd.

Meanwhile, You were standing hand in hand with Spencer as you waited for the majority of people to find their way’s in before you even attempted manoeuvring your way around the flock of people. Your eyes danced over the girls who came dressed up in character, admiring their unwavering confidence as they laughed as posed with the sign.

“Should’ve wore green” Spencer mumbled in your ear as he leant down slightly, in order to ensure you heard him over the crowd of people. Really it wasn’t that loud — it was just a lot and you wouldn’t have been surprised if you had missed something he said prior because of your focus being drawn away.

A soft laugh left your lips as you turned your head to face him. The city lights danced over the side of his face as he looked down at you, a content grin on his face. His suit jacket laid on top of his vest, his tie tucked underneath.

Your free hand lifted towards his tie to gentle recenter it, “Your tie matches” You mumbled. He had wore a dark green tie and you had a dark green thin bow tied in the back of your hair. It was your subtle way of showing your support and contribution to the main colour of the musical.

He hummed, “Should’ve just committed completely” He expressed, tilting his head to the side as your hand fell away from his tie. Your eyes rolled playfully — He had mentioned a few times since the two of you got the tickets for the musical that you should go dressed up at the main characters, to which you entertained the idea for all of two minutes before laughing and shaking it off.

Neither of you really wanted the attention of the public like that.

“Should’ve” You said, sighing out dramatically even though you both knew you were just playing along with the idea. You had seen the musical before, while it was Spencer’s first time.

When he continued suggesting how you two should go as Glinda the good witch, and fiyero because they were together (Which he only knew because you had briefly summarised the plot when asking him to come see it with you) You had to just laugh and hold back spoiling the fact that it really didn’t work out for them.

Spencer just smiled as he leant down to place a soft kiss on the top of your head, the crowd was dwindling out now, the two of you taking it as your opportunity to get through the doors and into the theatre. His hand stayed tightly wrapped around yours as you got your tickets scanned and entered.

Your eyes danced over the beauty of the inside, the large staircases and the warm lighting along with the historical indenting in the walls and ceilings around the large chandelier. Spencer was already moving towards the staircases quickly.

You followed — without much of a choice since your hands were interlaced tightly and you were basically being dragged anyways. His hands danced over the tickets the minute you two walked through the correct doors for the dress circle.

He placed another gentle kiss on the top of your head as he scanned for where your seats were. You squeezed his hand softly as he began walking towards them the minute his eyes laid on where your seats were. If anything you’d think he was more excited than you were.

“It gets pretty loud” You said softly once the two of you found your seats, you shuffled comfortably in the seat next to him as your eyes danced over the stage set up, you turned your head to Spencer with a soft smile on your lips.

“Yeah?” He asked, appreciative of your warning, his head turned to look at you, his eyes dancing over your face. You remembered when you last saw it, despite it being an amazing experience you left with a slight headache because of how loud it got.

You nodded, squeezing his hand that was still holding yours once more, leaning back in your chair as you got comfortable. Your eyes turned to admire the set again before turning your head back to Spencer.

“Im excited” You said, a wide smile on your face that was instantly reciprocated by the man staring down at you, his eyes full of love and admiration as they studied your every feature.

“Yeah? Me too.” He said honestly, leaning his head down to place a gentle kiss on your lips. You smiled as you let your body relax, relishing in the softness of his touch.

The lights dimmed and the stage lit moments later, your hand stayed interlocked with Spencer throughout, your finger tapping against the back of his hand in beat of the songs that played, which would make him smile and squeeze your hand softly.

You couldn’t help the way every time you found something funny you would turn to look at Spencer to see if he was smiling or laughing like you were. He muttered his small opinions of different scenes in your ear every now and then, making a comment on how they were factually inaccurate to which you would just give him a knowing look — which would make him smile and shake his head, returning his gaze to the set.

When popular began playing, you leant in closer to Spencer, whispering the lyrics softly while moving your head. His gaze was torn from the set anytime you got closer, he watched you with an amused grin and a soft raise of his eyebrow.

When it got to the intermission, you were unworldly glad. After spending the last— nearly two hours sitting in the same position your body ached to just move around.

“Are you liking it?” You ask when the lights came back up. People around you began moving to go to the bathroom — get new drinks, or just go for a walk. Some stayed where they were in their seats but you were already moving to stand.

Spencer followed, standing up after you, his hands instinctively coming to rest on your hips as he lead you in front of him, towards the end of the seats. “Yeah, I am. Are you? Is it as good as you remember?” He asks softly, when the two of you finally get to the end, walking up the stairs before down the next ones, leaving the dress circle.

“Yes, Better even. It’s funnier” You mumble out softly as your body felt relieved from the movement in your legs.

He smiled, looking around at the long lines for people waiting to go to the bathroom. You were both glad that neither of you needed to go. Instead, you leant against the wall, Spencer’s arms wrapped around your waist, head leant down to nuzzle into your neck as your arms wrapped around his.

You stayed like that for a while, just relishing in the comfort of one another. It was like the chaos surrounding you didn’t exist as it all drowned out into faint background noise, the only thing taking your focus was Spencer’s scent consuming your senses.

When the intermission was over, you and Spencer found your way back to your seats, his hand stayed interlocked with yours throughout the entirety of the show. anytime the music got a little bit too loud you would give his hand a soft squeeze supportively, knowing his lack of love for the loud volume.

In response he would lean down and press a gentle reassuring kiss to the side of your head, both letting you know he was okay, and showing his appreciation for your care and knowledge of the little things about him.

Spencer was never the biggest fan of musicals before, but here with you?

Well that was something he could get used to.

[bunnysnuff]

A brothers advice.

Pairing: Elphaba Thropp x reader, sibling!Fiyero Tiggular x sibling!reader.

Trigger warnings; none.

Requests.

Fiyero had always been protective of his younger sister, but lately, he'd noticed something that made him smirk with amusement. You were always sneaking glances at Elphaba, your eyes lingering on her whenever she wasn't looking. Fiyero, being the observant older brother, was quick to pick up on your quiet crush. But rather than tease you directly, he decided to step in—with his own brand of help.

One evening, as the two of you walked through the halls of Shiz University, Fiyero leaned in with that devil-may-care grin of his. "So," he started, his voice low and teasing, "I’ve noticed something interesting."

You raised an eyebrow, trying to keep your composure. "What do you mean?"

He grinned wider, clearly enjoying himself. "You like Elphaba, don’t you?"

You froze for a second, embarrassed, but then you just shrugged. "Maybe," you admitted, unable to deny it. "She’s smart, kind, and..." You trailed off, feeling like a schoolgirl caught with a crush.

Fiyero chuckled, clearly amused by your bashfulness. "Well, lucky for you, I happen to know a thing or two about getting someone's attention."

"What, like teaching me how to play tricks and impress people with my dazzling personality?" you asked, half-joking.

