Gelphie Femslash February
Day 15: Favorite Gelphie Scene
At this point in the story Glinda has spent years cultivating this public persona of Glinda the Good, despite missing Elphaba terribly she doesn't let those feelings get in the way of how she's trying to live her life. We know Glinda is unhappy as hell but she's still willing to put herself in the spotlight as this carefully curated figure and has spent a significant amount of time and effort doing so.
And yet the second she sees Elphaba again, all of that crumbles.
The Wizard is there! The man who could order her imprisonment if he wanted to is right there and Glinda knows this and she does. not. care.
Glinda didn't even know if Elphaba was alive, she's been dealing with these rumors about her for YEARS and she's so incredibly relieved to see her again she just has to hug her and she throws caution out the window to do so. (And this is GLINDA we're talking about. Her whole character relies on NEVER throwing caution out the window---except when Elphaba is involved. Elphaba is the only reason Glinda ever goes against the status quo but that's a whole other post.)
The scene plays a little differently with each performer, of course, but I love when Elphaba is portrayed as an active participant instead of just waiting for Glinda to approach.
Elphaba absolutely knows she's in danger, and yet she reaches towards Glinda and even shakes her arm a little impatiently while Glinda is frozen (sometimes Elphaba even walks up to her, too.) She's in danger and she doesn't care at all, she wants to allow herself this moment of reunion. Even while she's behind enemy lines. Because this is Glinda!! This is her Glinda who is right there!!
I could go on and on and on about this tbh but it's so precious how they haven't seen each other in years and they're on opposite sides and they're in this very dangerous place and through all the shock and disbelief of seeing each other again they still hold each other even for a moment.
Then it's back to business. "Only you shouldn't have come, if anyone discoverates you---" because Glinda is Glinda after all and there is work to do, but for a few seconds nothing but Elphaba mattered. It was like they were alone in that room.
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Heya friend, I love the posts about songs that people have for PS! Personally, I listen to the entirety of the Tetris Effect soundtrack when reading (and rereading) the fic.
It also helps that the songs are meant to help you get into “the zone”—it’s an instant Proficiency Bonus in Comment Writing for me ᕙ( •̀ ᗜ •́ )ᕗ
My top 5 songs from the album would be:
City Lights
It's without a doubt is my sparks fly song. When we get our incredible lovely TyStar moments, this is the song that comes to mind. The build-up! The funk and the rhythm! And the way Tyrus and Astarion fit so well together, working in tandem and being each others’ home! 🥺😭
Boscage
This is the essence of the Angst With Happy Ending tag for me. It’s all about freedom and loving life. (But who knows if these themes’ll apply to the end HAHAHA)
Connected (Yours Forever)
So despite how the lyrics feel more Tyrus-y, I honestly associate the message more with Astarion. And on a smaller note, there are also some theories I have related to how Astarion’s scar connects (hah!) him to the other sacrificial spawn and what it means for Astarion to be the one to "sing" this to Tyrus :P (It's just Astarion Nat20 persuasion checking that nerd to live)
Here
Is a more low-key pick, but I think it does a great job capturing the various small moments they must’ve had when they were feeling safe. Like in Tyrus’ Tiny Hut, or when they climbed into a single bed together in the dorms. And the way the song builds reminds me of how important these “insignificant” moments feel when you look back on them. To me, they add up into this giant wave of nostalgia; a great reminder of being loved.
Hometown I gotta say this one was hard to place at first. It’s very PS for me, but I couldn’t put into words why. In the end, I think it’s all about hope and remembering how love strengthens you and keeps you moving forward.
The lads have gone through a lot, but they have each other. And whenever the Horrors™ are unleashed upon them, they always find strength in their most beloved and return home, and I think the song resonates with me in that regard. :D
If you give any of these songs a listen, let me know your thoughts! But no pressure on replying to this or anything, I just got a burst of Want-To-Write-about-PSirosis and wanted to share! (ノ> ◇ <)ノ~~♡
Hi friend!! I also very much enjoy people's song recs, so I was terribly thrilled to tune into yours 🥰
First of all, I love all the funk and rhythm going on in these songs, it was unexpected but a ton of fun to listen to! I think my favorites were Connected (Yours Forever) and Here. I totally agree that the connected song could be either Tyrus or Astarion's pov, there's a lot of back and forth on which one of them is comforting the other, so it just depends on what part of the story we're talking! Either way works 💙 and the Here song just has great vibes!!
Funnily enough, one of my three PS playlists is titled "yours (forever)" so how could I resist adding such a relevant song to it?? Lol that one is basically my ushie-gushie Tystar romance playlist so it fit too well to resist. Thank you so much kiltdroy!!!
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imaginjgn fuking a stupid idiot guy whos all slinky and chill and you who is somewhat jealous that the he goes off every other time to fuck off in a brothel before finally cornering him and expressing ur jealousy theough fucking him while saying mean stuff but really ur just bullying for the fun of it;;
amab reader.
cw;,, bullying of small phallus :'(, feminine terminology used to describe male genitalia (giving) readers chest is called tits briefly, lowkey humilation sorta??
( totally relative to story but not mentioned; guy who's a little silly dreams of you fucking him and now he cant get the feeling of ur dream imprint of your dick out of his head and now that ur alone and together it elicites the perverted nature of his mind and he decides to lowkey taunt you into doing what he wants )
it was only the two of you; sharing a bottle of rice wine* while staring off over the cliff that overlooked the village where the others were hanging around. the lights from the village illuminate your bodies with a dull, pretty glow and it didn't help him that you looked a bit too feminine in that moment as a moderately in-between looking man; evoking his perverted nature - your soft, half-lidded eyes and lips that were glossy with the rice wine he offered you.. ughgh..
