#wicked plots

[99orphans]

i can't tell this to anyone i know but i NEED to tell someone so i'm putting it here

my girlfriend and i are planning on eloping next year as a bit

we're doing a courthouse wedding and telling no one. But after that, we're having an engagement party to celebrate and pretend like we're only engaged instead of married; burying the secret and ensuring that even if someone talks about it, everyone else will just assume they were confused.

then, however many years down, we'll host a costume party. The guests MUST come in costume or at least very spooky dress. Then they see seats? And an altar? and realize they've been duped into going to a wedding.

so we have our proper wedding, but we look absolutely killer and everyone else is a hot dog or whatever. (also it's a victorian haunted manor theme)

but i love psychological games so it doesn't stop there; i start telling people the truth, that we got married years ago and that they sat through a wedding service for no reason because it actually was just a costume party and watch them flip shit

so yeah, i'm gonna get married just to mess with my mom and friends in like 8 years

[shizzlesisntevenaword]

Cardan not going after Jude during her exile always makes me cry because the only reason he wasn’t is because he wanted to respect her wants and autonomy so bad. He didn’t want to make her come back if she didn’t want to, didn’t look for her because he genuinely believed Jude would come back if she wanted to be found. And again it’s just so in-character of him to automatically think she’s just found something better than him because no one ever willingly picked and stayed with him when they had a choice so why would she?

[azural83]

Manifesting that they actually highlight the animal storyline and not let it take a backseat for the fuckass love triangle in the next part

[musicalgifs]

*reference to this video, not my actual opinion

[penguicorns-are-cool]

I need y'all to understand that there can be relationships in media where the couple in question never kisses or even confesses their feelings especially when the two characters in question sing love songs and do cliche romantic things together all the time and most of the tension in the plot is their unrequited love always being the elephant in the room

sometimes relationships are complicated and they don't realize until it's too late and that doesn't make it not canon it just makes it really complicated

[soulspark]

[lsbnviking]

okay what if. what IF. galinda upland realizes that elphaba thropp is the heir to the munchkinland eminency and decides to make elphaba into her "perfect prince" because why bother waiting for someone to arrive when you can build one to suit your needs. and then she falls in love because elphaba is actually kind to her and listens to her. and then! they steal oz out from under the wizard because by putting their skillsets together (being popular and giving a major shit about inequality) they make munchkinland into something of a paradise. what if.

aka this is my writing project for the new year.

[cozy-the-overlord]

Something I really appreciate about Wicked is how it doesn’t try to hide its big twists. Modern media is obsessed with avoiding spoilers and tricking the audience and focusing more on making twists shocking than making them make sense. Wicked doesn’t do that. Wicked gives you all the answers in the first act — if you’re paying attention you can absolutely figure out who Elphaba’s father is, or what’s going to happen to Fiyero, or any of the big bombshells in the second act.

But because they’re set up so well and so deliberately, when the reveal comes it’s more impactful than if it had been completely out of nowhere because it’s satisfying. It makes sense for the characters and for the story. It’s not some “gotcha” moment that comes out of nowhere and adds nothing to the story but fleeting shock value, it feels like a natural story progression even if you didn’t pick up on it. And it adds to the rewatch value, because knowing the twist leads you to pick up on all sorts of little hints and jokes foreshadowing it that you might have missed the first time. It’s just a really refreshing use of plot twists (which makes sense given that this story predates modern spoiler culture by a couple decades).

[i-am-trying-my-best-okay]

(Tentatively) 492 days till The Wicked Powers (Until Further Notice)

[wickjump]

im gonna start posting fanfic recs btw whenever i find good ones. both here and my (awfully barren) 18+ account. because there are so many good fics out there with so few hits and fewer kudos and sometimes no comments period and it SUCKS because i REALLY LIKE THEM A LOT.. and i hope that by linking them here and yelling at everyone to COMMENT DAMMIT they might actually do it

seriously though any comment means a lot. most people who read a fic don’t even give a kudos. even if the fic wasn’t top tier, if you didn’t dislike it, hand over some kudos!! and if you liked it, comment!!!! even if the comment is one singular heart emoji it will be appreciated. if the comment just says “great fic!” the author will be happy. your comment doesn’t have to be this long winded gushing or analysis.

so many authors quit writing or lose motivation because the comments are few and far in between or just sometimes nonexistent. trust me when i say authors don’t care about how long or cool or smart sounding your comment is i promise!!!

i hope that mmmaybe recommending fics and telling people to comment might help fics i really like get more support maybe. and i, points at you reading this, hope that you will listen!!!at least a little….at least sum kudos….