He winked. "Exactly. Flirting 101, taught by none other than your big brother."

You laughed, rolling your eyes. "I’m not sure if I should take that seriously. You and your 'charming' ways."

But despite your skepticism, Fiyero launched into his version of flirting advice—much of it ridiculous, but entertaining nonetheless. He had you practicing how to toss your hair just so, how to make a mysterious entrance, how to speak in a tone that conveyed both confidence and intrigue. Every time Elphaba was near, Fiyero would whisper, "Show her what you’ve got," his voice both teasing and oddly supportive.

You tried, not expecting much. But when Elphaba looked your way, a glint of curiosity in her eyes, your heart fluttered. Fiyero caught that look on your face, satisfied with the effect. "See? Told you. You’ve got this."

But the more time you spent with Elphaba, the more you realized that what Fiyero had been teaching you wasn’t what was needed at all. It wasn’t about playing games or acting coy; it was about being honest. You saw Elphaba for who she really was—the fiery, passionate, complicated person who wasn’t interested in pretending. And you were no longer interested in pretending either.

One day, after another round of Fiyero's antics, you found yourself alone with Elphaba in the courtyard. No flirting tricks, no overthought gestures—just you and her, speaking openly.

"Fiyero’s been teaching me how to flirt," you said with a laugh, shrugging at how absurd it sounded. "But I think I’ve been going about this all wrong."

Elphaba tilted her head in curiosity, her lips curving into a soft smile. "Oh really? And what exactly have you been doing wrong?"

You took a deep breath, deciding to abandon all the tricks and just be yourself. "I guess... I’ve been trying to get your attention in all the wrong ways. What I really want to say is that I like you, Elphaba. I’ve liked you for a while."

There was a long pause, and your heart raced. You half-expected her to laugh or turn away, but instead, Elphaba took a step closer, her eyes searching yours. "I’m glad you said that," she said quietly, her voice soft. "Because I’ve been feeling the same way."

Suddenly, it all clicked. The charm wasn’t in Fiyero’s advice—it was in being genuine. And as Elphaba took your hand, you realized that maybe your brother's ridiculous flirting lessons had led to something even more precious: a chance to be honest with the person you cared about.

The next time you saw Fiyero, he caught your smile and raised an eyebrow. "So? How did it go?"

You grinned at him, feeling both amused and a little exasperated. "You know, you might be good at making people laugh, but I think I figured it out without your so-called 'charming' tips."

Fiyero chuckled, pride in his eyes. "Well, whatever works. I’m just glad it all worked out."

And just like that, the brother who had once teased you about your crush had become the one to nudge you toward the love you’d both been waiting for. You, Elphaba, and Fiyero—three unlikely people, brought together in the most unexpected of ways.

[dayas]

Prompt 27: "I’m pregnant." Fiyeraba

Maybe post-canon where either Elphaba got pregnant during ALAYM or after she transforms him back into a human 🤔

Anon! Oh my goodness, this is so scandalocious!

Let me see what I can do 🙏🏽

Drabble Prompts

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She remembered it all. She remembered his hands roaming over her, pulling her closer against his bare body. Her name falling from his lips like a star in the sky, over and over. His name leaving hers in higher pitches, her nails digging into his back. She remembered thinking that nothing else mattered, as long as she was his and he was hers. For one single night, she was reckless.

For one single night, she was wicked.

It was a mistake she shouldn’t have repeated.

After she managed to return Fiyero to his original form, Elphaba was overcome. They spent another night together, entangled, so close she was certain to part with him would mean death for them both.

A few weeks later, she was spilling the contents of her breakfast out onto the ground, pure fear coursing through her veins. She’d never been prone to vomiting, even as a child, even under cases of extreme duress or sadness. She wracked her brain, trying to think of what could have possibly brought this on. It hit her a moment later, and her hands flew to her stomach. She calculated, considering the timing, the lack of a particular covering or separation, and the fact that she had never expelled her favorite breakfast before.

Great Oz.

How was she supposed to tell him? They were in no way prepared to be parents, she couldn’t fathom having a child now. Not when there was still so much to be done in Oz.

She had considered it once, briefly, what a family of her own would look like. Someone little, half of her and half of him. The wanting had burned through her so fiercely that she’d buried it under every single emotion she had. One day, perhaps. But not like this.

Elphaba set off, finding Fiyero in their room.

“I need to tell you something.”

Immediately, he stopped what he was doing.

“What is it?” Fiyero said softly, approaching her. Elphaba claimed his hand, threading her fingers through his. She gave it a single, hard squeeze.

“You know you can tell me anything, right?”

Fiyero’s murmur was accompanied by his free hand cupping her cheek. Elphaba closed her eyes, sighing, “I know.”

She took the hand that was holding his, pressed it gently against her stomach, and told him.

“I’m pregnant.”

She opened her eyes after, watching Fiyero’s face shift as he processed the news. He was quiet for a few seconds. Then, he brought her hand up to his lips and kissed it.

“What do you want to do?”

She leaned her head into his chest, wrapping her arms tightly around his middle. He held her, his cheek resting against the top of her head.

“I don’t know. I don’t think I want this right now. I do want a family with you, eventually, but I just don’t think that this is the right time.”

It hurt, as all things seemed too lately.

Fiyero took her face in his hands.

“We have time, Elphaba.”

“We do?”

Her voice cracked. He nodded.

“We do. So when we’re both ready for it, we can consider adding on to you and me. We should discuss it first, though, at length.”

“I completely agree.”

She leaned forward, kissing him quickly.

“When did you become so sensible?”

Fiyero smiled against her lips.

“I learned from studying you, of course.”

He dropped another kiss against her neck.

“You do realize this means we’ll have to be more careful.”

Elphaba’s chuckle was sharp — he’d startled it out of her. She exhaled, running her fingers through his hair to calm herself.

“I think we can manage that.”

[yeetfanficccc]

Love is for other people Boq Woodsman x reader oneshot Wicked musical

Concept- Shiz years AU(everyone is just vibing at Shiz and nothing goes wrong because I can’t emotionally do that right now) 

(Y/N) is one of Galinda’s friends trying to get her to admit her and Elphaba like eachother. Boq takes an interest in (Y/N) instead of Galinda. Nessa is just vibing and doesn’t like Boq because plot connivence. Fiyero is Fiyeroing in the background. I made up some fun Ozian words for Galinda to say! Not proofread, gender neutral reader

“So, you like her right?” 

“What!” Galinda gasped in her high-pitch tone clutching her chest, “I positively do not! That would be absurd, impossilosious even. We are just friends...” She spoke the last word in a breathy sigh, her long eyelashes fluttering. “Very good friends.” 

“Friends that stare at each other longingly from across the room?” Just that moment Galinda’s face snapped back to me from her not so obvious turn to Elphaba across the lunchroom during our conversation. ShenShen and Pfannee were eating near us and were only kind of aware of Galinda’s crush, so she leaned in further to me. 

