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independant elphaba thropp.
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est. sept. 2013
book + musical canon
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written by julia

mimixmarquez:

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  ’ So let’s find a bar,                                                                                                                                                                     so dark we forget who we are. 

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                      ‘ I don’t drink. ‘

                                    ‘ do you need help to a cab? ‘

   drcoopxr-blog:
   "That wasn’t me."
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    ’ oh, so I suppose a helpless bird opened the window by
      itself 
and let itself out for nice  fly in the temperate 10ª
      weather? I would’ve thought a  GENIUS    like yourself
      would           have a            better              explanation. ’

   wiinterempress-deactivated20180:
   Have you ever considered coming in second so someone else can come first for once?
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    ’ well, I have, but then I realized once I get
      mine I really don’t give a fuck about him. ’

philosophex:

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      Horatio smiled. “Oh, I didn’t mean for it to be
      excitable exactly. I wouldn’t say I am normally,
      no. But there are times it just kind of strikes me,
      the uniqueness of certain moments, and I find it
      interesting if nothing else. Since so much feels
      so routine most of the time. Is so routine.”


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     she did,     against her own  will, understand his
     words. the sort of pleasure in simplicity –– that
     which             she   had          NEVER           had.  

                    ’ true enough, I suppose. ’

wishlist post: "I found your cat wandering around outside and now it’s really attached to me can I keep it" AU

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   eyes widen at the very suggestion that the animal had any owner but her.
   she’d found it huddled out in a rainstorm, freezing. it couldn’t POSSIBLY
   need or want to return to the owner who’d neglected it for so long she
   barely even realized it was gone

                                         ’ are you quite sure this is him?he’s
                                           been   with me a  rather long   time. ’

wiinterempress

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Relief etched itself onto Elsa’s pallid visage. For the briefest moments, she thought she could get away with not speaking about this. However, this wasn’t just anyone. If there was one person in this world who was able to extract secrets from her without even trying, it was Evelyn. No doubt, the words would escape Elsa’s lips before she could stop them. However, she had to hold onto the hope that would not be so.

As Evelyn made her way into the townhouse, she placed her hand over her belly & closed her eyes. For a few moments, she stood there with her back against the door as she tried to gather her strength. Once she was able to gather something [ after all, something was better than nothing ], she made her way towards Evelyn & sat down in front of her. She did her best to listen to what her best friend was saying, however, there were far too many things on her mind.

What was she going to do? What was she going to say to Hans?
Can they survive this? & what about Anna? How was her sister
going to react to this? Oh God, what were her PARENTS going
to say? As much as they [ loved ] Hans, this would kill them. No,
this would be the final thing that pushes them to kill HER. 

Before she could stop herself, the tears fell once more. Almost immediately, Marshmallow came running over & placed his head on her thigh as he attempted to comfort her. This should be a happy occasion, & yet, she could not find a happy thing about this. While she already loved her baby with all her heart, she was terrified.

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                                        ❝I’m                              I’m pregnant with Hans’ baby.

      ——— Shit, Evelyn, what am I going to do? I-I’m …❞

She wrapped her arms around her middle as tears continued to fall. ❝I am happy. So happy! B-but I’m fucking terrified. H-hans                           he’s going to hate me & the baby &           I can’t do this alone.

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     her fingers raised instinctively, as if to TOUCH, as if to comfort. but she didn’t. she
     knew when Elsa needed contact and when she didn’t. instead she moved just inches
     closer to her on the sofa, breath escaping in a barely audible sigh. she had met Hans
     but a handful of times, but she’d gathered enough in that time to understand Elsa’s
     dismay.

     but howwas Evelyn to be any help? she had had Flynn’s baby but two years ago,
     and had given it up without so much as holding it. but Evelyn had never particularly
     liked kids, not after raising her sister, and not after knowing her own parents. she
     may not have been cut out for parenthood, but Elsa, she had a softer spot for children
     than most knew. and Evelyn knew the very thought of giving it up would likely crush
     her.

                          “ what do YOU want to do? ”

      the thought comes much easier than expected, but it couldn’t have been truer. Elsa
      was one who would please every person on earth before she considered herself.
      something Evelyn understood to a point, but could never carry out like Elsa. still,
      she needed to be reminded, now more than EVER, that her opinion mattered.

      and suddenly she did reach out, fingers
      wrapping around Elsa’s, wet from her tears.  

