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𝑅𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈 ༉‧₊˚.
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𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓇𝒶𝒸𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓈 ˚ · . ༉‧
oscar diggs/the great and powerful oz
glinda upland
elphaba thropp
madame moribble
𝒮𝑒𝓇𝒾𝑒𝓈 ༊*·˚
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓍 𝐹!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 ( 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝟣 ) .ೃ࿐ : Pt. 1 , Pt. 2 , Pt. 3 , Pt. 4 (NSFW) ༉‧₊˚.
you embark on a journey to meet the wizard, in hopes he will fulfill your hearts desire.. him.
ೃ⁀➷ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒜𝓅𝓅𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝒾𝒸𝑒 ⋆ ★ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓍 𝐹!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 : Pt. 1, Pt. 2, Pt. 3 ＊*•̩̩͙
you’ve been an apprentice under the great and terrible oz for awhile, trying to read the grimmerie. you’re focus on studying is faltering because of the person you expected least of all: the wizard himself.
˚ · . 𝒲𝒾𝒸𝓀𝑒𝒹 𝒲𝒾𝓉𝒸𝒽𝑒𝓈 ˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ 𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓍 𝐹!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 : Pt. 1, Pt. 2
distraught after you lose your best friend, elphaba, your intense emotions awaken something new inside you, and Moribble is quick to notice.
summary: morrible helps you gather your belongings, and the wizard delivers breakfast.
note: ahhh, its nice to be writing again! lots of crazy stuff happened, but i’ll try to come back and post as often as I can. i’m still getting back into the swing of things!
disclaimer: older man x younger woman, slowburn, evil wizard/moribble, manipulation
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The morning seemed a little brighter, especially with your new, well, future title. You couldn’t forget about Elphaba, but you could stop mentioning her for the time being. Besides, they were already looking for her, so surely there wasn’t much to worry about. As Moribble promised, your stuff had been delivered, waiting for you in the spacious parlor with plenty of sitting space. The wizard had mentioned he was here by himself alot, so you assumed all this space wasn’t being used much. Your luggage was awaiting you on the coffee table sat in front of one the velvet couches, your bags and trunks just how you remembered it.
“If you have anything else, I’ll be sure to collect that too.” Moribble smiled, taking your hand in hers as she led you further into the room. The wizard had escorted you there, but said he’d be waiting for you two in the dining hall. You didn’t mind. Moribble wasn’t too intimidating to be alone with. You took a seat on the couch, Moribble beside you.
“Deary, I must say, I’ve never seen so much potential in a person before,” She said, voice honeyed, “The wizard sees it too.”
“I’d hope so.” You remarked. “He told me I could be the good witch of the north. I’ve never heard a better offer.”
She paused for a moment, before nodding. “A role perfectly suited for your effulgence. Did you accept his offer?” She leaned in, though very subtly.
“Of course.” You met her gaze.
“That’s perfect. Could you assure me of one thing, then?” She replied, placing her hand on your shoulder.
“Anything.” You replied, implying she should continue.
“You’ll stay here.. permanently, right? You’d like to live here?” She asked, searching your face for even the slight of reactions.
You supposed you didn’t have much of a choice. It was a long way home, and if your stuff was moved here then surely your dorm had been reassigned by now. You didn’t have anywhere else to go, really. The thought unsettled you somewhat. “Well.. sure. I’ll live here.” You acquiesced, looking back towards your suitcase. Everything was there, and unpacking seemed like a job better done on a full stomach.
“More specifically, you won’t go off without advance notice?” Morrible continued. “It’s terribly dangerous outside the Emerald City. I wouldn’t want Elphaba to.. um..”
Your eyes narrowed slightly. What a subtle duo you were now living with.. you figured there was some base to their speculation, but you weren’t a toddler that could wander off at any moment for any random reason. “I’m not gonna abscond towards the western sky, no, if that’s what you’re asking.”
Moribble seemed to sense the hints of irritation in your voice, and backed off. “Well, that’s wonderful. Everything you need is within these walls, I assure you.” She smiled.
“Except a best friend..” You mumbled.
“Hm?” Moribble hummed.
“Nothing.” You replied quickly, brushing off your lap. “How about breakfast, then?”
Moribble stood first, and held out her hand to help you up. Grasping her hand, you stood in one swift motion. You sighed, giving the room one quick glance before allowing her to lead you out of the parlor.
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After a short walk, you arrived it what must be the dining room. A long, shimmering table sat in the center, with a matching chair set with dark green, velvet cushions that seemed to incite you into the room further.
“Please, have a seat, deary. Breakfast will be here shortly.” Morrible gave you a soft smile, and went ahead to pull out a chair for you. You smiled in return and took a seat, shifting slightly to get comfortable. The velvet was soft against your body, and you leaned against the chair. The tabletop was gleaming, certainly just cleaned, and you raised a hand to gently sweep over the polished surface.
Just then, footsteps in the doorway drew your attention. It was the wizard, and he smiled upon seeing you.
“Ah, hello. I hope you slept well.” He greeted, walking up to stand beside you.
“I did, thank you.” You smiled nervously, and raised your head to make a quick second of eye contact before looking down. He laughed softly, presumably at your shyness, and clasped his hands together.
“Well, I’ve prepared quite the meal for you.” He gestured to the pairs of doors on either side of room, “Are you ready?”
“For?” You prompt, your gaze drawn to the doors in anticipation of movement.
Then, what you assume to be waiters, file out with trays. The trays, a bright emerald, held various foods; waffles, pancakes, toast, juice puffs, and things you hadn’t even seen before. They began to place the dishes on the table around you, and a small gasp escaped you at the display. Moribble smiled, and clapped her hands together lightly.
As the commotion settled and the table seemed to fill, the wizard took the seat next to you, effortlessly sliding into the chair, and turned to you.
note: gosh.. my writing motivation has been up and down and on the wall and floor.. well, it’s been just about everywhere but in my head. i hope this is a good peace offering and holdover until i post new chapters for my series and finish some requests i’ve been working on. i love you all and i appreciate the patience. <33
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A = Affection (How affectionate are they? How do they show affection?)
Quite affectionate. Hand holding, small kisses, cuddling at night.. he’d try to match what you like. If he was leading you somewhere, he’d hold your hand. If you visited him in his office, he’d kiss you, maybe say something about missing you. He really likes giving and receiving compliments or general praise. His affections do rely on how receptive you are to touch.
B = Best friend (What would they be like as a best friend? How would the friendship start?)
Well, he’d most likely meet you through Madame Moribble. You might intimidate him at first, especially if you were actually magical, as he doesn’t want his wizard persona to be figured out. It would be smooth sailing from there; you’d come visit often and he’d spend alot of time showing you his Oz of Tomorrow and all the ideas he has for it. You’d even get your own little figurine to go the palace with him, so even your mini versions could be friends.
C = Cuddles (Do they like to cuddle? How would they cuddle?)
At night, he’d love just wrapping his arms around you and holding you against him. Cuddling would probably help him fall asleep, and stay close to you. If he’s working, you could sit on his lap. If you two are meandering around the palace, he would have his arm around you or hold your hand.
D = Domestic (Do they want to settle down? How are they at cooking and cleaning?)
Of course he would with you. He’d still have his wizard duties on the side, but he would be mostly devoted to you. Especially after putting a ring on it.. the best, most beautiful emerald ring money could buy. Nothing would keep him from the best ring in all of Oz for you.
I think he’s a decent cook, he’s had the time to learn, so he could cook up most basic things and learn some recipes you like to keep you happy and relying. Cleaning he mostly delegates to the maids and cleaning staff; “The wizard mustn’t get his hands dirty,” he’d explain.
E = Ending (If they had to break up with their partner, how would they do it?)