[notearsnora]

New international Wicked trailer (Out November 22nd)

[thoughtsnsh1t]

Not remembering wicked and realizing that glinda and elphaba were friends first leaves me with the same feeling as watch s1 of jjk before vol 0 and later finding out that gojo and geto were friends

[murderouswidowsmatter]

Just saw Wicked for the second time, and I for once feel very happy to be in this timeline. It’s so good and shows such clear love for the source material. It really shows that making a Wicked adaptation was Jon Chu’a dream project for years before landing the role as director. Even the title card is a clear love letter to tradition of movies he is stepping into. The casting is great, next to zero complaints, and Cynthia and Ariana are incredible. While I don’t necessarily prefer a closeted lesbian read of Glinda (I don’t think the closet exists in Oz and I think her relationship with Fiyero is genuine), Ariana nailed the gay longing and heart eyes that I like to see in a Glinda. I’ve been strapped to the Gelphie train for over a decade, and I don’t plan to get off anytime soon.

The movie’s not perfect, though, and I do have some complaints. They strip back the instrumentation in a lot of the songs, relying very heavily on percussion (seriously, there is a lot of snare). For a score as iconically epic as Wicked’s, the choice is a bit baffling. It exacerbates the jerkiness of the choreography, which is not my favorite. The dancing has a lot of sharp, jarring movements where people are stomping and lunging. Maybe if the music was more orchestral or if the choreography were different or even if they had just chilled it with the stomping folio, it would be fine. But in combination it’s not my favorite.

The bit the add in the middle of One Short Day with the Wizomania performance is pretty musically weak for me. It loses the melody and the momentum of what should be a very high energy number. I get the exposition was important, but the only good part of the scene was the cameos (which I wouldn’t trade for the world).

In general there are a lot of brakes in the middle of songs for added bits, and while some work for me, others really don’t. The repeated interruptions to Defying Gravity devalue the impact a bit. I mean the leads are so talented that they can carry it, but I think the sequence could do with less cutaways to guards running down halls or breaking down doors. I like the idea of slowing several parts of the song, but the cutaways slow down the pacing enough that you kind of start to feel it when they cut the tempo.

The whole span Sentimental Man and the ending of Defying Gravity could be tightened up a bit. I’m happy that they are doing it in two parts, but I think it could have been a 2 hr movie rather than a 2 1/2 hr movie if they stopped trying to make it an action movie.

[wikitpowers]

twp plot will for sure be looking like:

[d4rkshad0w]

IMAGINE we get a scene in TWP where Kit mentions he knows Mandarin because Jem taught him and THEN Ty asks him to say something in Mandarin and Kit says something like “i wanna kiss you so bad or i missed you” or something about his love for Ty AND then Ty asks what he said and Kit replies with “your uniforms crooked” just like Jem did with Tessa in The Infernal Devices

[the-queen-of-cups1500]

As a reader, I'm not entirely happy with this fic, but since I'm inexperienced in writing I'm not entirely sure how to fix it.. I hope you enjoy a wicked inspired Lilia x Agatha fic (Calderess ?).. there is smut, containes fingering & use of dark magic as a sort of vibrator 😨 (you'll get it once you read it, it's not in a literal sense), also contains angst having to do with loss and death..

recommend listening to the wicked soundtrack and Like real people do by hozier..

Are people born wicked, or do they have wickedness thrust upon them?

Every witch with a lick of sense had heard of Agatha Harkness, the witch who killed her own coven. A witch who's wickedness got her the darkhold. Rumors said she was able to hide from even death with all that dark magic.. That had gotten Lilia's attention.

Lilia was a hermit, a witch who moved often enough so a coven could not find her, she couldn't go through that loss again. She found herself in front of Agatha herself, her finger tips were coal black, only starting to fade to their natural color at the second knuckle. Lilia bit her tongue "You have the darkhold-" a thrill went down her spine, she could feel the buzz of Agatha's magic..

