Elphaba X Glinda Fanart Novels & Stories

Sixteen Roman Eliot “Have you two fucked yet?” this came from Glinda as they walked to her apartment. He glanced over at Nora, who was blushing. He smirked. “No, we haven’t. But we’ve only known each other for two days, Glin. Why do you ask?” Glinda stopped walking and turned to look at her. “Because your girl is in a world of trouble. And she’s going to need all of the help that she could get. Isn’t sex how you make it so that she has werewolf powers, or whatever?”

I asked, anxiously, as I ripped throats and guts out, each kill bringing the rage inside me, out. “ I think so!” Theo replied. “Yes, but it will probably take some time, “ Glinda breathed out. "We can handle the rest, so go! Go! "Glinda's eyes glowed with her witch's power as she cast fire. Burning large numbers of our opponents. That act was synchronized with her words. She quickly opened a portal to the battlefield in the golden Lycan pack and before the portal could close I heard. Danica and Jerold Blacks roar.

Out of the corner of my eyes, I was sure Griff was giving Glinda silent signals to giddy up, but she was my special friend, not his. And there was no way she would abandon me inside a creepy tunnel. I mounted again, this time, keeping my hands on my thighs. He shot me a filthy glance. “Too proud to hold onto me?” “Actually,” I said with a yawn. “I think I can do better.” Ignoring his low growl, I got Glinda to continue up the gentle slope. She broke into a gentle run that became faster and faster and faster, as though the ground had turned into a travelator and was propelling her forward by magic.

She was almost keeping pace with Darth. Elphaba is a pure witch so she rides with Liam wolf, auntie Narhiah is like us, a hybrid of witch and giant, so she has a wolf that will take her to Untamed Vixen but when we arrived at the pack...we found the most shocking surprise. Blood spilled, many were hurt and Alex was inside the packhouse, lying bleeding. "Alex!" I quickly approached—in human form—and when I realized he still had breath I didn't hesitate to heal him.

Andrew said with a smirk. “You would,” Naomi grinned, “But I am so nice, and Ruby loves me so much that she’d do it anyway. I’m such a giving person.” The pair erupted into yet another bickering match, and Ruby picked up her long strides to step beside Elaine. The qilin nudged her head against the knight’s palm, and Elaine petted the creature as they walked along the winding dirt road of the thinning forest. “I know Ruby,” Elaine spoke softly, “They are both idiots.”

So I whispered in Ismelida’s right ear and said to her, “It is fine, we should get going.” Lifting my head from Ismelida’s side, my eyes met with those of Glinda who is part of the elders of the pack, and most importantly a mother figure to Ryder as she was Ryder's mother's best friend before her passing. She stared at me with no emotion visible on her face and that alone sent cold chills down my spine. This caused me to tug at Ismelida’s arm once more but she did not bother to move from where she stood. “You will be the death of me,” I whispered to her once more, giving up on trying to convince her.

Old Shit Witch sighed, shaking her head. “Right, cause I’m going to buy that. Where are the red heels that will take me home if you’re supposed to be Glinda the Good Witch of the North? And if you’re the Good Witch, were those playing cards your henchmen? Cause if they are fuck you. Shit Witch didn’t have anyone stab my dick.” I glared at this supposed Glinda as I got to my feet.

I knew by then that I was furiously blushing. Ellie flicked her wand again, and I was all dressed up, it was like a Cinderella moment, the flicking and appearing of things. Elphaba made some water droplets appear, and then she twisted and turned them into beautiful shapes, then Ellie touched her hand, and they turned into crystal clear diamonds, placed around a beautiful necklace and earrings. With a flick of her hand, Everly twisted and turned my hair, making a half-up-do with my long hair finishing in loose curls over one of my shoulders.

Janine then thought about her brat of a son who had nearly gotten an unknown woman to be her daughter-in-law. It infuriated her so much… Thinking of this, she could not help wanting to stuff Zephyr back into her womb! … “Cordelia, look at that painting!” Cordelia followed Xyla’s gaze. The oil painting was big and took up a good portion of the wall. The strokes were abstract and dreamy as they seemed to paint a forest and a large, lifelike firefly flapping its wings.

They had their song back, not in the air, but in their blood. Elara held a fruit that was shaped like a swirling spiral. Her eyes were closed, a serene smile on her face. "It's the Glimmerfall," she whispered. "Not just the story of it, but the feeling. The tiredness. The hope. The joy of its change. It's all here."