Oh, well, he’d let you down gently. Drop some hints about seeing different people, you’ve grown apart, things aren’t the same.. whatever would sting the least. He probably have your stuff already packed for you, “to save you the hassle.” He’d explain. It would hurt him to do so, but he’d try to seem more indifferent so he didn’t get emotional.
F = Fiance(e) (How do they feel about commitment? How quick would they want to get married?)
We know he has no issue breaking up a happy home, but his commitment to you and your relationship would change the longer you’ve been together. After a while, he wouldn’t feel so lonely, and wouldn’t want to lose you. If he did propose, he’d make it a very big deal. Fireworks, celebrations.. the Emerald City would be buzzing with the good news.
G = Gentle (How gentle are they, both physically and emotionally?)
Physically, he’s very romantic and gentle. He’d touch you softly and never without your permission. I think he’s very emotionally fragile, and little things can make him insecure or uncomfortable. He wants to believe he’s powerful, and wants others to believe it too. If you seemed uninspired or bored it’d hurt his pride, but some reassurance would help lots.
H = Hugs (Do they like hugs? How often do they do it? What are their hugs like?)
He loves receiving or giving hugs, mostly because he is a physical person at heart. He’d pull you against his chest, and wait until you shifted to move away to let go. If you were in a rush or saying bye, the hugs would be a little quicker but no less loving.
I = I love you (How fast do they say the L-word?)
A little quickly, since your really all he’s got. With past flings, he might’ve thrown the words around a little carelessly, but he might wait to say it with you so it means more and you know it’s genuine. If you say it before him, he’d say it back without hesitation.
J = Jealousy (How jealous do they get? What do they do when they’re jealous?)
I don’t think he’d be jealous often, but he’s not immune to the feeling. If you’re having too much fun doing something without him, for example, he might feel a little left out and jealous. Behavior-wise, he would thrown in a sarcastic comment or two, get a little manipulative and confrontational (think him trying to convince Elphaba that the monkeys aren’t spies) until you reassure him and he calms down.
K = Kisses (What are their kisses like? Where do they like to kiss you? Where do they like to be kissed?)
His kisses would be very.. passionate, of course, especially when you two are alone. Cupping your face, a hand on your waist or shoulder, anything that adds to the intimacy. He kisses you on the lips mostly, but sometimes a quick kiss on the cheek suffices. For more intimate moments, he might indulge himself with neck kisses. He likes hearing all the little sounds you make, especially if he gives you a hickey. Veering back into SFW territory, he likes kisses anywhere, really. A kiss is a kiss, whether it’s on his face, body, lower area..
L = Little ones (How are they around children?)
He’d be good around kids, being able to play and entertain them. He wants to be a father himself, so of course he’d project that fatherly love when around kids. If you two had your own someday, he would be incredibly doting. (see my father!wizard headcanons for more on this.)
M = Morning (How are mornings spent with them?)
I think he’s a heavy sleeper, and might not wake up until later in the day unless manually woken up. If you got up before him, he’d try to coax you back into bed. For cuddles, mostly, but because he isn’t much of a morning person and because hes worried you’ll go off and have too much fun without him while he’s asleep.
N = Night (How are nights spent with them?)
Peaceful for the most part, mostly quiet conversations before you two doze off. Bedtimes vary, mostly whenever you get sleepy so he can fall asleep with you. If it wasn’t to hot, he’d wrap his arms around you. However you like to cuddle is okay, and if you don’t like cuddling, he’ll settle for holding your hand.
O = Open (When would they start revealing things about themselves? Do they say everything all at once or wait a while to reveal things slowly?)
He has many secrets and a very big ‘web of lies’. If he really felt safe with you, he might reveal more and more, like his hometown being Omaha, Nebraska, or his name being Oscar Diggs. Perhaps he’d tell you.. he’s not magical at all. That he just floated here on a hot-air balloon. But you’d have to promise him you wouldn’t tell anyone, that you wouldn’t think less of him. If you were hoping he’d grant your wishes and cast some spells, you might be disappointed.
P = Patience (How easily angered are they?)
He’s more actions > words. He might not verbally state he’s irritated but subtle shifts in his demeanor would give him away. When things don’t go his way, when he’s losing his ‘power’ in a conversation, situations where he feels bested. I don’t think he’s an angry person, maybe a bitter one, but alot of his anger stems from feelings of inferiority and being a ‘fraud’.
Q = Quizzes (How much would they remember about you? Do they remember every little detail you mention in passing, or do they kind of forget everything?)
He’d remember things about you, even if you said them in passing. Your favorite colors, little details you like on your clothes or hair, the foods or like or don’t.. he doesn’t have much to do all by himself, so thinking about you passes the time.
R = Remember (What is their favorite moment in your relationship?)
Confessing to you, however he decides to go about it. Fireworks and flower bouquets, a lovely dinner, whatever he thinks, no, assumes you’ll love. Another close second would be all the times he got to show you around the palace and tour the rooms. Impressing you and getting all your praise and undivided attention really soothes him.
S = Security (How protective are they? How would they protect you? How would they like to be protected?)
Moderately protective. He would be distraught if you got hurt at all, so he tries to keep you within the Emerald City. If he couldn’t be there himself, he’d have a guard or two in your area to ensure your safety. He doesn’t want you to think he needs protecting, but he’ll usually delegate that to his ever faithful guards.
T = Try (How much effort would they put into dates, anniversaries, gifts, everyday tasks?)
He’d go all out. He loves to impress, especially you. Large flower bouquets, late night dinners, surprise gifts, etc. All green, of course. Whatever you wanted, he’d try to provide. Anniversaries he’d easily remember, and would plan them days in advance.
U = Ugly (What would be some bad habits of theirs?)
Would have to be manipulation. It’s something he knows works, and can produce positive results. If you seem upset at him, he’ll try to calm you down, maybe flip the blame onto you or someone else. If it plain doesn’t work on you or you start resisting, he’d get a little panicked and learn how to actually comfort you and get what you need.
V = Vanity (How concerned are they with their looks?)
Very! He definitely likes self-care and looking pristine, as it comes with the title of Wizard. He could spend hours doing his hair, or perfecting his suit. I think a-lot of it is paranoia, that he might get found out if he doesn’t look perfectly fine all the time. He cares about his outfit being immaculate, his hair expertly coiffed. It adds into his morning routine, but he really doesn’t mind.
W = Whole (Would they feel incomplete without you?)
Very. He’s used to loneliness and only having yourself, and the seemingly endless rooms full of fun, whimsical things are a bit of a testament to his attempts at entertainment. If you left, the void of loneliness would come back, but just be deeper and more intense. He tries to convince himself he doesn’t need anyone else, but being without you would be really hard for him, especially if he shared alot of secrets with you.
X = Xtra (A random headcanon for them.)
I think with some time and love you could really ‘fix’ him. Convince him to care about the animals, or any cause your passionate about. He really needs someone to be there for him; more than a ‘best friend’ like Moribble. He wouldn’t admit it, but he does crave affection and affirmation from someone he loves. He likes validation and the fame that comes from being the wizard of oz. It just feels better when the praise comes from someone who really knows him, like you, who loves him even with all of his flaws and lack of magic.
Y = Yuck (What are some things they wouldn’t like, either in general or in a partner?)
I think he wouldn’t like people who question things or authority too much, because then he’d have to admit he only has political/social power and not.. magical powers. You can be curious, sure, but not curious enough to make him feel inferior as the wizard. Admitting he can’t actually read the grimmerie, that he needs a magical person besides Morrible to rely on. If you really cared about the animals, he’d be more panicked, because what would he do if you broke up with him because of his blatant disregard for them? It stresses him out.
Z = Zzz (What is a sleep habits of theirs?)
