The Great and Powerful Oz @ozthethird-archive-blog - Tumblr Blog

“ Pay no attention to the man behind the curtain. “

#this is ozs New blog #so current threads will be dropped but you may talk to me about starting new ones #just relationships will pass on as well #unless pour muses didn't know eachother very well to begin with #then maybe a clean slate would be good

This blog is now an archive, attempting to revive oz over on THIS BLOG

#*outofemeralds

I HAVE decided to move Oz to a different blog, I will put up a link and archive this one when its done

#*outofemeralds #probably gonna regret it cause i have a lot of blogs but #i miss this kid

I’m considering archiving this blog and maybe starting oz over on a new blog. I’ll let you guys know

#*outofemeralds #at least thinking about it for when i have more time

Looks like I only really get the courage to come on when most people aren’t on heh---

anyways, I’m sorry for not being on here anymore. I really am. I love this muse to death, and the people I have rped with are awesome and I love you guys too. There have just been a few things (that I’d rather not mention) that have driven me away from most of my accounts.

I don’t know if I’ll come back to this account. I’m barely holding up a new one or two because of real life - I recently had a friend pass away and I’ve been working this part time job every day of the week (which is not normal) for the last two-three weeks. It’s really getting to me.

If you’d like to request to follow my new accounts or get some form of contact info from me you’re welcome to inbox me. i’ll be back every now and then like I am now just to lurk and see who’s around

#*outofemeralds

Sorry I haven’t been on - dealing with irl shit. Will try again on sunday

#*outofemeralds

a-crimsonmalice

✗ – ozthethird liked for a queued starter.

“What the fuck…” Minerva gasped quietly as the smoke about her cleared. Certainly wasn’t an LSD trip – she had learned the difference by then. What was going on, where was she? New York was weird, but it certainly wasn’t this weird.

Looking up the long road she stood upon, Minerva waved her arms above her head; attempting to gain the attention of a figure off in the distance. “Excuse me! Could you tell me where the hell I am?”

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Walking outside of the city was something that happened often for him. Simply because sometimes he needed a breather. He needed to step out and see the city from a new angle.

Though, he hadn’t expected to see someone off in the distance. Sure people came to the city all the time, but normally not alone and not shouting such a stupid question-- “You’re outside the Emerald City.” He answered as he came within not-shouting distance of her. He didn’t normally raise his voice if he could help it.

#mistressmxleficent #v: land of oz

pinkeujungleo

Taekwoon wrecking shit in Blossom Tears

#the great and powerful;#v: nearly wicked

iceprincesssooyeon

Jessica runs her fingers through her hair, pushing it back out of her face. It’s a cool day but her face is warm with embarrassment. She hardly knows him after all, her only real connection with him being the time she’d spent treating him after his release from Zelena’s spell. But she still feels responsible for him. At least to a degree. She’s warned him time and again that he should be resting for a little longer, that he shouldn’t push himself so soon. Each attempt to convince him to spend more time on recovery, however, was met with push back. He was insistent on leaving, recovering his hidden heart. So she had decided to stop pushing him to stay. Instead, she focused her persistence on getting him to take her along. It hasn’t been easy, but she thinks she’s wearing down on him. Has he begun to notice that she’s only doing this because she cares about his well being? Or is he still skeptical of her intentions? “You know you shouldn’t be doing this alone.” She scolds him, trying to seem more firm in her words than she feels. Emma had told her to let him go alone if that’s what he wanted, but how could she do that with a clear conscious? Jessica has to be stern, be tenacious in what she’s trying to do, “I know you don’t want to hear it, but you haven’t recovered yet. Not fully. You could seriously hurt yourself.” She crosses her arms, trying not to feel so self-conscious and perpetually defeated by his refusals to let her help, “If you’re leaving, I’m coming with you. Having someone with some medical knowledge would be ideal. You know, in case something happens. I just want to be sure you’re okay.” She swallows hard. There’s not much else she can say that she hasn’t already and she’s sure that now is her last chance to convince him. Her only other option would be to try to follow him despite him having turned her down. And that wouldn’t be easy. His stride is longer than hers and, when it gets dark, she would lose him completely. One last time, she makes a small plead to help, “Please.”

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His life had been a living hell while under Zelena’s curse, he was willing to admit to that much. And ever since it was broken he....he wasn’t to sure what to do with himself. He had no more orders to follow, no more people to kill, he was just expected to rest and take it easy.

Yeah, right. Like that was ever going to happen.

At the very least, he needed to get up and move. He still had to find his heart. That was enough of a reason for him to move around and try to forget about what he had been through the last few years. But why, oh why, was this nurse so convinced that he should stay put? She had been bothering him for ages, and he wasn’t to sure if he was grateful or annoyed. That curse seems to have completely affected parts of his personality, he was annoyed much easier than normal.

He pulls on a dark green trench coat he had managed to find as the woman continues to speak. She made some good points, but that doesn’t mean he wants her to tag along.

Then again, hadn’t he put a spell on the jar so he couldn’t open it? He’d need someone else there to open that at least. He sighed, rubbing a hand over his face. He looks horrible, he knows without looking into a mirror. He’s barely slept over the course of staying in the hospital, and he barely got any sleep every day he was under that stupid curse.