“Hm.” She crossed her arms with a pout, “(Y/N) you’re too perceptive-its frustafacating!”

“You should tell her, really. From the way she looks at you, I think she might like you to.”

“Really?!” Galinda shot up from her seat eyes a blaze, “I mean… that would be nice.”

“I don’t know for sure of course. But you’ll never know if you don’t ask. Just think about it.”

“That’s the problem, I am very bad at thinkafacating when she’s around. My mind goes to mush. It’s very… very… oh I don’t know…”  

Galinda looked longingly at Elphaba on the other side of the cafeteria. 

Ever since the night at the OzDust, Galinda’s true view on Elphaba seemed to bubble to the surface. She pretended to hate her for so long that once they admitted they should at least be friends, all those deep-seated emotions were at a boiling point. For weeks now, (Y/N) watched as her most confident, cheery friend turned into a blushing idiot whenever a certain green witch was around. Really, it was adorable. 

In a way, I was a bit jealous. Sure, I’d had my fair share of crushes, but no one who made me feel like I was dancing on clouds high in the sky. So, I resigned myself to love from the sidelines. I supported my friends, kept my fancies to myself, and pretended it didn’t bother me. Love was for other people, not me. 

“Oh! Elphie is coming this way.” Galinda grinned, “how do I look?” 

“Beautiful as always. I’ll leave you to it.” I patted her on the back, “good luck.”

After a nod and signature toss-toss, Galinda shifted her focus from me entirely to Elphaba. I snuck away, smiling at seeing my friend so happy. My afternoon class wasn’t for another 20 minutes, so I decided to take a walk as a little treat. Shiz had breathtaking grounds, it was one of the main reasons I came here, I liked to take advantage of whenever able. 

“(Y/N)!” a familiar voice called waving his arms up and down. My soft smile grew.

Before, I knew it, Boq appeared at my side, “hey Boq!”

“Lovely day, isn’t it?” he said with a sheepish grin, “the clouds are umm… cloudy!”

“Boq, have you ever been in love?”

“What?” his face turned as red as his hair. 

“Sorry.” I laughed, “That was sudden of me. I just never have and was wondering what it felt like.”

“Oh.” A small disappoint fell over his face, “well I-I have.” 

“Really? How long did you date them?”

“Oh, we never dated. It’s just this person I really admire…they’re kind, smart, and endlessly breathtaking… they’re probably out of my league though.”

“Wait is this current? How come you never told me!” I grabbed my friend’s hands, and the poor boy looked like he was on the verge of passing out “sorry, sorry I got excited.”

“Don’t be sorry. You never need to apologize to me.” He said with sudden seriousness. It took me aback a bit, even making my cheeks heat up.

“Are you ever going to tell them? About how you feel?” 

“I want to. Even if it’s just so they could know how amazing they are. But it’s terrifying. I don’t want to mess anything up.”

“That’s really hard.” I directed us to a clearing and laid on the ground. Boq followed suit, our eyes to the bright blue overhead. The wind swept past us, and for a moment the rest of the world fell away. 

“That cloud,” he pointed, “what do you see?”

“A dog. No wait, a girl maybe.”

“I see a scarecrow….and next to him is a lion, with a man- but not a regular man he’s stiff- like he’s made of tin.” 

“How?” I teased shaking him, “how did you unlock such a clear vision? I just see clouds!”

“(Y/N), there’s something I really want to tell you but-“

“Well look at these two lovebirds!” 

I peeked up to see Fiyero, hands on hips, gazing down at us with his perfect face. 

“Hey Fiyero…” Boq sighed, “Wait. What did you call us?!”

“I was just going to my favorite slack off spot only to find it occupied by you two. So, naturally I assumed this was some kind of romantic tryst. And during the school day no less! I must say I’m rather impressed.”

“Move, we want to look at the clouds not you.” I sat up. Boq next to me was clearly a bit frustrated.

“You’d be the first.” Fiyero contested. I mean, he wasn’t wrong, “Well, if this isn’t a date then I guess I’m free to ask (Y/N) on one.”

“WHAT?” Boq and I said in unison. 

Fiyero was nice as a friend, but I would never want to be with someone like him. He just wasn’t serious about anything including me. I had no idea where this was coming from. 

“You, me. Tonight, at the Ozdust.” 

“Well I don’t know what to say really…” 

“Wait!” Boq said way louder than he intended to, based on the growing exasperation on his face. “I want to say something first. (Y/N), I don’t want to freak you out but the person I was talking about earlier was you.  We’ve been friends for a few months now and I always have so much fun when I’m with you. You make everyone around you happier and brighten their lives. I think you’re incredible- but I understand if you just want to be friends. All I want is for you to be happy.” 

“Boq,” I choked, “that was the sweetest thing I’ve ever heard. I would love to go on a date with you, to try things out.” 

“Please say I’m not dreaming.”

“You’re welcome.” Fiyero patted Boq’s head.

“Did-did you ask them out just because you knew I’d intervene?!” Boq stood up glaring at the prince.

“I like helping people. Besides it worked! Not that I wouldn’t want that date if this doesn’t work out…” Fiyero leaned down and kissed my hand, “but I want to see my friends happy.”

“We’re not friends.” Boq corrected. 

Fiyero sauntered off whistling and I was left picking up the pieces of what the hell just happened. 

“Did you really mean what you said?”

“Of course.” Boq blushed.

“Well Woodsman,” I kissed his cheek, “I’ll see you tonight, 7.” 

~ a month or so later

"And then Fiyero asked me out which lead Boq to finally confess!" I recounted my boyfriend Boq and I's coming together for the 100th time. I loved the story.

"Still, nothing is better than Galinda here stopping in the middle of her sentence to tell me that she dreams of me every night and just kept going like nothing happened." Elphaba laughed as her girlfriend lovingly pouted.

"I was covering my bases!" Galinda defended.

"All you had to do was ask and I would have done my Boq magic on you." Fiyero jumped in.

"I would have confessed on my own!" Boq tensed grabbing me tighter. My heart skipped a beat every time he got adorably defensive. Which around Fiyero, was a lot. "Eventually..."

"Please with my sister, it would have taken nothing. She would tell me about how frustratingly lovely Galinda was nearly everyday..." Nessa Rose giggled.

As I looked at my friends around me and my loving boyfriend at my side I sighed. My heart was bursting at the seams. Maybe love wasn't just for other people, maybe love could be found in the most unexpected places and people. Like a way too handsome munchkin boy who was brave enough to spill his guts to me after some clouds in the sky.

[musingsofad4ydreamer]

Quite Hours | Fiyero Tigelaar x Male Reader

Fandom: Wicked

Genre: Fluff

Pairing: Fiyero Tigelaar x Male Reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 710

~ Requests are open ~ Taglist is open

Prompt: 56) "I will love you forever and when 'forever' ends, I'll love you some more."