Taking up a lot of the bed by just spreading out. I think he also moves around in his sleep, which does mess up the covers and send them all about the bed. His bed is pretty big, so this might not be an issue for you if you don’t take up much space when you sleep. But the moving might wake you if your the light sleeper.
i’ve realized how long it’s been since I updated this blog, and i’m so sorry. my finals are coming up, and I was generally feeling burnt out these few weeks. the guilt has been eating me alive, and i feel like i’ve really let people down with the lack of updates. im sorry. but, things should be back to regular programming soon, because i’ve gotten more time on my hands and a newer sense of, well, writing. If I stay unforgiven, i will post anyway.. out of duty to my heart and love for literature. i have some morrible, morrible x wizard x reader, and wizard x reader lined up. that’s all i have in queue, but this doesn’t meant my requests are closed.
summary: a collection of head-canons of the wonderful wizard crushing on you!
note: oscar is just so precious! i feel soo bad for falling behind on my writing. im going to catch up and post more i promise. thanks for all the support and recurring readers <333
disclaimer: none, i think!
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Okay, to start off, one of the more important things for him is making sure you think he is very impressive. If being the great wizard of oz wasn’t enough for you, he would go out of his to show you everything that’s even the slightest bit cool to get your reaction and hopefully whatever praise you offer.
Giving you gifts so you know how generous he is, inviting you to the palace and letting you see whatever you want, trying to enthuse you with his Oz of Tomorrow and the mechanics of his gold, mechanical head. Speaking of which, any lever or button you asked about he’d go into detail about how it was built, all the parts, etc.
Lots of praise and subtle affection. Twirling you around, quick hugs, a hand on your shoulder/waist, holding your hand to guide you anywhere. Things like this, varying in frequency based on how positively you respond to each gesture.
He likes dancing, so he’d invite you to do that sometimes. If you don’t know how, he would absolutely teach you whatever dance you want.. he probably knows them all, he has plenty of time on his hands. He prefers the dancing that have a lot of physical touch, for obvious reasons.
Let’s say you live in the Emerald City; you would be getting summoned quite often. Whenever he wants to see you, actually, and you might feel honored that the wonderful wizard himself wants to see you. It might get annoying, having to drop everything and go to the palace, but he’ll try and reassure you.
“Oh, you know, it was real urgent..” for example. However long he wants you there, you hangout. He talks, a lot, and tells you every story he thinks will interest you. About silly things that happen around Oz, mostly.
Any compliments or gifts you give him he would cherish. The moments would replay in his mind over and over again. He doesn’t fully understand why you stir such positive emotions, but he’s not complaining.. he’ll see you as much as he wants, just to talk to you.
After a while, he might try to sneak some hints that you are very welcome to stay in the palace. Whatever you want, he’d promise it, if it gets in you in the door permanently. He’d tell you to choose any room you want. Want a balcony? A skylight? Two floors? Matter of fact, you could have his room, if you really wanted it. It would be worth it if it made you happy.
If you accept his offer to stay at the palace, then you’d be seeing him way more than you did previously. He would wake you up, have whatever you want for breakfast made.. anything to make you comfortable. He would want life in the palace to be amazing, so you don’t think about leaving. Once you’re there, he can start his next step: confession.
I am obsessed with the fact you write for the Wizard and your works are so amazing!!! I hate that the character is so overlooked (also it’s literally Jeff Goldblum hello??). I was wondering if you could write one where he keeps hinting to the reader about wanting to be a father/headcanons about the Wizard becoming a father? Your recent headcanons inspired this because he would totally keep slipping it into conversation.
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summary: head-canons about the wonderful wizard being/becoming a father
note: i’ve wanted to get into father!oscar for soo long because he is precious. thank you anon for sending this in. also, yes, i completely agree about him being overlooked. evil oscar, father oscar.. even though some of sentimental man was him manipulating elphie, i think theres truth in what hes saying about longing to be a father.
disclaimer: mentions of pregnancy, fem-coded reader but other ambiguous
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Before you actually have a baby, you would be able to pick up on all the ‘subtle’ hints he wanted one. Whenever he would show you the Oz of Tomorrow (which happens to be often) he would always show you the little house with all the children figurines and tell you how much he would cherish being a dad. Or, having baby furniture “just in case”.
Going over potential names and making a list of the ones you two like and don’t like. He would come up with the most unique, creative names that he’s very sure nobody in all of Oz has for the baby. Sometimes unintentionally, he might bring up having a child in conversation, and we know we loves talking, so he could go on about it for awhile until you stop him or agree.
I imagine he has a workshop room somewhere in the palace, and he’d spend a lot of time crafting toys for the future child and presenting them to you for your approval. Any tweaks or suggestions you give him will be taken into account for the newest model. He would try furniture, too, to varying degrees of success. A crib made out of emeralds maybe isn’t the best idea, but Oscar will somehow make it work anyway.
He would get the best caregivers and governess’s to take care of you and the baby. This time, he wouldn’t use an elixir on you, thank goodness. He would definitely be anxious about something going wrong, and would stay by your side the entirety of your pregnancy (if you went that route). He would never let anything bad happen to his child, or you. At this point in your relationship, you and his future child are all he has. He’d be very hesitant to leave the child alone, maybe with the worry something bad might happen; I think he’d be worried a lot, that something might go wrong, but with reassurance from you he’ll calm down.
Every and any need or want you had would be met. Massages, cravings, self-care.. you would never be without. Even if it was something only found on the outskirts of Oz, he’d get someone to go and get it for you. Your comfort is key to him, and there is nothing between you and your happiness.
He’d have the greenest nursery to match the palace, and all of the comfiest onesies and blankets (hand stitched by the best). He would absolutely read to the child and sing songs. Every book in his library, any nursery rhyme he can remember. He’d had everything prepared in the nursery, that, he would let you design if you wanted. But the color is a little hard to negotiate. He’s also have a playroom built (but this time, fit for a child)!
He would give the child a tour of the entire palace when they got a little older, and the Emerald City, (but any farther, he could not be convinced) with you. He’d want to be there for every one of the child’s milestones, and would document them all. First words, first steps, etc..
Of course, he’ll always make time for you, and include you in everything regarding the kid. But, you know, the moments where you three are all together might be the most heartwarming for you. It might not be three for long, because the second you’re healthy enough, he’ll start the whole process of hinting that he wants a second child all over again. How fun! He’d be grateful for however many kids you give him, because being a father at all is probably his hearts desire.
summary: headcanons around being poly with the shadiest duo in all of oz.
note: i don’t know how people will feel about this. moribble and wizard are evil and attractive, unfortunately. or fortunately, depending on how you view these two. keep in mind i am not polyamorous myself so i’ve not extensive knowledge on these kinds of relationships.
disclaimer: older woman x younger woman x older man, poly
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However you met one of them; Moribble’s magic seminars, an audience with the Wizard, or just Moribble happening upon you (because the wonderful wizard of oz seldom leaves his palace) whether unintentionally or not, you’d definitely grab their attention. Of course, it’d start very small. If you attended Shiz, Moribble would just constantly seek you out.
“You have great magical potential,” or so she says. Things like her hand lingering to long on your back or waist, finding any excuse to hold your hand, her gaze remaining on you a little too long. All traits of a attentive teacher, surely?
When she gets you an audience with the wizard, things would go from there. You might be scared, intimidated, or even excited. She insists on going on the train with you, although she’s not a fan of mingling with the public. When you meet the wizard, it again, starts very normal. He’s very charming and flirtatious, holding your hand and calling you pet-names. If you were sufficiently charmed by this, they’d get you to stay in the palace for awhile.
“If you loved the Emerald City, your gonna love it here.” And, perhaps he’s right.
