the words of a wicked witch had long since reached him ⸻ again and again the wizard did what he did best / to condemn, to blame —– anyone. . . but himself. the air was heavy, the stench of sulfur and ash near tanglible, the preassure unbearably increasing until, with a snap, gaunt stood in the middle of the room. with a near insulting casuality, as if he had been standing there for hours. ❝ does it sit right with you, miss arduenna? ❞

@wihtaga liked for a starter

"Tell me about your family." Elphaba said one evening as she and Galinda sat on their seperate beds.

It had been weeks since the Oz Dust and the two roommates were on much better terms, some would even say they were becoming friends.

( trail ) : for SENDER to trail their fingertips along RECEIVER'S arm.

Fiyero stops in his tracks, hand leaving the door handle and eyes darting back to Glinda. Physical affection is hardly unusual for her, they’re both finding comfort in it amidst the insanity around them. Though he’s become quite adept at understanding those touches and when they mean more. Her fingers slowly slide down his arm, leaving behind a pleasant tingle.

"Then let him", he challenges through gritted teeth. Though those words feel empty spoken only to her, in the safety of privacy. Fiyero is highly aware of how dangerous this is, how much he's risking by even speaking out against their almighty wizard and his policies. But something in him is slowly dying and while Glinda still seems able to smile and stay quiet, there are moments for him when it all just gets too much. When the carefully trained facade of nonchalance and civility crumbles under the weight of his resentment ( directed at himself more than anyone else ).

he doesn't think they ever have been. somehow, she's always managed to get him turned around― at a loss for words, stumbling over even the most basic of sentences. not to say boq has ever been the type to speak with much confidence, but one could say he at least had his head [ screwed on. ] nowadays, he isn't so sure ... though he's pretty sure it's bolted down.

『 🌈┊✧･ﾟ:*✿ 』 ❝     miss     glinda?     i     was  wondering...well...obviously     you're     very     beautiful     so     i'm     sure     you've     received     many     gifts     from     suitors?     it's     just     that     i     want     to     get     ozma     something     special     and     i'm     wondering...is     there     a     gift     you've     gotten     that     really     stood     out?     i     was     thinking     flowers     &&     i     could     bake     her     something     but     she's     a     princess     so     i     -     i     know     that's     not     terribly     impressive.     ❜❜     oh     how     her     heart     thuds     in     the     confinement     of     her     chest,     like     it     will     burst     from     her     at     any     given     moment.     ozma's     face     flashes     across     her     mind,     the     most     beautiful     she's     ever     seen.