The library of Shiz University was always a sanctuary of quiet in the evening. The oddly comforting scent of old books mingled with the soft sounds of pages turning, the occasional pencil scratching against paper, and the glow of ambient lighting that struck the perfect balance between too dim and too bright. Tonight, the atmosphere felt especially conducive to studying, as you were the only person in the library.

You had settled into a steady rhythm of taking notes, your pencil moving in a gentle murmur across the pages of your notebook as your eyes flicked back and forth between your textbook and notes. Out of the corner of your eye, you noticed the library doors swing open. You didn’t give it much thought, as the library wouldn’t close for hours, but you made a mental note that you were no longer alone. What you failed to process, however, was the striking navy blue and gold outfit of the person who had entered—a look you would have recognized instantly had you glanced up.

“There’s my devilishly handsome boyfriend,” came a familiar, playful voice. Everything clicked the moment Fiyero spoke, and his arms slid around your shoulders.

“Hi, sweetheart,” you greeted, punctuating your words with a kiss on his cheek before turning your attention back to your notebook.

“And what would a pretty boy like you be doing in a library all alone at this hour?” Fiyero teased as he gently turned your head to face him and placed a short but loving kiss on your lips.

“Just finishing some notes for class,” you replied, a small smile tugging at your lips despite your attempt to focus. “I should be done in a few minutes.”

“Mm, but what if I can’t wait that long?” Fiyero pressed a few soft kisses along your jaw and neck, his head coming to rest playfully on your shoulder.

“Fiyero, I really have to get this done,” you said, though part of you wanted nothing more than to abandon your work and follow him wherever he wished to take you. Still, you forced yourself to remain focused—for now. “How about this: you head to your room, get comfortable, and I’ll come over as soon as I’m done. Sound good?”

“Hm, do you promise?” Fiyero’s lightheartedly pleading expression made your heart flutter as he cupped your face with one hand. He knew you’d come; he just wanted to hear you say it.

“I swear.” You smiled, tucking back a stray lock of his golden blonde hair.

“Alright, my love.” With a final kiss on your lips, Fiyero reluctantly left the library.

The moment he was gone, you sighed and shook your head, chuckling softly to yourself. You could still feel the warmth of his touch lingering on your skin. “That man has no idea how distracting he is,” you muttered under your breath, glancing at your notebook.

“Did you say something?” a voice suddenly chimed in. Fiyero had popped his head back through the doorway, a cheeky grin on his face.

“Fiyero, go!” you exclaimed, laughing.

“Alright, alright, I’m going!” he called out, disappearing again with a dramatic wave of his hand.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

When you finally finished your work for the night, you made good on your promise after a quick stop at your room to change. Almost as soon as you knocked on Fiyero’s door, he opened it and swept you into his arms, lifting you briefly off the floor.

“Did you miss me?” you teased, your tone laced with playful sarcasm.

Fiyero responded by wrapping his arms around your waist and capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. “Oh, very much so,” he murmured, his words accompanied by a small smile before he kissed you again.

The rest of the night was a perfect blend of joy and tenderness. Fiyero’s endless humor kept you laughing, and his steady stream of sweet nothings made your heart melt as you lay against his chest. His fingers traced gentle patterns on your bicep, his voice low and comforting.

“I will love you forever, darling. And when ‘forever’ ends, I will love you even more,” he whispered, his words sending warmth through your entire being as he kissed the crown of your head.

A perfect way to end the night.

~ End ~

[motor-city-selfryed]

WICKED .... THAT MOVIE. WAS SO LIFE CHANGING. THAT MOVIE WAS SO GOOD PLEASPLEPALSPELSPSLS this is ABSOLUTELY a yap session so if u dont wanna hear abt that then thats why theres a cut PLUS THERES INSANE SPOILERS SO and also dont mind me sounding like a newbie i watched the musical but i forgot everything so uhm....

THERES ALSO SOME ZARI LORE IN THIS YAP SO !!! long story short: 10/10 absolutely gorgeous and beautiful but some parts did disturb me a little :-)

so i wanted to go see this SO BAD because i actually watched the musical thru slime tutorials because my uncle (not biologically, hes a meteorologist that works at the job i intern at and the job my dad works at as a director) requested it because he ALWAYS plays defying gravity everytime im there and i was like omg this shit is SO GOOd when the movie comes out ill be the first one there

and i was *PRIME EXAMPLE* 🗣️🗣️

this movie. oh my god. that was LIFECHANGING. i love how the story of wicked itself is just how to treat others the way u wanna be treated okay like its not that hard i fear...my mum said that she liked this movie mostly because of the indirect reference to how real life is with black women and girls who had to deal with what elphaba went thru and how just your skin colour can change everyone's perspective on you and my mum was so true for that 😕

but anyway, aside from that, that movie was LESBIAN. SO SO SOS OS SO SO SO SO HOMOSEXUAL I WAS ROLLING MY EYES THE ENTIRE MOVIE LIKE BITCH IF YALL DONT KISS ALREADY LITERALLY WAS RIPPING MY HAIR OUT ☹️☹️☹️ there was a scene where they both fell on glinda's bed together snd glinda was looking SO fondly at elphaba i thought they were abt to kiss PLUS THERE WAS A SCENE WHERE GLINDA GOT CLOSE TO ELPHABA'S FACE MEOWMEOWMEOWMO LESBIAN.

side note rq. fiyero MEOWWWW HMU BABYGIRL bro bro bro. hear me out PLEASE PLEASE he is SO FUCKING GORGEOUS the way him and glinda were like spinning around eachother omfg i turned to my mum so fast and said "GIRLLL 🤤🤤" like clean up on aisle my pants IM KIDDING

ANYWAY BACK TO THE MAIN PLOT, i love the little references to the wizard of oz! i never watched the og wizard of oz but i ALWAYS watched the wiz growing up (the one with diana ross as dorothy) and so omg!! there was a scene with a little lion that fiyero and elphaba saved from that fuckass history teacher (ill get to that soon) and i think that was the cowardly lion eeek ! plus there was a scene where glinda clicked her red heels together I FREAKED OUT plus they COLOURED THE YELLOW BRICK ROAD YELLOW WHATSYSGSHEH i just UGEHEG

now to the disturbing parts.... the animal cruelty in this movie did make my stomach turn a bit like im glad they touched on the fact that animals r treated so so so badly but damn that kinda made me sick

THE SINGING IN THIS MOVIE WAS SO FUCKING ON TOP I DONT WANNA HEAR IT. CYNTHIA AND ARIANA ATE TO THE SKIES BRO THEY LEFT NOT A SINGLE CRUMB IN SIGHT IF THEY DONT GET LIKE 5 GRAMMIES FROM THIS ILL KMS THE DEFYING GRAVITY PART. THE ICONIC AAUWYUAHAUAAAUAUHHHHHHH BRO. CYNTHIA LITERALLY DEVOURED I CANT EXPLAIN.