'.. yeah, you know.. i was wondering what you do.. do you just go jerk it in the forest when we're all sleeping or something?' he questions, a bit dumbly with his voice wobbly as he shifts next to you - knees pulled to his chest with his arms wrapped around his legs. 'or do you go out to a brothel without any of us knowing? seriously, i cant imagine going so long without .. yknow, doing it..' he shrugs, glancing at you briefly. a bit too shameless. 'camping here for so long.. staying here for months in a closed space with each other.. you know, i figured i would hear something!'
'none of them are my type.' you shake your head in denial, face apathetic as you look over the village below; lights lively and the faint sound of music playing so faint you'd have to strain your ears to hear. 'the women at the brothels,' you clarify, a double meaning to your words. 'and no i dont fucking jerk it in the forest..'
'really? then what, you just.. keep it in? it's just.. hrmm..'
and then, he continues to prod and talk about masturbating in the shower with a little back and forth about sex and stuff along the lines of fornication - . i mean, who the hell did this little creep think he is-?! when is it enough? you begin to grow a little too irritated, and heated as the alcohol flowing through your body and straight to your groin - he was not helping. you had planned to leave him there and truly go jerk it in the forest but omg you cant help urself can you? not when he's sitting there, talking so perverted and needs to be put in place?? goodness how can u ignore that..
'hush already..' you groan lowly, annoyance spiking as you shift your legs; squirming as your dick pressed against the fabric of your underwear irritatingly. eliciting a sharp, unheard gasp of shock from the others' lips as he began to stutter incomprehensibly as your hand moves swiftly to grip his wrist closest to you - other hand grazing his groin as you moved close before climbing over him, settling in with a leg over and under his and hovering over him with a blank look, scrutinizing and ignoring the way your bulge was grazed annoyingly by his. 'what's it to you? why y' so interested in who i might fuck or where i might jerk off? you wanna watch or something?' you taunt leisurely, tilting your head at the other man who's free hand was in-between his legs; knuckles grazing your bulge with how close you were - !
'what?? n-no, man.. i thought this was just guy talk..' he squirms, huffing softly as he stares up at you with wide and startled eyes; aha.. why does he feel so warm.. ughhgh
'guy talk about masturbating? i have never heard the others talk about consistently talkin about jerkin it.. i think you're just a weirdo.' you nod at your own words, hand on his inner thigh edging toward his groin and finally cupping ever so softly - massaging through his pants and grinning at his soft grunt, his eyes staring up at you in wonder with a face bright red that looked vaguely blue under the moonlight; hidden away from the lights from below.
'i mean, seriously. who could you genuinely pleasure with this fucking thing?' you mutter outloud, relishing in the way his eyes glazed with tears, but none dripping - pleasure, embarrassment warming the apples of his cheeks as he stares at you from his position underneath you as you inspect his miniscule dick with nimble examining fingers that you had promptly pulled out of his pants - he was grateful you didn't mention the spot darkening on his pants, nor the small and managable sticky mess along his underwear - so quickly??!! a-and not to mention cold hands!! he was always treating life coolly "go with the flow and try luck with cute girls", and - obviously it's all about how you use ur dick to pleasure someone! 'so tiny. a bit cute, yknow?' you thumb the tip, running the pad of your digit over the slit of his dick without shame, you looked so happy.
'.. f/n..' he complains breathless, in a meek warning tone as he tries to gather all his confidence rather than making a joke out of the situation like he totally would, 'your hands are cold.. how would you like it if i were to touch your tits, huh?' he makes a grab for your clothed chest - with you redirect and twist it around at an odd angle - 'complain is all you ever do.' you mutter with a hint of amusement, lazily and really a little indifferent about your hand temperature as you slowly circle your thumb around his uncircumcised tip. '.. trying to act big.. so cute. how can you when ur dick is this small.. c'mon, we all know how you masturbate and how you fucking whine. you think you're slick, quiet and whatnot but you're fucking sloppy and loud.'
'and do you actually clean yourself? you.. just smell weird.. you're fucking gross too, you know that?' you complain, really you were just joking, but that didn't stop the smaller, skinnier male from letting out a soft whimper as he squirms underneath you; letting himself fall to the ground instead of keeping himself propped up with his elbow and you take a moment to shift onto your knees in a matter of comfortability and then, to merely blow on the tip whilst gripping the base of his dick - feeling your dick strain in your underwear and begin to ache in pain, face flushed without feeling embarrassment as you study his expression twisted in delightful pleasure - eyebrows furrowed, his eyes trying to stay open and his lips parted and glossy with his saliva as he continuously bit and licked his lips.
'and with a dick as small as my ring finger, and an ass like a plump girls'.. i don' know.. i might have to keep you to myself.' you mumble,, burying your face in his neck without care as you slowly pump your hand around his weeping cock, humming softly as he whimpers and whines at how good it feels to feel a dainty yet slightly rough hand slick with his pre-cum and spit sslide along his cock and squeezing at the tip -
'i think ur only good quality is how you look when you cum..'
was lowkey thinkin about young joseph joestar in a scenario similar to this,,, just jealous reader n then bullying jo while fucking into him but he'd be as cocky as ever. honestly. Im trying to write in snippet form but it comes out as too wordy without much description and a little illegible esp with the fast pace. i will work on my way of writing !!
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