#elfaeba

      ❛  𝘕𝘖𝘞  ,  𝘗𝘙𝘖𝘔𝘐𝘚𝘌   me  that  you  won’t  be  too  cynical  about  all  of  this  ,  ❜  nessarose  says  ,  her  words  more  of  a  command  than  a  suggestion  (  or  even  a  plea  )  .  but  it  was  necessary  ;  if  she  was  any  less  firm  ,  elphaba  may  not  understand  how  important  this  was  --  and  if  they  understood  how  nessa  felt  ,  they  were  much  more  likely  to  behave  .  at  least  ,  that  normally  worked  out  .  ❛  do  you  swear  that  you’ll  try  ?  ❜

Now, Cassandra had told her not to bother their guest. They had come a long way and were surely tired, and didn't need anyone else coming to pester them. But the castle was boring today otherwise, and Emerald's curiosity got the best of her.

“ no,  i’m saying i don’t think it’s overkill if we tattoo his face green.  i understand that it’s illegal,  @elfaeba​.  that doesn’t mean it’s not justified. isn’t that batman’s whole schtick,  anyways? ” 

Cassandra had never been a big fan of rain back in the kingdom, but being out in the world made it ten times worse. There was no warm fireplace or dresser full of dry clothes waiting for her at home; there was no home waiting for her at all. Nothing but more cold wet empty trails stretching out in front of her.

It was one thing to keep walking during a light drizzle, but this downpour was quite another thing. So Cassandra dashed quickly into the nearest sheltered space she could find, wringing rain water out of her tunic and checking her bag for damage (not that she had many possessions to damage). It was a quiet, secluded space, not one many people traveled... so it took her a long time to realize she wasn't alone.

Cassandra turned slowly, facing the stranger. They seemed just as apprehensive of the rain, if not even more so, and none too happy to have another person here. But more importantly, they were green. Cassandra had heard legends, but she'd never really encountered anything like this yet, and she wasn't quite sure about what they were— a witch, an ogre, a goblin, an orc, there were a lot of potentially green beings— let alone what to do. Did she mention it? Would she be turned into a toad for doing so? She had to say something, she couldn't just keep staring.

don’t starve starters (accepting)

THE SNOWFLAKES DANCED UP FROM her palm in a soft puff, delicate lights accompanying them, lighting both their faces in their glow. With a wave of her hand, Elsa melted them back into nothingness, waiting for the last light to fade before she lifted her eyes to Elphaba’s face.