                                       " you will NOT do this alone. Hans’s support or not. “

wiinterempress:

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          Elsa couldn’t stand to look at the plastic stick on the counter. The timer on her iPhone had gone off a long time ago, & she couldn’t bring herself to look at the pregnancy test. She didn’t need to look. She knew in her heart that she was indeed [ pregnant ]. She wanted to be happy. She truly did & in the briefest of moments, she was. She was in utter bliss. She and the man she loved created something beautiful together. However, now that she truly had a moment to think, she knew that there was no way in hell Hans would be happy about this. He would see their child as a mistake, a barrier to his future & he would grow to hate their child. He would grow to hate her.

         Soft sobs echoed around the bathroom. She didn’t want that for them. There was a question to whether or not they would even have a future together. Regardless of how much SHE HERSELF wanted a future with him, she had no idea what he wanted. This was just supposed to be [ sex ]. Straight up [ fucking ]. Nothing more. Now look where they are. She loved him & he was incapable of loving her. And now she was pregnant with his child. God above, what is she going to do?

         riiiiiing. 

         Elsa jumped up & immediately wiped away her tears. There was no way to hide the fact that she just spent the last ten minutes or so crying. Hopefully, it was just the delivery man. But of course, when has fate ever been kind to her when she was already down. The moment she opened the door, eyes widened.

                  ❝F-fuck, I thought you weren’t flying in until later. I would have
                    picked you up from the airport.                                 

  Come in. Wow I’m sorry it’s a bit of a mess here. Anna just finished
  moving her things to Kristoff’s place so I’m trying to figure stuff
  out.❞          [ like a nursery for example ]

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          “ my flight came in much earlier than
            
expected.       I caught the subway. " 

   she knew instantly that something was wrong with Elsa. she
   didn’t need to see the fading redness beneath her eyes or the
   way her fingers curled at her sides. she just knew. when Elsa
   was upset, no matter what she did to CONCEAL it, Evelyn was
   the first to sense her pain, always. but she was smart enough
   know when to PUSH and when not to, so she only just quietly
   stepped inside without so much as a word.    

                                         ” it’s no trouble, really. I just got my own
                                            apartment,          I know how it can be. “     

                   she sat on a bar-stool, laying her bag on the ground. Elsa was
                   always the one to comment on her packing light, but she’d really
                   never had much to bring. Evelyn had never owned much to her
                   name besides a few books. but she was comfortable that way,
                   regardless of what others thought.   

     ” I do hope Chistery &Killyjoy will be alright without me for
        a few days. Malky tends to fend for herself, but the other
        two –––––––––––––––     god only knows the trouble they
        can get themselves into. how is Marshmellow, then?

                               her  fingers   tap   on   the  linoleum,   a friendly
                               smile. Evelyn was no fool, but neither was Elsa.
 

nixreginam:

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          ❝Well the sex is fantastic. Too bad he’s an asshole.
            Wait. What am I saying? As long as the sex is mind-
            blowing, I give no fucks.❞

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    “ sounds reasonable. I’m all for good
      hook-ups. emotions get incredibly
      tiring after awhile. ”

nixreginam:

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            ❝He probably already READ all the wikis. He probably went to those
              classes entitled “how to properly pleasure a woman so they open
              their legs for you again” or something like that. Of course, those might
              have been too difficult for him so he winged it.

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    “ jesus christ. this is why I bang girls now. I’m
      glad you found this guy because I gave up.  ”

nixreginam:

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       ❝Oh God I remember that. Whenever I see a sham-wow
         I honestly just roll around laughing. Why do you think I
         had to get rid of the sham-wow here in the apartment?
         Oh! Didn’t he try to call you a few times for ANOTHER
         booty call?

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       “ oh god don’t remind me. I was tempted to
         mail him a wiki-how on how to pleasure girls,
         or even how not to pleasure girls. the number
         one thing would probably be not to punch me
         in the boob, or text in the middle, or offer me
        a sham-wow, but y'know, baby steps. ”

HW