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Kate, Sophie and Penelope move into their new home after escaping their toxic families. For the first time in years, they get a taste of freedon, only to realise they've traded one nightmare for another.
Every night they toss and turn, and every morning they wake to find bruises and marks on their bodies...
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it's the light, it's the heart (and I don't want to waste it) by thatiranianphantom
Fandoms: Wicked - All Media Types, Wicked - Schwartz/Holzman, Wicked (Movie 2024)
26 Jan 2025
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She makes toward the west, and that is when she hears it.
The crack of a gunshot. The thud of a body hitting the ground.
And she knows.
(Fiyero gets shot. Things happen, but he doesn't die.)
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i have loved the stars too fondly by thatiranianphantom
Fandoms: Wicked - All Media Types
24 Feb 2025
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They’ll meet at the castle, he told her. They’ll be together always. And their lives could start again.
She makes toward the west, and that is when she hears it.
The crack of a gunshot. The thud of a body hitting the ground.
Fiyeraba-centric drabbles.
Bookmarked by hmwalton04
24 Sep 2025
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no grave can hold my body down (i'll crawl home to her) by parkersjcnes
Fandoms: Wicked - All Media Types, Wicked (Movie 2024), Wicked - Schwartz/Holzman, The Wicked Years Series - Gregory Maguire
27 Sep 2025
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It was months later, late at night when the thought came. The idea of her own death one day leaving him completely, utterly alone. She did not welcome the thought in, but it intruded anyway, and it would not pass. It sat in her chest like a load of rocks. It pulled and pulled at her, until it dragged her out of bed to dig through the trunk in the spare bedroom.
or; elphaba finds a way for fiyero to be human again
Bookmarked by hmwalton04
29 Sep 2025
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“Why are you here?” she was asking. “Why… why did you do that? Why did you come with me?” Her eyes were sharp, discerning, looking for threats, questioning his motives.
“You kept it.” He said simply, his voice hoarse.
Her eyes moved to the desk, the flower sitting in its container, “No one had ever got me flowers before. Call it sentimental.” Her brows furrowed, but he saw her chest rise quickly, the sharp intake of breath.
ALAYM <3
