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    A brush of the arm, a touch of the hand.

    Galinda likes to be close to people, Elphaba has noticed.

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    After a lifetime of neglect and ostracization, Elphaba is not what you would call 'good at being close to people.' When Galinda notices her new best friend flinches from every touch, she proposes an experiment: exposure therapy, a way to start small and help Elphaba grow more comfortable with herself and others, one touch at a time.

    But what started as an exercise in psychology might just prove to be the basis of something more.

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    06 Mar 2026

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    SOOOOO GOOD

  2. Public Bookmark 16

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    After the escape goes horribly wrong, Elphaba lies dying in the desert. As her consciousness begins to slip, a pink bubble appears in her delirium, Elphaba strains to see whether it’s real… or just the last illusion of a dying witch.

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    04 Mar 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 70

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    “I went to breakfast and started answering people’s questions with words I didn’t plan.” 

    Elphaba scrunches her brow. “What words?” 

    “No, pleas–” Galinda looks like she might pass out, the hands over her mouth trying to push her jaw closed, but she evidently can’t stop talking. “I told everyone I wanted to kiss you even though I d–” Galinda stops and tries again. “I don’t w– Don’t want to–” 

    Elphaba’s knees are weak as she studies her roommate. Something has taken over Galinda, something magical, it must have. Galinda is gagging, trying to finish her sentence over and over again, but she fails, an expression between confusion, horror, and fury in her eyes. 

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    Written for Gelphie Galentine's prompt: Spell Mishap

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    01 Mar 2026

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    “Do you remember Madame Morrible and her awful Prop and Ganda department? Well, I figured that I could put them to actual good use. And so I did a little image rehabilification.”

    “A little?”

    Glinda twirls a strand of blonde hair around her finger, not meeting her eyes. “Tiny. Microscopical. Infinitesimal. Just a whisper of a coordinated multiyear plan involving publicists, historians, theater troupes, and a very spirited group of fans.”

    Elphaba blinks.

    Glinda smiles sweetly.

    “Elphaba,” she says gently, “darling—to come back from a smear campaign, you simply must have good press.”


    Or, Elphaba spends ten years being dead. Oz spends ten years falling in love with her. She did not request a redemption arc, let alone one so exuberant.

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    21 Feb 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 29

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    Dearest darlingest Elphie,

    It’s taken me the longest time to even write your name because it hurts too much! But I miss talking to you and telling you things and I thought, well, that I’d write to you even though you’ll never get these letters. It’s a bit silly maybe, but I lost my dearest darlingest bestest friend and life has hardly been the same for me anymore. So I thought this might make my heart a bit lighter.

    Chistery has been looking after me. And oh, Elphie, he’s speaking full sentences already! I wish you were here to see it. Or well, hear it! He takes some time to get the words out but I still count it as a win. I feel he might be worried I might jump off my balcony or something whenever I look to the western sky and think about you! But can you blame me? Those moments are when I give myself permission to cry and really remember you in peace. ♡

    There are too many tears in my eyes right now so I shall stop.

    Sincerely,

    Glinda ♡

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    Written for a prompt: Post-melting fic where Glinda writes all these letters for a (dead) Elphaba... and Chistery, tired of her lesbian doomed yearning, goes and delivers them all to Elphaba.

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    10 Feb 2026