#wicked2024

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Oscar, unfortunately, is a bit lonely. Madame Moribble isn’t in the Emerald City all the time, so he’s mostly left to his own devices. I imagine he created the Oz of Tomorrow so he’d have something to do. Of course, lonely in the past tense, because with you he doesn’t feel lonely anymore!

He would immediately have a little figurine made for you, one for keepsakes and the other to go with his in the Oz of Tomorrow. Speaking of, he would love just explaining every detail of it and sharing everything he wants to add to it. He would want to hear your ideas, too, and hear what you think about it.

His favorite color, as we know, is green. If you wore green, he would love it. It doesn’t matter what; shirts, pants, dresses, lingerie, whatever. If you really wanted, he would get you a completely brand new, all green wardrobe. Just for you.

A little farther into the relationship, he’d want to tell you some of the things he remembers about Omaha, though it’s not much. Things about life before he was the wizard, but he might leave out the parts about him not actually being magical. He wouldn’t want you to think less of him. If you were also from somewhere far from Oz, he would be a little more comfortable with you since you have the shared experience of being somewhere completely new.

He’d be clingy, mostly unintentionally. Now that he has someone to actually talk to and spend time with, it’d be hard going back to doing things alone, even if it’s for a short while. There would be plenty he’d want to talk to you about, and he will just talk and talk if you let him, even if you stop responding. When he has to do his wizard work, like.. signing documents and such, if you wanted to come along and hangout in his office, he would happily let you.

Would absolutely gift you nice, custom jewelry and accessories whenever. If he knows gifts make you happy, expect them a lot. If you gave him gifts back, he would definitely cherish them.

Even though he tends not to venture outside the palace, if you wanted to, he’d go out to the Emerald City and explore it with you. Sometimes in a disguise, sometimes not. Sometimes the attention of all the citizens becomes too much. He loves the attention, of course, but he would want to focus on you.

Very protective. If you absolutely must leave (he will try to convince you not too) he wouldn’t want you to go very far, especially anywhere he can’t ensure your safety. Anywhere near the desert? No. Random forests? Probably not. If he felt he needed to, he would have a guard go with you.

He tries to keep all his evil tendencies under wraps, and present as a charming, sentimental man. The truth is a little more complicated. He was quite caring, to begin with, but saving Oz came with some drawbacks. For instance, if you wanted to break up or leave, he would try to convince you not to.. all the classic “What am I going to do without you?” lines. If you did actually leave, he’d do the same thing he did with Elphaba and call the guards to go get you and bring you back. I think this is when he would be most pathetic and begging, especially if you were standing your ground. He would try and convince you for hours, however long it takes.

One thing he would hate is you favoring another person over him. If you don’t need him, then you might leave, and he doesn’t want that. He’s the one and only wizard of oz; who could be better than him? It would make him jealous, and quite hurt. You might have to reassure him every once in awhile that you do love him and won’t leave.

On the topic of magic, he probably has a little potion room where he experiments with making elixirs and potions. At first, it was just for fun (and to give to Melena) but if you wanted, he could try some on you. Most of them don’t do much, if anything at all. But he’d be excited you want to try one of his hobbies.

He loves dancing. Slow-dancing, tap-dancing.. it doesn’t matter. If you didn’t know how, he’d teach you how to slow-dance. I think he’s proficient in many things, niche or not, since he has so much time on his hands. Things like instruments are another thing he’d love to teach you.

He’s always wanted a child of his own, and he projects a little bit of that onto you when he teaches you how to do something or explains things. I think this would be very noticeable if you were younger than him.

He likes pet-names, mostly because they are charming and also good for manipulation when he needs to use it. I think he’d use darling the most, whether casually, during intercourse, or when he want’s something from you. There are other pet names he’d use, depending on what you like. If you aren’t a fan of those, a nickname works just fine.