The more you stay with them, the more you observe their dynamic. Before they talk to someone, they whisper to each-other a little, perhaps rehearsing what to say. You notice everytime the wizard does/says something he glances at Moribble. The way he holds her hand, occasionally.
Moribble, being graceful, serious, and reserved, would be more relaxed about it. She doesn’t seem like an extremely affectionate person, so she would settle with little kisses on the cheek and hands on your waist, back, etc. She likes to hold hands, she doesn’t mine that. When she’s excited, she might reach for your hand or briefly wrap her arms around you. She likes giving positive affirmations, and definitely into praise and encouragement.
Oscar is more affable and charismatic, and a lot more touchy. Holding your waist, hand, wrapping his arm around your shoulder.. really, he can’t keep his hands to himself. If you like it, he’ll touch you all the time. He’d get a little jealous if you spent too much time with Moribble, because he might feel neglected. He would feel slightly intimidated if you were actually magical, especially if you knew he was not magical himself. Now, instead of one powerful person he has to listen too, theres another. Just like he gifts Moribble jewelry, he would gift you things, too, whatever you wanted.
I think the confession would be.. well, as self assured as Oscar seems, I think he is a little afraid of being rejected. Moribble, on the contrary, knows theres just no way you’ll deny her. I don’t think they would explicitly state they wanna share you.. but it’s obvious. There’s strong undercurrents of desire whenever Oscar touches you, or when Moribble looks at you. To actually confess, they might praise you to start, say how amazing and wonderful you are. They’d sneak in some touching, of course, a hand around your waist or holding your hand. The first kiss(es) would be fun, I imagine. Moribble would kiss you first, very lightly, and then the wizard would kiss you.
Since they stay in completely separate places, you can probably alternate between who you stay with. If you stay at the royal palace of Oz, Moribble would visit more often, especially when the Shiz semester ends. If you stay with Moribble at Shiz, you two would travel to the Emerald City to visit the Wizard. Sometimes he might visit you two at Shiz, but not often, because I think he’s nervous outside of his palace and the Emerald City.
summary: a collection of head-canons around dating the wonderful wizard of oz.
note: I loved writing these, and I also wanted to write something gender-neutral. Thank you to everyone reading! Happy new years! 2025 will be a year filled with writing, wicked, and good memories <3
disclaimer: maybe not entirely accurate, this is just my interpretation of his character. subject to change, of course. some mentions of nsfw but nothing explicit.
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Oscar, unfortunately, is a bit lonely. Madame Moribble isn’t in the Emerald City all the time, so he’s mostly left to his own devices. I imagine he created the Oz of Tomorrow so he’d have something to do. Of course, lonely in the past tense, because with you he doesn’t feel lonely anymore!
He would immediately have a little figurine made for you, one for keepsakes and the other to go with his in the Oz of Tomorrow. Speaking of, he would love just explaining every detail of it and sharing everything he wants to add to it. He would want to hear your ideas, too, and hear what you think about it.
His favorite color, as we know, is green. If you wore green, he would love it. It doesn’t matter what; shirts, pants, dresses, lingerie, whatever. If you really wanted, he would get you a completely brand new, all green wardrobe. Just for you.
A little farther into the relationship, he’d want to tell you some of the things he remembers about Omaha, though it’s not much. Things about life before he was the wizard, but he might leave out the parts about him not actually being magical. He wouldn’t want you to think less of him. If you were also from somewhere far from Oz, he would be a little more comfortable with you since you have the shared experience of being somewhere completely new.
He’d be clingy, mostly unintentionally. Now that he has someone to actually talk to and spend time with, it’d be hard going back to doing things alone, even if it’s for a short while. There would be plenty he’d want to talk to you about, and he will just talk and talk if you let him, even if you stop responding. When he has to do his wizard work, like.. signing documents and such, if you wanted to come along and hangout in his office, he would happily let you.
Would absolutely gift you nice, custom jewelry and accessories whenever. If he knows gifts make you happy, expect them a lot. If you gave him gifts back, he would definitely cherish them.
Even though he tends not to venture outside the palace, if you wanted to, he’d go out to the Emerald City and explore it with you. Sometimes in a disguise, sometimes not. Sometimes the attention of all the citizens becomes too much. He loves the attention, of course, but he would want to focus on you.
Very protective. If you absolutely must leave (he will try to convince you not too) he wouldn’t want you to go very far, especially anywhere he can’t ensure your safety. Anywhere near the desert? No. Random forests? Probably not. If he felt he needed to, he would have a guard go with you.
He tries to keep all his evil tendencies under wraps, and present as a charming, sentimental man. The truth is a little more complicated. He was quite caring, to begin with, but saving Oz came with some drawbacks. For instance, if you wanted to break up or leave, he would try to convince you not to.. all the classic “What am I going to do without you?” lines. If you did actually leave, he’d do the same thing he did with Elphaba and call the guards to go get you and bring you back. I think this is when he would be most pathetic and begging, especially if you were standing your ground. He would try and convince you for hours, however long it takes.
One thing he would hate is you favoring another person over him. If you don’t need him, then you might leave, and he doesn’t want that. He’s the one and only wizard of oz; who could be better than him? It would make him jealous, and quite hurt. You might have to reassure him every once in awhile that you do love him and won’t leave.
On the topic of magic, he probably has a little potion room where he experiments with making elixirs and potions. At first, it was just for fun (and to give to Melena) but if you wanted, he could try some on you. Most of them don’t do much, if anything at all. But he’d be excited you want to try one of his hobbies.
He loves dancing. Slow-dancing, tap-dancing.. it doesn’t matter. If you didn’t know how, he’d teach you how to slow-dance. I think he’s proficient in many things, niche or not, since he has so much time on his hands. Things like instruments are another thing he’d love to teach you.
He’s always wanted a child of his own, and he projects a little bit of that onto you when he teaches you how to do something or explains things. I think this would be very noticeable if you were younger than him.
He likes pet-names, mostly because they are charming and also good for manipulation when he needs to use it. I think he’d use darling the most, whether casually, during intercourse, or when he want’s something from you. There are other pet names he’d use, depending on what you like. If you aren’t a fan of those, a nickname works just fine.
summary: You, Oscar, and Moribble come to an agreement.
note: this is fun to write, especially because I like darker subjects like this sometimes. i can’t wait to get into the more romantic stuff, but this does need to be paced.. also, for anyone reading this, my requests are open! send something in! you can check my pinned for what write. i’d love to do some requests <3
disclaimer: older man x younger woman, slowburn, evil wizard/moribble, manipulation, if you squint there’s some moribble x reader
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You were awoken by the shuffle of footsteps, and you blinked slowly, your senses coming back to you. All the green surrounding you had confused you at first, but when your mind refreshed, everything become much clearer. The grimmerie, elphaba.. emerald city.. you tried to push the thoughts away as you sat up, the blankets pooling around your body at the movement. It seemed what happened yesterday wasn’t a dream, much to your disappointment.
“Rise and shine.” A familiar voice drew your attention, and you looked towards the doorway. It was just Moribble and the wizard, you weren’t expecting many others, but seeing them pulled the memories to the front of your brain.
“Hopefully you got some rest.” Moribble smiled, walking towards your bed. Her hands were clasped in-front of her. “It’s still quite early, but we wanted to check on you.”
“Yeah.. and, you know, if you’d like some breakfast, i’ll have the kitchen prepare whatever you’d like.” He followed behind her, sitting on the edge of your bed. “Just for you.”
Your gaze flitted between the two. Why they were showing you so much hospitality had you confused; they had barely tolerated your presence when you were with Elphaba. The wizard didn’t even know your name, and Moribble only acknowledged you when Elphaba flew away. Up until then, it had been annoyed side glances and sly comments about your presence. Now, it was complimentary breakfast and a free room? Your brow furrowed, and you shook your head.