Agatha smirked, she shrugged with a gesture that brought even more attention to her magic stained fingers as they splayed out in a flourish to frame her face. Her hair was wild and sort of wavy, contrast to Lilia's practically perfect ringlets.. "..How observant-" Agatha mused, sarcasm dripping from her voice.

From there on Lilia and Agatha kept meeting as if fate was forcing them together. It didn't matter where they were, meeting over dead bodies or over alters. Lilia talked to her Maestra often, Agatha learned. Of course speaking to the dead wasn't Lilia's thing, but grief kept her tied to the woman of her childhood, she talked to her Maestra in a.. none magical way.

Lilia sat among the grass and leaves, a pocket alter unfolded in front of her. There were gold trinkets and an old piece of dark fabric along with a tea cup. As Agatha watched from afar Lilia started talking about the wicked witch herself. "..She's just- unusually and exceedingly peculiar, and.. all together quite impossible to describe-" she cut herself off with a short scream of shock, and yet there was nothing there to shock her.. Lilia packed up her alter before turning to see Agatha behind her.

Agatha sort of looked Lilia up and down.. as if she could see right through her "..Kook-" her lips pressed into a thin line..

Lilia scoffed "..Like you wouldn't be-" she gazed at Agatha, two beats of silence pass "..You could be good, you know-" the words seemed to come from no where, but somewhere in Lilia's scrambled mind- she had been thinking about this.. This moment where she could change her fate, and possibly Agatha's.. she just needed to get closer..

It was Agatha's turn to scoff "..Oh- I see.. you want to change me?.. that's what you're about." She pressed one of her fingers to her lips as she thought "..What do you get out of it, Dory?-"

Lilia took a step forward, she knew there were walls between her and Agatha.. things about Agatha that Lilia might never understand.. "..Maybe you'll to a favor for me one of these days.." she shrugged and extended a hand to Agatha..

When Agatha took Lilia's hand she pulled the older witch closer, their right shoulders clashing, Lilia could feel Agatha's breath against her neck as Agatha hissed out her final words "..I'll let you try-"

So, Lilia got close.. perhaps too close. The sent of loathing was still in the air with each meeting, but now the meetings were purposeful. Lilia thought being good was a mindset, so with each meeting she would bring bread and butter.. sometimes jam or soup, she would break bread with Agatha in the same way she would with her coven. They would eat and talk, today Lilia brought blackberry jam, butter, and a rosemary bread.

Agatha got to prepare her bread first, she pinched a bite sized amount from the loaf.. steam rose from the warm bread's insides. A knife was used to smear butter and jam before Agatha ate it with a hunger.

Lilia simply watched, her legs intertwined as she sat across from Agatha. "..I share my bread, and my butter, and my jam. I let you have the first bite every time.. why?"

With a mouth still half full Agatha laughed "Because you're a sucker-" she shifted closer as she crossed her legs, she sat slightly hunched over the placemat Lilia had set out.

"..Because I care-" Lilia corrected with an unamused look, "Caring doesn't make me weak or- a sucker. Not if it is for your benefit." It was Lilia's turn to prepare her bit of bread, she savored it compared to Agatha.

Agatha looked up at Lilia, rolling her eyes "..I don't get it- you're doing all of this- for what? For a favor sometime in the future, Which.. you know I'm not going to hold up my side of the deal anyway- so yes, you are a sucker.. you share your bread, your so called wisdom, and I give you nothing. I take."

Lilia frowned "..You need to take before you are able to give.. sacrifices make-"

Agatha cut her off "..I don't get you." Her eyes are looking past Lilia..

Lilia tilted her head, searching for the right words "...You don't have to-" her lips press together for fear of trembling, no sign of weakness can be shown. Can't flinch, can't react too harshly, for fear Agatha might get up and leave.. she places her hand on top of Agatha's, making eye contact.. she wouldn't back down

Agatha's eyes wondered, to their hands- the bread.. the blanket laid out under them- Lilia's brown eyes. Agatha sneered "...You need me-"

Lilia froze for a moment, shaking her head "..No I- just.. stay."