AND ALSO WHOEVER DID COSTUME DESIGNING BETTER GET 5 OSCARS THE ENTIRE MOVIE I WAS LIKE woauhhhh BC THE FITS R SO GORGEOUS? GLINDA HAD LIKE 500 OF THEM THE ENTIRE MOVIE THEYRE ALL SO GORG STOP.

anyway i think thats it for my yap....main points here is just that those two r fucking lesbians and ill die on this hill idc if its alone or with a community bc THEYRE GAY FOR EACHOTHER. until elphaba started singing abt fiyero bro get outta here.....

[polyarmy]

The Wicked mania bug bit me so hard i tore my place apart looking for the laptop I had during my last Wicked mania phase, when I had downloaded a bunch of boots. The laptop is in horrible condition - loose hinge, broken trackpad, sticky keyboard - and I'm really relieved that I'm taking these files off of it and making sure I save them for posterity.

I was appalled to find out that Past Me didn't label anything, and right now it seems I've definitely accidentally Lost Some Files. But if nothing else, I still have a recording of the cast I saw on Broadway that started everything for me: Julia, Kendra, and Sebastian you three still have my heart as my fave thropple. No one else has ever done it like them for me. Julia Murney always stands out for me as a 'witchy' Elphaba, one of the few Elphabas who actually has a facial profile similar to Margaret Hamilton and gave off strong vibes that 'oh yes I can really believe she grows into being the MGM witch'. I loved that Julia leaned into it too by often making her performance very snarky and cackly. Kendra is also such an adorably bouncy and giggly Glinda, it is impossible to stop myself from smiling during her Popular. Meanwhile Sebastian hands down is my favorite stage Fiyero not only because he's literally married to one of his Elphabas, but he also had hair long enough to actually do Glinda's 'toss toss' with his hair and he *would*, and I was so delighted by that. The three of them had so much good chemistry and are definitely a big part of why I'm such a huge Gliyeraba truther because I believed in how much they cared about each other.

I also still have a complete show with Alli Mauzey Glinda and I'm so grateful cuz she really was one of the great Glindas. Tons of spunk, and she was fondly remembered for being one of the crazier Glindas who made the audience burst into laughter. Arianna's movie Glinda isn't all that much like Alli's but I definitely think she drew some comedic inspiration from Alli (flopping on the bed to pout during Popular). She was also a fairly tall Glinda! I had forgotten that. It catches me off guard since Alli has such a sweet, doe-eyed face, but she makes so many of her Elphies look like angry little girls lol. Her Elphaba in this show was Donna Vivino and Donna is a fantastic Elphaba - very solid and one I would recommend people watch and listen to in the role. I have a near-complete show with Willemijn Verkaik as Elphaba which I'm grateful for. I'm missing the very end, but most of the show is there and at least there's that. I respect her immensely since she's played Elphaba in multiple languages and sounds great in every one. She also has a 'witchier' face profile and I consider her to be one of the greatest stage Elphabas of all time because of her history in the role. As an aside I love that she was also Elsa in Frozen, not only as her movie dub voice but *got to play her onstage* and that is amazing to me;

I am sadly missing a huge chunk of a show with Derrick Williams as Fiyero. He had a fantastic personality as Fiyero (which is saying something because very few Fiyeros stand out to me) and was always notable for being not only an early Fiyero, but a black Fiyero. I actually do have *most* of the show, but the biggest shame about this file is that it had Megan Hilty as Glinda and she was also famous for being a crazy Glinda. I wish I could have a full file with both of these actors.

if anyone wants to talk to me about favorite Wicked casts please message me I would love to

[practically-an-x-man]

Your OCs and their lives just got isekai'd into the Wizard of Oz. Whose parts do they all take over?

Oooh, alright! Very interesting! And for the record, I'm going to sort of combine the Wizard of Oz lore with Wicked lore, since I felt like Wicked really added more history and dimension to the characters (that will make it easier to fit my OCs into the story)

Rae: So, she's actually a very innately courageous person, almost to the point of being foolhardy... which means it could be very interesting to see her with her courage magically taken away, and her seeking to recover it. The Cowardly Lion.

Robin: The Tin Man. Much like Rae, it's more about what traits in her are already strong (in this case, her love and protectiveness for the people around her), and how it would be interesting to see her seek to recover that if it were taken away.

Katherine: I can't see her as anything but the Good Witch/Glinda, honestly. I mean, Glinda is a bit more vain than Katherine is, but if we go from the side of those deep platonic connections with her friends, not to mention her magic... I just don't know what other role she could possibly be!

Madison: Actually, I'm going to give her Dorothy. She's struggled with finding homes, and even ran away from her childhood home, so it would be fun to see how she copes with being thrown into a fantasy land and trying to find her way back to what's familiar. (Plus, that implies that Bravo would take the place of Toto, which is a very funny substitution considering Bravo is a 150lb wolfdog)

Jasper: The Wizard himself. I mean, putting up a front, promising grandeur in an effort to escape the vulnerability underneath... That got a little existential, but it works. Plus, he'd certainly look like the product of another world, with the punk look and dyed hair and all. The Munchkins would take one look and think for sure that he was some kind of otherworldly god XD

Ophelia: I'm going to give her the Wicked Witch. She's among my most morally grey characters, and could even have fun in a role like that. Plus, if we dig into Wicked lore and Elphaba a bit more, Ophelia has also had poor luck in love/community, and her story lines up a fair amount.

Quinn: Hm... Scarecrow. Again, I'm going a bit more off of Wicked than the original Wizard of Oz, particularly the scene where Fiyero is taken away and tortured because he wouldn't give Elphaba up. Quinn has done the same sort of thing, accepting pain and torture for the sake of love, and she does in fact get her long-awaited reunion at the end (much like Elphaba and Fiyero). Plus, it would give her a break from the joint pain for a while, and she'd appreciate that.

Kestrel: Chistery/one of the flying monkeys. No particular reason, they'd just have fun flying around and causing a bit of minor havoc

[frottica]

@priyero SENT ₊‧.°.⋆🫧•˚₊‧⋆. his knee nudges her own beneath the privacy of the desks - a gesture of conspiracy, comfort, and understanding above all else while attempting to listen to the professor's droning tones.

professor brindle is discussing some newly recovered sonnet from the early ozma period, and galinda can feel her mind starting to drift, when fiyero’s knee nudging against hers, warm and firm, jolts her. she casts him a long look, turning in her seat as subtly as she can manage. good gracious he is so very handsome. the temptation to MELT against him is a strong one, a swooning sigh caught in the back of her throat - but she had promised elphie that she would take notes from all their classes today. the poor thing was positively green ( well, greener ) around the gills when she left the room this morning, a lump of misery wrapped up in quilted blankets and that charmingly hideoceous froat. so she straightens her already perfectly straight posture, and tosses her hair back with a studious hum.

still…… it doesn’t hurt anyone if she nudges fiyero back for a brief clock tick, going further by letting the toe of her slipper trace the edge of his fine leather boot, the corner of her mouth curving up into a smile.