“No. I need to find Elphaba.” You said, your tone firmer than you expected it’d be. You pulled the covers off your body.
“Deary, that can wait..” Moribble replied, reaching a hand out for you but not touching you. “Your items from Shiz just arrived.”
“How about you just.. uh.. go through your stuff? Bring it back here to your room?” The wizard offered, a little more insistent.
You shook your head again, looking at the door. It unnerved you that they were talking like this was a permanent stay; you didn’t even need your stuffed to be shipped here. You stood, briefly stretching before heading towards it. Moribble caught up to you quickly, placing a hand on the small of your back.
“Dear, you must be tired. How about you lay down a little longer?” She suggested, tone honeyed.
“That’s a great idea. How about.. uh.. breakfast in bed?” The wizard laughed, obviously nervous. He got up, following you two.
“No.” You replied. Frustration simmered inside you; these people had been completely against you coming with Elphaba, even though it wasn’t your idea to begin with. They weren’t gonna sweet-talk you into being here, when Elphaba was out on her own, believing her best friend had abandoned her and the entirety of Oz believed she was wicked.
“How about—“ Moribble began, but you swiftly cut her off.
“No!” You yelled. The door slammed shut, and you jumped, but you didn’t have much time to wonder about it as the window cracked once more. You turned, the damage looking back at you. The small crack from last night had grown, almost touching the corners of the window. You gasped, any words you might’ve had dying before they could be said. Moribble and the wizard noticed it, too, and they looked at the window and back at eachother.
Moribble quietly clapped her hands together, a small smile curving her lips upward. The wizard stopped infront of you two.
“Deary, that was remarkable.” She praised, taking your hands in hers.
“I.. I didn’t..” You stammered. “I did that?”
“Most likely.” He confirmed, crossing his arms over his chest, “Moribble is right. Very remarkable..”
You cast your gaze downwards. You really didn’t mean to do it; but you had a hard time believing you did that. You studied magic at Shiz, but not with the intention of performing it yourself.
“How long have you been able to do that? Do you know?” Moribble questioned.
“Wait a minute.” You stepped back, pulling your hands away. The two glanced at eachother, sharing a tacit nod before looking back at you. “Why, should I, stay here at all? You said all those horrible things about Elphaba..” You said, voice beginning to shake. “You two didn’t even want me here. I wasn’t trying to impose on Elphaba’s moment, she’s my best friend. I.. I betrayed her. And I have to go find her and apologize.” You sighed.
“Okay, uh.. we weren’t expecting an extra, that’s all.” The wizard explained, adjusting the ring on his finger. “But, you don’t have to find anyone. The guards are already patrolling the premises.. we got the flying monkeys out there, too, so she’ll show up sometime soon.”
“Deary, we’re doing everything we can to find Elphaba. You mustn’t blame yourself for her.. outburst.” Moribble took a small step towards you, and after seeing no resistance from you, placed a hand on your shoulder. “It’s not your fault.” Her voice trailed off before she spoke again, “You were studying sorcery at Shiz. There’s no better way to study than with the two most powerful people in Oz.”
You frowned a little. “Study here? What do you mean?”
The wizard gently tilted your chin upwards, and you looked at him. “There’s a library.. and you have my office, your own room.. and Moribble will be here to help you before she goes back to Shiz.”
That didn’t seem too bad; you could study here, wait for Elphaba, and try to collect yourself. You two did say you wanted to stay in the Emerald City, so you could wait here for awhile. “Really?”
“Really. Would that make you happy, darling?” He smiled, taking your hand in his and holding it to his chest.
“And, when you’re not studying, you could always visit the Emerald City.” Moribble added.
For the first time since yesterday, you were starting to feel a little hopeful. Things could go back to how they were before yesterday. Elphaba would love to study here in the Emerald City too when they find her.
“Okay.. yes, that would make me happy.” You nodded, glancing at the cracked window.
“Perfect.” Moribble smiled, “would you like your stuff brought here? You can fill the wardrobe and dressers, and I’ll have your books stored in the library until you want to use them.”
“Yep. Whatever you want. Are you hungry? Thirsty? I’ll have it prepared for you.” The wizard added.
You thought for a moment; even if you didn’t fully understand the kindness, it didn’t hurt to accept. “Breakfast would be nice.. and I would love my stuff here. Thank you.”
Moribble nodded, “great. Please, wait here.” She turned, the fabric of her dress flowing the water behind her as she left. It felt a little intimidating being alone with the wizard; he was, supposedly, very powerful. He was still holding your hand, you realized, and you weren’t sure if it’d be better or worse to pull away.
“Um.. thank you for letting me stay here.” You ventured, glancing at the door.
“Of course. You know, I love making people happy, and you are no exception.” He smiled. “You have a very promising future, if you let us help you.”
“Promising future? What would that look like?” You asked, curiosity coloring your tone.
“You’d get to work with me, and Madame Moribble, and stay here with us.” He stepped closer, letting go of your hand and wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “What do you want, to be a witch? You’ll be the greatest witch there ever was.”
You thought for a moment. “A good witch? That.. doesn’t sound too bad. What about—“
“Don’t worry about her.” He cut you off, waving his free hand dismissively. “You can have everything you ever wanted. Tell me, darling, what is your hearts desire?”
“Oh, um..” you faltered, the drop in his voice catching you off guard. You never really thought about it before, but the life the wizard was imagining for you sounded quite nice. “I don’t know. I like the idea of being a good witch.”
“I’ll make that happen for you, then. Someone as good as you deserves it.” He replied, pointing to your chest.
You blushed at the sudden wave of praise. You were pretty good; you had never considered yourself or been perceived as wicked. If the wizard thought you were good, it had to be an indisputable fact. “You think so?”
He nodded, stepping back and grabbing your hand. He raised your hand, twirling you towards him until you were pressed against his chest. “I know so. On one condition.”
You nodded, too bashful to speak.
“Forget about Elphaba. Now, it’s all about you. The future good witch of the north.”
summary: distraught after you lose your best friend, elphaba, your intense emotions awaken something new inside you, and Moribble is quick to notice.
note: moribble and oscar are a manipulative duo in this..this was teetering on the edge of wizard x reader x moribble. might change it.. or do some oneshot with it. i just wanted to write an evil oscar and write some moribble. i hope it’s okay. this is only the first part so it’ll pick up and get better as it goes!
disclaimer: older man x younger woman, maybe problematic plot.. idk.. ill take it down if so <3, manipulation, distressed reader, slowburn, evil wizard/moribble
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The world around you seem to still as Elphaba, your best friend, rode off into the sunset. You felt almost helpless watching her go, wondering if and when she’d come back. You could’ve went with her, you should’ve, but.. you two barely got to say goodbye before the guards attempted to seize you two. Madame Moribble, sensing your plight, rubbed small circles on your back to try and console you. You knew Elphaba was not wicked; she was the farthest from it. The most kind-hearted person you knew. You thought Madame Moribble had known it too, saw how much Elphaba cared for animals and others, even when the world had not been kind to her.
The guards around the roof began to turn back, stepping over the broken glass and scattered debris. Your eyes began to sting, tears pricking the corners. You kept looking at the sky, searching for anything that might be her. You didn’t even know where she was going.. certainly not back to Shiz. You placed a hand over your chest, quietly sniffling. Madame Moribble carefully wrapped her arms around you in a hug, pulling away after a few seconds.
“Wh.. I have to go find her.” You murmured, sadness blanketing your tone. A quiet rattle around you mildly distracted you for a moment, but you ignored it. “This.. this can all be talked out.” The noise became louder.