Agatha's face changes to one of surprise.. she smirked "..Oh, am I your dog now? Sit. Speak. Stay?-" she shook her head.. she would get up- leave this place, never look back.. but Lilia intertwined their fingers.. it was so hard to understand what was going on in Lilia's mind..

Lilia's voice was hushed "..You're not a dog, Agatha- Please.. stay with me, I am not telling you.. I am asking, I want you to stay.. did it ever pass your mind that I might enjoy your company?"

Agatha's brows furrowed "..oh, you're more of a sucker than I thought-" she laughed, she moved to get up, but Lilia pulled her closer.. their faces just a few inches apart.

Lilia gazed at Agatha, like the stars.. like impending doom, Agatha was a train wreck that she couldn't stop watching.. "..I enjoy your company-" she merely whispered..

Agatha grited her teeth "I hate you-" and yet.. Agatha was the one to close the gap between their lips..

Lilia was too gentle, too soft for Agatha.. Agatha wanted their teeth to clash, for blood to be drawn. To feel loved she needed to feel hated, to give she needed to take. It clicked while Lilia cradled Agatha's head against the soft grass as their kiss continued.

Sun streamed down between the branches of the trees that hid this scene from the outside world. Soon Agatha flipped their positions, breaking the kiss.. "..Don't speak- Don't ruin the moment" her words were brash, but the darkened finger pressed against Lilia's lips was gentle.

Agatha smirked "..I know you like them-" she trailed her finger down from Lilia's lips to her collar.. "..I see the way you look at my hands- a bit of fear.." Agatha clicked her tongue "..a bit of lust- Do you want me to.. use them?"

Lilia's eyes were wide as she looked up at Agatha "..You're crazy-"

Agatha cut Lilia off "..Just nod or shake your head-" she looked down at Lilia with a raised eyebrow, waiting for Lilia to make her mind up..

After a pause, Lilia glanced away and nodded, as if she was embarrassed by her own actions.

That was all Agatha needed before she slid her hand between Lilia and her clothes, dark magic practically buzzed against Lilia's skin, her chest rose with each breath as Agatha began to.. tease her- soft, but not gentle, not kind.. Agatha wanted to watch Lilia squirm, it raised the question if this was just some sort of power play.

While Lilia continued to stay quiet with her words, that didn't stop her from making noise. Short gasps, the sounds of her breath hitching.. Agatha was going to break her.

Agatha couldn't do that, no matter how wicked she let people believe her to be.. she pressed a finger inside Lilia. It was almost too much for Lilia.. she had never felt the draw of dark magic, not like this. Lilia's back arched and a desperate moan escaped her lips, she grabbed Agatha by the collar before pulling her closer.

Skin against skin, they were much like yin and yang.. the light Lilia had put in Agatha's soul.. and the darkness Agatha let seep inside Lilia. Agatha added another finger before pressing kisses on the underside of Lilia's jaw as she curled her fingers.

Closer than ever, so close they had become one.. where did the darkness end, and the light start? As Lilia became undone, she forced Agatha to look at her "..Agatha- my favor.. I- I need my favor now.. Please."

Agatha's brows furrowed as her pace came to a stop "..The favor that you know I'm not going to do for you?-"

Lilia sighed "..Listen- people talk about you- since you have the darkhold.. they say you can hide from death.. can you- bring people back?"

As Lilia forced eye contact Agatha couldn't help but hate her, Agatha's gaze softened nonetheless her own grief kept back to her "...Don't do this to me, Lilia-" she tried to pull away.

Lilia only pulled Agatha closer, clinging on to false hope "..Please- please.. tell me you can.. tell me there is hope-" how nature brought out the worst in her- though she was begging to deaf ears..

Agatha could not rewrite what had been done, or disrupt nature's course.. There is no hope, no wishful thinking, no quick fix. One must move on and heal.. Whether it be the loss of sisterhood, a teacher, or a son.. it cannot be undone, ash cannot grow back a forest, but it can be used as fertilizer for the new forest yet to come.

The deal was over, the lessons learned.. the bread left for the crows. Sometimes.. they would try to meet again, wondering into that forest.. but their time together was just another loss they would have to learn to live with.