[mylittlegreenbook]

Raw Wicked thoughts

Hooves on the hoofy bit!

Of course the flying monkeys mourned. Strong Evita vibes. She even kinda looks like Madonna. Great use of the piano. “Uncanny”? Oh, she’s already a threat? That gives the governor some justification for bellowing "Take it away!" “even though they’re green”… You can cry with smoke in your eyes. It's a good excuse. That’s the note I used to hit, too… That shot hides her eyes, heresy! Okay, I get the runtime now. Legit thought she was Morrible “I don’t see colour” so you just see brown like that guy who missed the fact that Elphaba was green and thought the other characters were just racist because he was red/green colourblind and somehow missed the bit at the start where they said that she was green? Two Animals? “Whose invention is that, the Wizard’s? Even if it’s not, I’m sure he’d take credit for it.” just establishing a pattern of behaviour there with Morrible claiming Elphaba's magic as her own She does not look 18… but she is older than Nessa. Somewhat inconsistent with Galinda offering to de-greenify her and her turning the notion down to now be fantasising about it She’s holding back a lot vocally Don’t upset her, Galinda. Interesting that the broken glass is on Galinda’s side of the room Foreshadowing with staves! Calm, accused of anger. Realistic. Fiyero clearly in his 30s, but fun Also he’s been kicked out of multiple schools, so yeah, older even if not that much older Disrespect for academia, in line with fascistic politics With a popped foot Jazz - the Animals may entertain in the margins the Boq/Nessa moment is so sweet if you don’t know Flappers? We’ve all been there, tricked into being the unwitting entertainment for the bullies. Have we all been there? She’s not drunk. I guess the film is PG. A pal, a gal pal She did the Evita arms! And now it’s the flower from Fiyero, not just a random flower that Galinda happened to have in her hair. The Chenoweth is strong in this one She does, sadly, look her age The new professor looks like Shives’ Republican character and he sounds like a plantation owner. This bit could have been shorter. Cool use of the poppies though. Ooh one of those glass dip pens “Not That Girl” is disappointing Go on girl, give us nothing No emotion behind it at all, dead behind the eyes. Like she resents having to sing it. Royal? He’s set himself up as king? Holland coded countryside Is there a hierarchy of Animals, that some are freely out and about in the Emerald City? Or is it to set up their later absence? Chenoweth’s wand doesn’t work! Oh the easter egg! When I heard they had cameos, I didn't think that meant they had an entire new song. Grinned like a Chershire cat throughout it. Feels like a Disney Parks show, down to the tech used. The fountain looks like a nod to The Enchanted Tiki Room and projecting a face onto smoke is straight out of Pirates of the Caribbean. the foley is so distinctive The not-yet-flying monkeys give the impression of kneeling subserviently, even if that is just how their legs work. Yeah. This had to be two movies. I didn’t mean to startle you. This performance is for everyone else, everyone he views as inferior. EPCOT! It is based on the parks! They’ve made him Disney? Well, this is a Universal production… This frames Uncle Walt as a fascist. It also future-proofs the movie by resisting the low-hanging fruit of styling him after one of today's far right figureheads. Great way to hide a dance double while perfectly in character - hide him behind a curtain. What an incredible diss to Walt Disney. Shots fired. Heterochromia presumably so we can tell him apart from the other flying monkeys later Think of the children Georgiou makes an appearance. Convenient that there’s fuel. Hot air balloon - symbolic, but necessary? This whole song sequence is taking a very long time, and not necessarily to its benefit Oh great idea, walk out into the open where everyone can see you Plenty of handholds on the broom

I guess she accepts herself? Embarrassed to death.

[dancedespite]

@slashaer sent : 26. A kiss while one or both parties are crying ( for glinda )

she doesn't know what will happen and it frightens her more than anything ever has before. fiyero had helped her find her way back into the wizard's castle where glinda would surely be scrambling to piece together what mess the wizard had left behind. the so-called wicked witch has been– rather aptly, she supposes– lurking in the shadows, watching as the good witch speaks with attendants, members of the guard. she knows fiyero wasn't able to tell her he was all right. she knows that glinda must feel so utterly, achingly alone.

finally, when there is a moment of quiet, when glinda stands in solitude, a faraway look in her eyes that elphaba wants to wipe away for good– only then does she step into the light.

'glinda,' she says softly, her voice breaking before she can even think of trying to keep her composure.

the click of heels echo against imposing green walls as she runs to her– the girl she loves, the girl she has loved so long. the embrace is crushing as she weeps, as they both do. she leans to rest her forehead against glinda's, taking a moment to breathe, to gaze into brown eyes. only then does she lean in for a kiss– a gentle thing that grows desperate as she sweeps her fingers into blonde hair, pulling close the love that she almost lost.

[helleanorlance]

Other thoughts from Wicked:

Overall I thought it was good and fun. Sets were the best part of the movie. Absolutely stunning, and used really well.

I don’t think you could have fit the whole musical into one movie, but they could have shaved 20-30 minutes from part 1. It did not need to be that long.

I didn’t care for the choreography. It felt weird.

I found SpongeBob distracting. I literally could not stop thinking about how he was SpongeBob. He also made me viscerally uncomfortable jn a way that I cannot put my finger on. And tbf, that character always kind of does that, but this was particularly bad.

Galinda’s character needed more at the end. I felt like her decision was made too quickly and it needed to go deeper. This was part a performance issue and part a writing/directing issue.

Loved Elpheba’s hair. Whoever was in charge of that deserves an Oscar. Loved her glasses, too.

Baby Nessa Rose was maybe the cutest child I’ve ever seen in my life

Can’t decide how I feel about Fiyero. I wasn’t personally attracted to him which bothered me. But I think part of that was the choreography.

I thought Cynthia Erivo was great. I wasn’t familiar with her work at all going into it and boy she can really lose herself in a character. It was cool how different her singing voice was from Idina Menzel’s as well—it felt like a really different interpretation of the character.

Jesus Christ there were so many previews for terrible looking children’s movies. This isn’t the film’s fault but because it was rated PG they could only show PG previews, and the children’s film industry is NOT strong right now.