“Fine,” the wizard finally said, stopping in his steps and turning towards her. “You can come, but after I find what I’m looking for - you leave me alone for good, got it?”

#iceprincesssooyeon #v: ouat

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He blinks as someone speaks nearby. His korean is honestly still a little shaky, but he knows what the other is staying. “Cute.” He said, agreeing and giving a small nod.

Oz then kneels down, petting the top of the kitten’s head.

dvppler

The voice threw him off-guard. He was extremely sure that the voice did not come from his twin– even a normal person would notice that the speaker didn’t know Korean very well. Haneul nearly turned to where he assumed the voice was coming from before a stranger came over and started petting the kitten.

He started to speak to the stranger in English, still feeling embarrassed for the assumption. “Ah, I’m sorry. I thought you were my brother.” The hand without the cigarette scratched the back of his neck, his nervous habit.

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He continues to pet at the animal as the stranger speaks up again. This time in a language he had more of a grasp on. That was nice, at least. “It’s fine.” The wizard hummed, watching the cat walk closer to the stranger, so he turns to face him for the first time since hearing him speak.

“Is he yours?”

#dvpplr

tagfix

#ozthethird #getting sick of your shit tumblr #*outofemeralds

kintsukuroi--natsukashii

The immortal just watched the other handle the guards with calm and very strong authority and all she could think was that he was the head boss around here and the fact that he was protecting her or even siding with her was quite surprising – she would think that he would be acting like the guards, panicking over the fact that there was someone that was not suppose to be there running around the place.

She watched as the guards eventually were told to return back to their post before the male had turned towards her and introduced himself. Aurelia shook her head, “…Ah… It is quite alright…” she told him after regaining her breath and voice, “…It is understandable. I am someone not from here, it would send a warning signal to anyone…” she commented simply before bowing her head, “… Aurelia Carter and I currently reside in Seoul, Korea…” she introduced herself, “Wizard of Oz?” she questioned slightly, brows furrowing at the slightly strange name, “…Where am I exactly…?”

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“Seoul...I’ve been there.” He’s been switching between cities such as that and the Land of Oz for quite some time. Personally, he’d rather just stay here in this castle than go back to that strange other world. But sometimes he didn’t have a choice.

“You’re in the Land of Oz, the Emerald City to be exact.” He said, motioning her to follow him and he started to walk down the hall towards his study. “I can take you back to that city, if you wish. I have a way to travel there quite easily.” But getting out of the view of the giant windows would be a good idea. He didn’t need to many people seeing this kind of magic.

#kintsukuroinatsukashii #v: land of oz

memesfoundhere

My muse has been working all day non stop and collapses in front of your muse, how does your muse react?

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“Well—” He couldn’t deny it. He even had a pillow stuffed somewhere behind his desk in case he got to tired to move to his room. There was a tray or two in the corner near the door where some cooks had brought him food. Both plates were completely clean - Oz having eaten everything in sight. It was no secret that he had a large appetite.

When the book hits the Tinman’s head, he almost cringes at sound that is echoing afterwards. With that done he motions his hand down and all the books move downwards, out of the air and gathering in different stacks across the room.

“I have a lot of work to check up on - that’s all.”

tinhearted

Nick Chopper couldn’t read. It was a long held opinion of his that there were better things to be done with his time. Even when said time was practically infinite. After all, he only had a heart; no brain. What was the point in trying? And, after so long, when he had even stopped counting his birthdays, the Tin man had seen to it that he could get along just fine without.

It was presence, he maintained, not practicality, which saw one through.

Oz’s methods of ruling were a mystery at best, a downright oddity at worst. Did Ozma spend so much time on paperwork? Did Glinda? Locasta? Nick certainly couldn’t run the West in such a way. He left that kind of time wasting to Scarecrow.

With deliberate slowness, Nick turned back to slot the book away, confident that his own silent disapproval could say what he hadn’t. The look was damaged somewhat by the jaunty angle at which Oz’s book had knocked the Tin man’s hat. He hadn’t noticed.

“You,” he said, “Will fall asleep during the dignitary meeting again.”

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“I---” He couldn’t deny it would happen. It wouldn’t be the first time, nor the last, something like that would happen. It caused him to bury his head in his arms for a moment ontop of the desk. Talk about embarrassing, getting caught like this then scolded.

He pulls himself up after the embarrassment somewhat subsides and stands up. “I actually got some sleep last night, actually.” He said, looking at the papers and books scattered around the room. Really, alot of it wasn’t the paperwork he had been complaining about. Some of it was yes, but everything else were simply something to pass the time. Books on magic and history -- things he is expected to know, but he doesn’t.

It wasn’t his fault, really. His succession of the role of the Wizard of Oz was rushed thanks to his father getting to injured to continue. He hadn’t had the proper time to learn everything - the best time to learn it was behind closed doors when others expected him to be working.

“.....there isn’t one of those meetings soon, is there?”

Because he could probably use some more sleep.

#tinhearted #v: land of oz