her heart pounding erratically at the emerald signal. such sweetness filled her, her breath trying to calm itself as they rested their foreheads together. ) tomorrow, in the gardens. just the two of us, and that’s enough.
( their hands slid from their intertwined fingers to reach elphaba’s waist. her cheeks flushed instantly, joy almost consuming her at that rare, intimate gesture of affection. her eyes closed, ⁎
[ it's enough for her —— more than enough. more than anything she has ever dared to ask for. with pure joy reflected in her eyes , she lets go of glinda's hand just to place her palms on the blonde's cheeks and kiss her.
( > )
( truth be told, the lights of the emerald city only had color when love blossomed in the rest of their hearts, overflowing with the affection shared of elphaba and the blonde. when glinda said that something inside her had changed, ⁎
[ these are words she has longed to hear more than once —— the day she first fled the wizard , the day nessa died , moments that ended in nothing but heartache. and finally , here they are. the smile that blooms on elphaba's lips
( > )
she wasn’t lying, nor was she exaggerating. something different shone beside the green witch, filling her with that feeling of being seen as human. and 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 human. marriage was a serious commitment, she knew that well, ⁎
my decision is made, and i want to share my life with yo͟u. how much more do i have to lose from you? i don’t want to repeat the pain we’ve already felt. i want this ... 𝐮𝐬, even if it means giving up my title.
( if there were risky decisions to be made, the knife was thrown to press on glinda’s carotid artery. she was no more galinda, the one from shiz, the one who had come spoiled and petty, venomous in her actions. ⁎
[ ever since she'd made the decision to come back to oz , to glinda , she'd been dreaming of a moment like this. all the reasons why she 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝𝐧'𝐭 have returned were still there , and yet , in this moment ? they seemed
( > )
she would stay. she would grab her even though she knew she would be pressing the blade against her mask of popularity, tearing skin. but it was 𝘦𝘭𝘱𝘩𝘢𝘣𝘢. and she shone every time she was with her. ) 𝙚𝙡𝙥𝙝𝙞𝙚 ... ⁎
and how differently she smiled when she was with her beloved! intertwining their fingers, caressing knuckles. ) but you’re here now. that’s enough, and the colors seem to match better when we’re together.
( for glinda, abandoning her reputation as the good witch could cause irreversible damage the moment she decided to fulfill her own prophecy of love. breathing in elphaba, she welcomed her warmth and affection. ⁎
[ her arms move nearly of their own accord , wrapping tightly around glinda and pulling her impossibly close. even as the good witch hides her face , elphaba turns her head to press the tip of her nose to her temple , happy to give
( > )
( galinda’s sensitivity always leaves her longing, tearful, and hopeful. and with elphaba nearby, she seems to overflow with that mixture of affection that strikes her with sudden tenderness. crying isn’t seen as a sign of fear. ⁎
[ her thumb brushes back and forth over the side of glinda's hand , comforting , reassuring. ] we're ‘ the greatest team there's ever been ’ , remember ? [ she recalls , playfully , before bringing her free hand up to gently dry
( > )
( trembling lips tighten, a tear welling up in greenish hues. affection sounds, the kiss is returned to emerald knuckles. a sign of alliance and shared care. ) elphie ... i’m happy to have you by my side.
[ lifting their hands between them , the witch leaves a small , barely - there kiss to the blonde woman's knuckles , a silent promise to match the honesty behind her words when she speaks again. ] you have me. forever , if you'd like.