[viladlind]

you kept me by your side despite the menace i am.

baldur's gate 3 prompts

zevran is sitting on the couch that he almost bled out on. they'd just replaced one of the cushions. the other was still salvageable, the blood not yet interwoven with its fabric, and the back of the couch was clean enough to look alright again after a good scrubbing. thankfully, it wasn't white in colour in the first place, more of a soft brown that was more merciful about the copper staining it.

   though some amount of discomfort still sits with fiyero, even as he looks at the lack of red. the couch is clean. he knows it's clean, he can see it with his own two eyes. he scrubbed it himself, albeit with zevran's help. it's bright out, but he flicks the light switch of the living room a couple of times anyways, squinting at the couch from where he's standing. he can't seem to get rid of it, this antsy energy that has him pace back and forth, wondering if he should just replace the entire thing. he really doesn't have the money for that. he'd been saving up for a new harp, and a new couch would set him back a considerable amount—  

   " come sit, tesoro. "

   it's the nickname more than anything, that makes him look at zevran as he speaks up. and after that, it's the way the sunlight from outside catches in his hair, his eyes. a picture of golden warmth as he sits there, scratch curled up against his leg. he doesn't look upset, but fiyero still feels somewhat caught as he flexes his fingers where they hold nothing, a bit of a pitiful look on his expression.

   he hesitates without meaning to. it feels a little wrong, to disturb this peaceful image, but it's moreso that he hasn't made peace with the stupid couch yet, and he's still debating throwing it out instead of sitting down on it ever again. but that's silly—

   zevrans levers him with a look. fiyero makes a chittering noise. then he goes to sit down on zevran's other side, not wanting to startle scratch where he might be taking a nap. he'd been sticking closer to zevran, as well, throughout his recovery. can't really blame him.

   fiyero sits awkwardly at first, stiff, not looking at zevran. he's staring at his own thighs and the hands curled up on top of them. not quite balled into fists, but close enough. he doesn't want to be this way, so wound up with anxiety and worry that he can't even enjoy zevran's presence. but can it be helped? even with zevran healing, even with the couch clean, fiyero looks at his hands and sees blood peek through. he huffs a frustrated noise.

   zevran leans into him, a warm weight against his side. fiyero breathes out and the elf's hand comes up to nudge at his jaw with his fingertips. it's a delicate touch, yet heavy enough for fiyero to relent and look at him properly.

   zevran, here. searching for him, looking at him, framed by the sun.

   the confliction is probably visible on his expression. the next breath he lets out is more of a shudder as one of his hands comes up to frame zevran's cheek, the other tightening in zevran's lap, the fabric of his pants. he wishes— he wishes for a lot of things. all the time. but it seems that he doesn't even have to voice it properly this time, zevran leaning in for a kiss at the same time that fiyero does.

   it soothes some of that unrest, the drag of their lips against each other. it's hard to think of anything else, the world restricting itself to the sound of zevran shuffling closer, the feeling of their breaths intermingling as they go for another, and another, and another, hesitant to part. they haven't been getting up to much, since zevran's injury. that's mostly because of fiyero and his worry about accidentally popping zevran's stitches, so this is enough to send fiyero's heartbeat into the bottom of his throat, his touch slow with longing.

   " are you well? " fiyero feels zevran's lips move with the words, that's how close they still are. eyelashes fluttering, he slowly opens his eyes again, glancing at zevran shyly. he draws his thumb across a strand of gold and tucks it behind a pointed ear. ' i'm fine, ' he mutters, almost a bit distractedly. zevran is so pretty and when they're like this, he's all that fiyero can see. part of him wants to push him back onto the couch and keep him there, under fiyero's weight, so that he'll stay still until he's fully recovered, never out of his sight.

   the other, more rational part, knows that's not going to work. so he has to confine himself to this: pressing another kiss to zevran's lips, asking: ' are you fine? ' with the hand on zevran's lap curling around to his waist. the healthy side, the one he can touch without a flinching apology. staying there, holding him.

   (that's not so bad, either.)

   zevran stays quiet for a moment. it gives fiyero time to admire him from where he's sitting, relaxing into the seat underneath him. he's almost forgotten why he didn't want to sit down in the first place. it's easier to forget, when zevran is so clearly alive underneath his fingertips, when fiyero can almost feel the thrum of life underneath his skin. he's staring, shamelessly so, when zevran finally looks at him with some difficulty.

   " i am grateful, " he says, sounding exhausted and affectionate at the same time. " you kept me by your side despite the menace i am. "

   fiyero perks up at that. he gives the words their space, lets them settle in the small space between them. then he sighs with a slow blink, tightens his grip around zevran, reaching for his leg with his other hand. ' come here, silly rogue. '

   zevran is slid into his lap with relative ease, though scratch makes a huffing noise in protest as he curls into a ball, left behind. he fits there perfectly, in fiyero's opinion, perched on the tiefling's legs. his hands go from fiyero's shoulders, where he was holding himself steady, down to his chest. with the flat of his palms pressed against fiyero like that, he almost makes a comment about it. in fact—

   ' eyes up here. ' he tilts zevran's chin up, a teasing lilt to his voice. his other hand is back on the healthy side of his waist, keeping him upright. he traces zevran's jawline. " perhaps i cannot help it, when the view is so nice, " is what he gets in response, and it draws half a laugh, half a chirp out of fiyero. he wants to kiss him again, but he also wants to speak first, so that's what he does.

   ' because, ' he starts, deliberate about his phrasing. where his own emotions are difficult, these days, like trying to keep a bird trapped between your palms, unruly and fluttering, it's much easier to listen to zevran and see the implications beneath. he doesn't agree with them— it's not often that he does, when it comes to zevran's idea of self-worth. ' because of the menace that you are. i do not simply tolerate the parts of you that may bruise me. ' gently, he draws zevran down towards him, so that he can tap his horns against his head in a show of deep affection. there's the kick-start of a purr that dissipates again when he picks more words to say.

   ' i care for them just as much as for the parts that make me laugh. or whimper, or cry, or sing. ' perhaps he should show zevran, finally. the lyrics, tucked away in fiyero's notebook, the notes, half a song, dedicated to him. perhaps it's still a little too embarrassing. he glances up through heavy-lidded eyes, smooths a thumb over zevran's waist. ' my tongue may be silver, but i'm being veracious. that which bothers me still makes you the person that you are. '

   a pause, heavy. his heart beats in his chest.

   ' i adore you not in parts, but in your entirety, dove. '

   and with his gaze almost spilling over with love, it's hard to believe otherwise.