It was a quiet day at Shiz, people either studying for finals, or locked up in their dorms stressing. The library seemed un-alive but somehow fuller than ever. Your foot tapped against the ground subconsciously as you chewed on the end of your pencil, trying to understand the material in front of you. 

Suddenly, you heard a soft humming sound. You couldn’t care enough to turn around and see who it was but you definitely noticed it.

“Loathing, unadulterated loathing..” you heard the person sing, it was a female, that’s for sure. You were startled by the sound of books being loudly dropped onto the table you sat at, you looked over. A blonde met your gaze, her glossed lips curved into a smile as you eyed her up and down with judgment.

“Oops.” She shrugs, quickly sitting down and crossing her legs. You returned your attention back to your notes, scribbling down information you weren’t even sure was correct. You felt a gaze lingering on you, but you didn’t dare look back, you had no time to be distracted.

“You know,” the girl sitting next to you begins, compelling you to look at her. “I’m not too bad at that.” She says, her voice laced with a cockiness that was shielded by kindness.

“Ok, good for you.” You shrug, not seeing her point. Her brows furrow, but she continues.

“I mean, you look…confused, lost.” She says, moving her hand to far away out into the air to exaggerate her point. “Like lost way, way over there.” She smiles.

“Oh, do I?” You smile back, mirroring her tone. She nods, pointing at one of the sentences in your notebook.

“that’s wrong, very wrong.” She pouts for a moment before speaking again. “I can help.” She states confidently. You sighed, not entirely sure how to answer. You did need help, and you definitely were lost “way, way over there.”

“Fine.” You shrug, and she claps her hands together in excitement, all of the other students in the library look at her like she just cast a spell.

“let’s get out of this poor environment.” She scoffs in the most subtle way, waving to the people who still stared at the two of you. You quickly gathered your things and began following her out of the library. She looks over at you, smiling.

“You do know who I am right?” She asks, flipping her hair over her shoulder in a way you’d never seen before.

“No.” You blankly state. You’ve seen her around before, often hanging around that one girl who’s green (you didn’t judge.) You figured she must be popular, but you never bothered talking to her.

“I’m Galinda..with a Ga.” She smiles a little aggressively. How could you not know who she was beyond appearances? That shocked her.

“Ok..I’m (name).” You sighed as the two of you continued walking, it was silent now.

Soon, the two of you reached her dorm, and she unlocked it all giddy. It was pretty, but, blindingly pink. You noticed the other half of the room which was still pink but, a little darker.

“isn’t it beautiful?” She put a hand to her heart, admiring the room she’d seen numerous times now. You nod awkwardly, placing your stuff down somewhere random.

“Let’s start, shall we?” She clasped her hands together with a warm smile.

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Hours had gone by since Galinda and yourself started studying, and you had to admit, it wasn’t bad at all. She was actually very smart, not that you doubted it but you figured she was over exaggerating. The two of you smiled, laughed, and enjoyed each other.

“So tell me..why have we never talked before this?” She asks, breaking the laughter both of you shared. You looked at her for a moment, and you couldn’t help but notice the close proximity between the two of you.

“I don’t know..I never thought we’d have anything in common.” You shrug, closing your notebook that was on your lap. “Why have you never talked to me?” You flip the question around. Her smile fades, only for a moment.

“I guess I thought the same.” She admits, her brows furrowing ever so slightly. The two of you eyed one another for a moment, before she spoke up again. “You know, there’s going to be this absolutely terrific ball Friday night to celebrate the end of finals, you should come.” She says.

“Oh..that.” You sighed, already aware of the event. You thought about going but, the people you hung with weren’t going, so what was there for you? “Maybe.” You shrugged, considering the idea.

“Well..it’s late.” You stand up, patting down your uniform and grabbing your things. Galinda looked at you, almost like she was disappointed you were leaving. “Thanks for helping me.” You smile.

“Of course..goodnight.” She waves as you step out of the dorm, disappearing. Galinda just sat there for a few minutes after, looking around, contemplating. She liked you, like genuine, the type of like she felt for Elphaba.