
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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Glinda: [Walks Into Her And Elphabas Dorm And Sighs When She Sees Elphaba]
Glinda: [Walks into her and Elphaba’s dorm and sighs when she sees Elphaba]
Glinda: Elphie, why are you on the floor?
Elphaba: I’m depressed
Glinda: . . .
Elphaba: I also got stabbed and it hurts too much to sit up, could you please get the first aid kit.
Glinda: ELPHABA THROPP! THIS- AGAIN?! What have I told you about getting stabbed and not seeking medical attention?
Elphaba: [Winces in pain] Not to..
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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:
Computer: Chose your password
Elphaba typing: GlindaUpland
Computer: You password is too short
Elphaba: I know, but please don’t tell her.. She’ll get mad.
Glinda: Elphaba, Thank you for agreeing to meet with me.
Elphaba looking up from her book: I didn’t. You came in through our dorm’s window with a fake news reporter uniform, camera, microphone, and fake mustache. Then you just started talking to me, which I did not consent to either.
Glinda: I am not needy!
Elphaba:
Elphaba: . . .
Elphaba: Glinda. You are the definition or needy, you once woke me up at 1 in the morning to make sure we were still dating.
Glinda would 100%, and then would become a stuttering and anxiety mess after. Elphaba would be confused and intensely flustered.
Yall know the song What is this feeling in the wicked st, right? What if instead of loathing, one of them accurately says "loving". The music cues and they're doing their thing but one of them goes "loving" and the record scratches and the other goes "what??" Idk I find it funny-