[majorxmaggiexboy]

Rating the Cold Boys based on how good i think they hug let’s go

you hug this man and it’s like hugging your great great great great great great grandpriest’s great great grandmother twice removed. Smells like moth balls, grape jelly, and disappointment, but there’s a 20% chance if you smile through your gritted teeth and say “Yes, Grampa, I Love You Too” he’ll give you a $20 and bad relationship advice on your way out the door. 2/10

Frauncis has never had a hug before in his life he honestly does not know how exactly. Smells like whiskey, regret, and a longing to love somebody. Will pat ur back and say something like “yes, well” and chuckle awkwardly but with a hidden warm smile if youre lucky. Will offer you an alcoholic beverage but ONLY if he can have some too, 6/10

Commander Jehmes could out-hug a professional hugger. Perfect height for seizing by the lapels and weeping against while being Held. Plot twist though he’s crying too. smells of hair product and your wildest dreams. 10/10

don’t be fooled it’s like hugging a pasty skeleton with good hair and also it might stab you twenty-three times in the chest among other extracurriculars. smells like weed and betrayal, wouldn’t recommend it more than once. 3/10

Adorable but will side-hug no matter what gender he thinks u are bc if he registers u as Woman full hugs are sinful and if he registers u as Man full hugs are gay there’s no winning with him but if you can catch him by surprise he’ll make a squeaky-toy sound, smells of banana bread and communion wafers, 7/10

Local man out here trying his best, making terrible decisions but with feeling and admirable spirit, Boromirs that Shite. I bet he smells like peanut butter, doritos, and sand. Solid 6/10

His name is ‘Blanky’ for goodness sake he is the clear winner this man has the voice of a slightly inebriated angel and is NOT afraid to hug tight OR spin you around a few times and pretend to drop you for a laugh. Smells like the dad who actually came home from the milk store, god bless ameri

whups how’d that get in there

look into those eyes and tell me this wouldn’t be a sweet cinnamon hug of joyful companionship, 8/10 easily and score goes up with every hug because this man is all about continuous improvement. Will absolutely wrap you in his coat AND probably give you his hat

Don’t tell me you’ve never longed for the tender embrace of a middle-aged gay librarian 10/10

wouldn’t recommend it babe 3/10

WOULD WHOLEHEARTEDLY RECOMMEND IT BABE 10/10 he will hug you close and love you AND talk special interests in a soothing voice while gazing at you with warm beautiful eyes. Smells like waiting rooms and the very essence of love itself

This man hugs like his life depends on it and cries like Darcy in the rain. Will not let go once hugging begins. Inexplicably damp at all times but the faint stale towel smell isn’t so bad once you get used to it and the sheer desperation is actually kind of endearing 8/10

No matter how it turns out, you are guaranteed to feel more held than you have ever felt in your entire life and will most certainly get a kiss, try it once and see what happens! 10/10 life changing experience no matter what

He’s like a candycane someone dropped in a puddle and then ran over with a tricycle. Under appreciated offbrand of Bob Ross and Peter Dinklage. Has a Vibe going on. Kind of like hugging a scarecrow so you can basically say you’re hugging Fiyero. Have fun out there. 3/10

look me in the eyes and tell me you honestly believe any other hug could possibly be good enough after getting hugged by Henry Foster Collins. 10000/10 was literally built for hugging, custom made, God said Capybara But Make It Human and Henry Foster Collins was born. This man is cotton candy in human form.  A Squishmallow. A babe. Love him. this man studied hugging at 20,000 Leagues Under the Yes Please and got a frickin Ph.D

are you interested in a one-time hug? TOO BAD because this one will not only hug but will also honor and cherish and protect (as long as it doesn’t interfere with caring for the Captain) AND speak so soft and gentle to in an adorable accent WHILE wearing a sweatervest and smelling like coffee, soap, a tiny hint of something absolutely unhinged and All Your Dreams Come True. 10/10

[slut-and-falcon]

-I picture Fiyero looking like Adam Beach or a young Graham Greene, but with curly hair. And at some points his hair is short because he had/forced to assimilate when we started attending schools outside of the Vinkus, and when he was in the Wizard’s Guard.

-the diamonds described being on Fiyero are more similar to kapemni (Lakota hourglass-looking symbol). The symbol had todo with the stars and sky, and beliefs around them. Not to say that the Arjiki =Lakota; the symbols just were very similar in my head. In the book, we get an omniscient third character reader with some of Elphaba’s inner thoughts and interpretations- it makes since she would describe the tattoos as ‘diamonds’. This isn’t meant to be appropriative, I just think that is what maguire may have been picturing. If this is disrespectful please tell me!

-the old big ice age animals exist in the non-human populated areas of Oz. Idk why I think this, but I do lol. And they are just animals, not Animals. Various groups in the west will group hunt them for food and supplies. I have this vision of mammoths in the Vinkus and I haven’t been able to get it out of my head.

-Elphaba doesn’t eat meat (or any food with animal byproduct that would require their deaths or injury) unless 1) she’s starving and it’s her only choice, or 2) someone she trusts hunted and prepared the food (aka Fiyero most likely). She doesn’t want to accidentally eat the remains of an Animal.

-traditional Ozian hunters are trained to recognize the differences between animals and Animals as to avoid accidentally murdering Animals; this became more difficult as Animals were forced to hide in plain sight posing as life stock to avoid being killed or imprisoned by the Wizard-supported forces

-Elphaba has curly hair. Fight me lol. She really didn’t know how to care for it so she always tied it back in a braid or bun. But once she left Oz, she figured out techniques with Fiyero’s help and other refugees’ help

-Elphaba and Fiyero changed their names to Fae and Yero and followed refugee paths out of Oz and into one of the neighboring countries. They received help and thanks from various refugees (human and Animal) who recognized them (but only after Elphaba explained Fiyero was never on the Wizard’s side)

-Fiyero turned back to being a human after years of research. However the ordeal left him disabled, and he had a limp and chronic pain. He jokes that his end goal was to gain her attention while she nurses him back to health.

-Elphaba can sing- this is cannon. She learned to sing due to being forced todo so for her father’s ministry. Once they left the Quaddlings region, and were back in Munchkinland and in a church, she also learned to play the organ.

-Fiyero like to draw (cannon in book). He draws a lot of Elphaba.

-Elphaba has never gotten her hair cut, and her hair became a security blanket of sorts for her. She didn’t cut it until she left Oz.

-Elphaba could do a basic braid and hair bun. Fiyero taught her how to do more complex braiding, and how to braid things into her hair (like flowers)

-Elphaba’s preferred weapon is a good ol’knife and intimidation. Fiyero prefers long distance weapons. He says it’s a self preservation tactic. Elphaba jokes that he’s just scared of her knife skills

-while they were at school, Elphaba and Fiyero were best friends. She tutored him and he encouraged her to come out of her shell. It was very common for them to team up during the Charmed Circle’s hang outs, even when Fiyero and Glinda were dating. And they would tag team play Poker and/or Euchre and wipe the table with everyone

-Fiyero is taller than Elphaba by 2 inches. By she absolutely will push him down into a chair and stand over him to assert her dominance.

-Elphaba isn’t a women but she doesn’t have the language to identify herself as anything else. (Maybe this changes once their leave Oz and she gains the language to describe herself; maybe Fiyero’s mother tongue has words for it)

-most ppl thing Elphaba’s the cat person in the relationship, but actually Fiyero is. He found this stray kitten and brought it home (post leaving Oz). It’s the only animal to prefer Fiyero over Elphaba.

-their relationship communication is 80% sarcasm and sass; they have had to work on their communication skills due to this fact. Before identifying the problem, they got in way too many fights/disagreements due to miscommunication and/or accidentally offending each other.