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Biromanic Asexual mess, He/Him, Wicked fan (Glinda fanboy), Star wars fan, hyper fixates on wicked and other content. (This blog is very Wicked and Gelphie focused)
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Im Not The Best Person At Digital Art But I Just Love This Too Much Not To Share It.
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I’m not the best person at digital art but I just love this too much not to share it.
When you said you loathed your roommate but then you realize she’s pretty attractive:
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Pafnee talking about Elphaba: She can’t be good at everything, I bet she’s a bad kisser
Glinda: [Distracted filing her nails] No, she’s good at that too.
Shensen and Pafnee at the same time: What?!
Glinda: [Confused why they’re so shocked, looks up from her nails] What?
Kidnapper: We have your girlfriend.
Elphaba, not fazed and reading a book: You mean.. you have Glinda?
Kidnapper: Yeah!
Elphaba, not taking her eyes of her book: Good luck, she’ll probably murder you with her high heels once she frees herself.
Kidnapper: What?
Elphaba, finally looking up from her book: What? She may be tiny but she is scary as heck when she threatens you with the tips of her high heels.
Glinda: My hands are cold
Elphaba: Here let me hold them.
Glinda: . . .
Glinda: My lips are cold too
Elphaba: [Covers Glinda’s mouth with hand]
Elphaba: My future partner must be mentally stable unlike me, intelligent, and capable of starting a revolution-
[Glinda while walking by Elphaba, trips and falls with a tray of cupcakes in her hands and proceeds to have a panic attack over it on the ground]
Elphaba pointing at Glinda: Her. I want her.