“Deary..” Moribble began, her voice trailing off as her gaze shifted to something else.
“I’ll talk to her, and convince.. her..” you sobbed, covering your face with your hands. The rattling grew louder, akin to glass tapping on a hard surface. A shattering sound broke through your haze, and you looked up, following Moribble’s gaze behind you at the ground. It was just glass and debris, some destroyed and others intact in smaller pieces. “Wh.. what is it?” You asked, meekly.
“How remarkable.” With a hand on your shoulder, she gave you a soft smile. “It seems I’ve judged you too quickly. Come, we must head back to the palace at once.” Without waiting for your answer, she lead you towards the shattered window as you two stepped through it carefully. You wanted to go home; back to Shiz, where you and Elphaba had met. Things would be okay again, no wicked witch, no emerald city.. you missed when it was just a distant dream you two fantasied about. The reality made your heart ache much more. Tears streamed down your cheeks, blurring your vision and wetting your face. You’d try to wipe the tears away, but the effort was futile. It seemed your sadness couldn’t be wiped away.
The walk seemed longer than it was, each step almost involuntary. By the time you looked up, you two were in a new room completely. Papers had been scattered around the floor, the balcony doors to the side open a crack as if they had been closed in a haste. It was dark, but you could faintly make out the wizard in all the midnight. You noticed there was a maid or two stood near the fireplace, attempting to rouse flames once again. Without electricity, that was all there was to rely on. Moribble left your side to speak with the wizard, their voices hushed as they turned away from you. Your palm brushed your face again, and you crouched down to pick up some of the debris that had scattered, placing it in a neat pile near a corner. The maids, by now, had successfully brought the fire back to life, the timber crackling as golden light caressed the room. You wondered what Moribble had been so distracted by; there was nobody else there, and you hadn’t noticed anything strange.
As you stood idly, the wizard and Moribble had wrapped their conversation up, and walked over to you. Trying to compose yourself, you took a few quick breaths and wiped your face again.
“It’s been such a rough night for you, i’m sure.” Moribble said, her voice pitying. “We couldn’t possibly send you out on your own tonight.”
“Yep. And, uh, there’s a lovely guest room in the palace you can have.” The wizard followed, adjusting the lapels of his suit. “It’s all yours.”
You sniffled, taking in their words. Atleast they could see you were hurting; it was nice of them to offer. You could collect your bearings tonight, then head back to Shiz tomorrow. You wanted to go to sleep, too, and wake up with this all being a dream. Everything would be normal. Just one more night in the Emerald City. “Okay, then..” you acquiesced.
“Wonderful.” The wizard nodded, glancing at Moribble.
Moribble smiled at you, like any other answer would be unacceptable. “You’ll need all the rest you can get. Please, don’t worry about Elphaba.”
“Don’t worry about her at all,” he chimed in, placing a firm hand on your shoulder, “If it’d make you real happy, we’ll find her.. and, you know, get her back here.” There was something a little darker in his tone, but you brushed it off in favor of believing them. Of course they meant no harm, these two wouldn’t hurt Elphaba.
“Please.” You nodded, a small smile gracing your lips. “She’s not wicked.. she just really cares for the animals, she—“
“Let’s get you to bed.” Moribble interrupted, raising a calm hand which instantly silenced you. She placed a hand on the small of your back, walking by your side. The wizard followed, falling into step next to you. You felt grateful they were letting you have a room; you didn’t want to face the Emerald City alone, or do much of anything. Tomorrow, you could head towards the western sky, walking and traveling until you found where Elphaba went too. It was the only way, unless she came back herself. By now, the palace had been dimly lit by candles the staff had placed around. The air was chilly, biting at any exposed skin you had.
The wizard and Moribble were talking to eachother, but you barely registered what they were saying. You hoped the hurt in your heart wouldn’t be forever. Elphaba was out there, and you’d find her, and talk to the wizard about the animals. She didn’t give him a chance to explain himself.. he wasn’t hurting the animals, neither was Madame Moribble. Maybe there was a chance to talk it out.
Before long, you had arrived at a door. Moribble pushed it open, revealing a spacious, but a little empty, bedroom. You three stepped inside, though you were a little more hesitant.
“Dear, if you have anything from Shiz you’d like to be brought here..” Moribble turned to you, ushering you further into the room.
“Oh no, I don’t.. know how long i’ll be here.” You mumbled, crossing your arms over your chest. You moved over to the bed, sitting on the edge.
“Well, it’s always good to prepare ahead.” Moribble replied, glancing at the wizard. “It’s a little dangerous right now with the.. electricity situation.”
He nodded, turning to you. “It’ll be okay. It, uh..shouldn’t be too cold in here, so don’t worry about that. Staying here will be great. Especially when all the lights starts working..” He said, gesturing to the ceiling.
“Would you like a candle?” Moribble smiled, taking your hand in hers and gently patting it. “Extra blankets?”
You thought for a moment. You wanted your best friend back. “About Elphaba—“
“You should get some rest.” He interrupted, “There’ll be plenty of time to.. uh.. talk about her in the morning.”
“Plenty.” Moribble nodded, “Now, deary, just incase, i’ll have some of your clothes brought here.. and some of your study materials.” She listed, letting go of your hand. She turned back to the wizard, continuing the hushed conversation they were having before.
You sighed, listening with impassivity. You figured there was no use in arguing back. Looking behind you at the bed, the fluffed pillows and layered blankets seemed to call to you, promising rest without any of the pain that today brought.
“Goodnight, dear.” Moribble smiled, turning towards the door. The wizard followed, glancing at you one more time before leaving. The door clicked softly as it closed behind them, and the room fell into a quiescence. You stood, kicking off your shoes and pulling the cover back. When you woke up, things would just go back to normal. You’d be at Shiz, Elphaba would wake you up.. she would be okay. You’d both be okay. As you pulled the blankets over your shoulder, you relaxed your body as best you could and allowed the weight to settle over you. The darkness swallowed your surroundings, but it felt much-needed. You didn’t want any reminders of where you were, alone. You blinked quickly, fighting the tears pricking the corners of your eyes. A quiet sob escaped you, and almost immediately you heard a small crack in the nearby window.
You sat up, alarmed. You stared at the window, and it’s cracked surface stared back, as if questioning you on what had happened. There was no way someone threw something at it from this height. You pulled the blankets up to your face, laying back down and closing your eyes. That was tomorrow’s issue; one of many. Things would be fine. Everything would be okay.
In related to the apprentice chapter you made I love to think of the fact the wizard is probably a very very heavy sleeper hehehe
oh, most definitely.. gosh, I have so many head-canons i want to incorporate in my work! he definitely wakes up around noon if he’s not waken up beforehand. I also imagine he has all these pillows and blankets in shades of green on his bed.
and, little detail.. reader coming in and waking him up was completely spontaneous.. in my original draft, she knocked on his door and woke him up that way. the hat scene never even happened, they just went straight to the library, haha! I did want their relationship to feel more personal so later plots hit harder. the little moments they share are so fun for me. reader having a figurine in oz of tomorrow (that’ll definitely come back), and their rooms being next to each other.. stuff like that.
this has completely inspired me to start drafting a head-canons list.. back to the drawing board, it is! 💐
summary: you are taken to the library as promised. you and the wizard come up with a fun idea.
note: sigh.. need.. jeff.. goldblum.. anyway, i had fun writing this. i still have to figure some things out for it, but, it’s coming along nicely. I feel like I need to write more, just sit down and do it, but it’s hard. I hope everyone had a lovely holiday, as did I! I have no idea how many parts this will have. I knew going in it wasn’t going to be similar to my first 4 part series. I’ll do more with this one. enjoy <3
disclaimer: older man, younger woman
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The library had always been stunning to you, with it’s towering bookshelves and large skylight that bathed everything in morning light. the walls seemed impossibly high, the emerald surfaces catching the light and shimmering quietly. gold filigree worked it’s way up the sides and along the floor, polished to perfection. The second floor was framed by gold balcony railing with vine-like patterns carved within, the stairs a dark, translucent green. You had been in here plenty of times before, so finding the section you needed was perfectly simple. Unlinking your arm from his, you walked over to the right side of the bookshelves. You had read most of it, especially the ‘magic’ section, but you wanted to finish up the last volume in a series Madame Moribble had suggested.
