Maki's Experiment

elphaba: hello i also represent freedom and a inevitable destruction of the norm that i cannot control and will inevitably backfire against me and everyone i love

glinda: hello i represent the norm and it's ability to change but only a little at a time

fandom: omg so what if glinda was fiyero and fiyero was nothing

happy (early) birthday melissa! it’s still a week away but now that i’ve given you your gift print in person i shan’t delay posting any longer.

three months ago @elphabaoftheopera sent me this cynthia/jonathan photoshoot and said she wanted someone to draw elphaba/fiyero art based on it. i made a joke about how staring at those reference images too long would be hazardous to my health. was i wrong? no, but i still did it. that's friendship.

anyway. shiz AU where these two get to have fun as college kids in love. that's all.

You won’t always fly solo, Elphaba

of course!

i kid you not, i saw that Jonathan was named the sexiest man alive (rightfully so) and it got stuck in my head that what if Fiyero was named the same AND he and Elphaba were together? it's a funny one, i think.

"“Fae?” he called, breathless and dizzy. “What— what was that?”

“I— I can’t stop thinking,” she rbeathed. “I can’t stop thinking of-of you, and I can’t take you off my mind.”

He cleared his throat, trying very much to understand anything at all of what had just happened. His heart pounded against his ribs and his skin and his mouth were still processing the heat of her touch; granted, Fiyero wasn’t doing a good job at being balanced.

“We’re dating, love,” he said. “Why do you make it sound like it’s negative that you think about me?”

Elphaba shook her head.

“It’s not— not that,” she said. “I can’t— Oz, Fiyero,” she sighed, closing her eyes and breathing in. “Have you seen yourself?”

He looked to his side, to the wall where he knew had a mirror.

His disheveled reflection seemed even more bewildered than he was.

“I— yes?” 

Elphaba groaned.

“I can’t— argh!” she complained. “I keep thinking about you. And I’ve been trying for weeks not to rip your shirt off any chance I get so I can get my hands on you.”

The room fell in silence, and Fiyero felt like he had just had a stroke.

He blinked.

“You…” he was a bit breathless. “What?”"

Glinda: Cold. Distant. Bored. Miserable: Opposite of her.

Magma maxxing lately.. um. so Wicked and Wizard of oz Doodle dump... plus honourary mention to my quadling oc, Timble..

Dorothy gale ur literally my daughter. You do not deserve all the slander, queen </3