“You know, I never spend much time in here.” He said, his voice trailing off a little. He followed behind you, watching as you inspected the books on the shelves.
“Why not?” You asked, picking out a few books on wand specifics.
“Oh, I just, uh, never find the time. I’m glad you use it, though.” He answered, glancing around as if seeing the space for the first time. You supposed a wizard would have important things to do, things that hindered his library time.
“That makes sense.” You hummed, moving to the next section. “Have you read anything in here?”
He pauses for a moment, perhaps considering his answer. “Not recently. Any recommendations?”
“Um..” You pulled a book out, setting it atop your growing stack of literature. Most of what you read was studying material, and people didn’t read those for fun. “I’m not sure. What genres do you like?” Feeling satisfied with your selection, you moved to a nearby table and set your books down with a soft thud. You could get through all of them by the afternoon if you really concentrated, but you guessed the only rush was the pressure you were putting on yourself.
“Maybe romance, fantasy..” He listed, observing your movements with a keen interest. “You make reading look so fun, I might just pick it back up.”
You chuckled, glancing at him before an idea popped into your mind. “You should find a book, then we’ll read it together. There’s plenty of option.” You gestured to the bookshelves behind you.
“Really? Together?” He echoed, sounding a little more hopeful than you expected. You figured reading together would be much more fun than reading alone, and, spending time with the great and powerful oz was quite nice.
“I’ll find something great, then.” He smiled, looking around before deciding on a bookshelf near the window. While he was busy doing that, you tapped the top of your wand against your palm. It was a nice wand, indeed, but it wasn’t very magical, you had noticed. Waving it in circle motions, you aimed it at the books, stacked atop one another and oblivious to the spell you were trying to conjure in your mind. Should they float? Shake around? At the moment, they weren’t doing anything. Imagining floating books in your mind, you closed your eyes and attempted your best concentration as your wand focused on the books. You squinted after a few seconds, but the books hadn’t moved. Not even an inch.
You tried a few more times, positioning the wand differently, changing the way you were holding it.. but nothing seemed to work. With a sigh, you set the wand down on the table with a little more force than intended, sending the top book upwards before it hit the table with a thud, flopping onto the ground. It was like you were frozen in shock; if you blinked, you would’ve missed it completely. You stared at the book, laid out on the floor, as if willing it to move again. You crouched down, and slowly picked it back up, turning it over in your hands. Perhaps your sedulous studies had paid off.
“Okay, I’ve picked out some good ones..” The wizard said, approaching the table and setting down the large stack of books he had selected. You looked over it with a mix of skepticism and curiosity.
“That’s.. a lot of books.” Stepping closer, you read the spines, trying to make out what you could from the titles. It had to be at least 7, 8 books. Most of them seemed to be romances, which wasn’t surprising considering your previous conversation.
“Well, I might’ve gotten a bit carried away..” he laughed nervously, “but, uh, you know..”
“It’s something to do. And, actually, you just missed it, but I was trying to cast a spell.” You grabbed your wand. “And it wasn’t working at first, but then, I set the wand down and the book.. like.. flew up in the air then hit the ground.”
He crossed his arms over his chest as you finished your elucidation. “That’s quite remarkable, darling. Wish I had been here to see it.” He praised.
You adjusted your hat, trying to hide the sudden warmth blooming your cheeks. It was pretty remarkable, you thought. You smiled, looking back to the books he had selected. Picking one off the top, you looked at the cover. It seemed like a cute fairytale romance, and you found it a little endearing he would be into stuff like this. You held it up. “We could start with this one?”
“Sure. I thought that one had a lovely cover.. don’t you think?” He asked, glancing around the room again.
“Oh, the cover? It is really nice.” You agreed.
“Right here,” he said, gesturing to a spot near the window. It was almost encased by sunlight, with sheer curtains creating a shimmering effect on the floor. “We could read it right here.”
You followed him, no immediate objections coming to mind. This spot looked really nice, and a little cozy, too. “Sounds good to me.” You nodded, taking a seat against the window. The warmth of the sun shining down on you was pleasant and calming. He sat down next to you, a little closer than you had expected. Your legs were almost touching.. not that it mattered to you, of course.
You rested the book in your lap, flipping it to the first page. You turned, to say something to the wizard, but realized he had already been leaning over your shoulder. You flinched a little, realizing how close your faces were. He looked up too, but seemed a little less surprised than you were.
summary: early risings + the great and powerful wizard gives you a gift.
note: wow.. time flies.. almost a week ago the first part was posted! okay, i’m a little embarrassed i hadn’t worked on this sooner, but it’s out now! my conscious is cleared. anywho, this isn’t the only series i’m doing, it’s just taking a bit to get into my usual flow. enjoy this part!
disclaimer: older man + younger woman
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Morning seemed to come as soon as you closed your eyes, the sun kissing your skin and rousing you awake. You blinked slowly, gaze fixed on the window. You didn’t feel well-rested, but you weren’t completely exhausted. Reluctantly, you pulled the covers off your body, formulating a morning routine in your head. Get dressed, of course, then head to the library and pick up what you need.. maybe madame morrible would check in, ask about your studies, and tell you to keep making good.
You were definitely trying, and that must count for something. Walking to your wardrobe, you took various clothes off the rack, holding them to your chest and putting them back until you had an outfit you liked. Dressing was fairly quick, and you grabbed your wand on your way out the door. The palace was quiet in the morning, and you weren’t sure if the wizard had even woken up yet. You’d wait to head to the library, but for now, you had one destination in mind. Pushing your door open, morning light streamed in through the windows, making the green walls and flooring shimmer. It was beautiful here, you smiled, and you were very lucky to wake up to it. Stepping out into the hallway, you walked down the hall, your boots against the flooring creating a click sound that echoed off the walls.
It wasn’t long before you found yourself at your destination. His ‘audience’ room, where people would come and ask for wishes. The first time you were in here, it was horrifying having to talk to a gold, mechanical head; but you managed, and it was a pleasant surprise when it was just a man behind the curtains. Moribble had been there too, talking you up and saying you had exceptional magical ability. You didn’t know what triggered your magic, but everyone believed it, so it must be true. As you approached the grimmerie, you sighed. It was a beautiful, unique book, yes, but you wanted more than anything to read it. Carefully, you opened the cover. You had been studying very hard, relentlessly, hoping that maybe you could read one word. You flipped through the pages, the text still just as foreign as the first time you saw it.
You had gotten mid-way through before rolling your eyes and closing it completely. One day you’d be able to read it like a second language, it was just not today. That was fine. Turning away, you needed something to do now. Meandering around the palace until the wizard woke up didn’t seemed interesting enough; what did, however, was just waking him up yourself. Then you wouldn’t have to wait.
With a plan in a mind, you walked back to the previous hallway, stopping outside of his door. You gave a door a light tap, awaiting a response. You were met with silence, so you tapped again with a little more force. You heard some shuffling that gradually faded back into silence. Usually, the wizard was quite punctual. You two tended to wake up at the same time, but you supposed accidentally waking him up must’ve thrown off that balance. That’s okay, you thought. Turning the door handle, it gave little resistance as the door swung open.
“Um.. wizard? Great and powerful?” You whispered. Windows to the back wall with emerald stained glass towered above and framed the sky, which was painted gentle hues of pink and yellow. The light from them was the first thing to hit you, the morning glare causing you to squint and shade your eyes. His bed was against the wall, spacious and draped in covers and blankets in varying shades of green. He was in the middle, tangled in sheets that were almost pushed off the bed. One arm was over his face, probably to block the sunlight..
“Great and powerful oz..” you ventured, “Time to wake up.” He stirred a little, but ultimately went back to sleep. Waking him up was not going to be easy, it seemed. Tapping his shoulder seemed to be more effective, and he slowly woke up.
“Hm..?” He hummed.
“Goodmorning.” You greeted. “It’s the morning. First thing; the library.”
He groaned softly, reluctantly sitting up. The sub light caught his face, casting soft shadows on his features. “I.. I did say that, didn’t I?” He murmured, voice sleepy.
“Yes.” You replied. “There’s studying to be done.”
He sighed, swinging his legs over the bed. “I suppose.. I wouldn’t want to disappoint you.” Standing, he headed for his expansive wardrobe. You hummed in approval, picking a stray pillow from the floor and tossing it back onto the bed. You wandered near the windows, looking out at the Emerald City below. You didn’t go down there often, but wasn’t any harm in visiting someday.
You’d charm all the citizens as a good witch, reading the grimmerie and impressing them all, just like the wizard had. Someday very soon, of course. A few minutes had passed of your daydreaming before your reverie was interrupted.
“Okay, one more thing.” He turned to you, gesturing for you to come to him. You obliged, walking over and stopping just a few inches from him.
“In preparation for you becoming a witch..” he smiled, reaching for something atop his dresser. “It’s.. a.. cute little hat.” He grabbed the top, and it folded out into a pretty witches hat. He held it in-front of you for your further inspection. It had all the little details you liked, in the color you adored, and it was pointy at the top like a true witches hat.
You gasped, smiling as you realized what it was. “Oh, thank you!” You held still as he gently placed it on your head, the fit perfect. Even if you weren’t completely a witch yet, this felt like a big step in the right direction.
“How do I look?” You asked, clasping your hands in front of you.
“Very beautiful.” He replied, the sincere compliment causing your face to warm up.
“High praise coming from you.” You averted your gaze. This was just like the time he had a little figurine of you made to go with his for his ‘oz of tomorrow’ as he called it. It looked just like you, surprisingly. You felt the same way you did then, bashful and very charmed. “The, uh.. library.” You remembered.
“Oh, right. Shall we go, then?” He asked, offering his arm. Hesitantly, you linked your arm through his. The fabric was his suit was quite soft, you noticed.
i would just like to say thank you for everyone supporting my page! it’s so hard to believe just 5 days ago i posted my first fan-fiction, just having seen wicked for the first time. now, i’ve seen it twice, along with the original wizard of oz, and my love for wicked and the fandom continues to grow. i plan to read the books aswell, perhaps after the holidays. i didn’t think my work would resonate with so many, but i’m glad it did and people can come and enjoy what i’ve written. thanks to you all. 💐
Eeeeee I can’t wait for the finale!! What a lovely little story you’ve created ☺️
thank you! i’m happy i was able to finish it. i was reading up on phrases and words to use the entire time, too. i’m excited to write more snd keep expanding my masterlist. i feel like every piece i write i understand the wizard more as a character, which is ideal for the niche i’m in, but beyond his attractiveness i see lots of grey area in the way he behaves. 💐
𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝒲𝒾𝓏𝒶𝓇𝒹 𝓍 𝐹!𝑅𝑒𝒶𝒹𝑒𝓇 ( 𝒫𝒶𝓇𝓉 4 ) .ೃ࿐ Pt. 1 , Pt. 2 , Pt. 3 . * ・FINALE / NSFW
summary: the wizard does what he does best; making people happy.
note: the finale already.. it was time for this series to finish, but it’s my first, and i had a great time writing it. i pushed myself for description and terminology. thank you to every one of my followers and returning readers. i know there’s plenty-o-foreplay in this, but i couldnt decide on what they were going to get up too before the actual sex. enjoy the final part, i know it was a long time coming!
disclaimer: smut, so please read with caution and keep in mind this is a 18+ chapter <3 ill be adding a warning to my blog and pinned post. reader is imagined to be wearing a dress of some sorts for a scene in this. not alot of dialogue but i might go back and edit that.
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You had traveled so far to meet the wizard. It wasn’t a journey plagued with hardship, no, but it had all been worth it. He had led you to a parlor-type room. The walls stretched high, gold filigree lining the sides. A beautiful grand piano sat in the middle, it’s green metal glinting and shimmering under the light. There were ornate couches places in-front of a crackling fireplace, warm light reflecting off the material. You were surprised they didn’t find a way to make the fire green, too.
He took your hand in his, raising your hand and twirling you around until you were flush against his chest. The fabric of his suit was smooth, almost velvety in texture. His cologne was rich and smoky, and only further served your attraction. You placed your hands on hid chest and stepped back, glancing around the room for a flat surface. Taking his hand, you led him to the piano. You could hear the shuffle of fabric as he removed his suit jacket, hastily tossing it aside. He grabbed your waist, the touch firm but not unpleasant, lifting you and placing you atop the piano keys, which loudly chimed at the sudden weight.
You tugged on the lapels of his suit, pulling him closer as your lips met. The kiss was soft, tentative, and butterflies danced in your stomach at the new tingly sensations running through your body. He gently pulled your thighs, pressing your body against his. Your lips parted slightly, a silent invitation for him to kiss you deeper. He took the offer, almost immediately, and he slipped his tongue inside your mouth with a practiced ease. Warmth seemed to consume you, and you suddenly become more aware of the clothing layers separating you two.
You pulled back, quickly removing your shirt. The air brushed against your half-exposed chest, sending a small shiver the other your torso. He watched your movements, as if predicting your next move. His hand moved down your thigh, reaching under your skirt and tugging at the hem of your panties, which came off without resistance, and tossed them aside. You parted your legs a little, heat pooling between your thighs.
“What would you like me to do to you, my dear?” He whispered, hands resting on your waist. You thought for a moment, heart racing.
“Could you.. finger me?” You asked, looking to the side. It was almost strange asking such a powerful wizard to do something like that.
“Of course.” He smiled, pushing your skirt up and moving his hand up your inner thigh. He swiped his index and middle fingers against your pussy, going back and forth in slow, teasing motions. You whimpered softly, your shoulders tensing. His fingers pressed gently against your entrance, unhurriedly pushing one inside. The sensation sent sparks of excitement through you, especially once he began moving his finger in and out. After a few seconds, he added another finger, picking up the pace slightly. You moaned softly, delicately biting your lip.
Suddenly, he pulled his fingers out, picking you up just above your hips. Instinctively, you wrapped your legs around his waist, giggling as he peppered kisses down your neck and shoulders. Just as soon as he finished, he kissed you on the lips, spinning you around before setting you on the rug below. Your heart raced in anticipation, and a strong desire seemed to overcome your body with sensitivity. He laid down beside you, pulling you closer and kissing your neck slowly. Your hand moved lower, stopping at his belt as you hastily unfastened it. He was already hard; you could feel it.
He pulled away, sliding his pants off with a practiced efficiency. His boxers were green, predictably, and you assumed it wasn’t a tall order to guess his favorite color. You decided to roll over, straddling him. He placed his hands on your upper thighs. Slowly, you began rocking your hips back and forth, waves of pleasure washing over you with such intensity it almost drove you to orgasm. But you couldn’t, not yet. The small whimpers and sounds he was making were borderline intoxicating.
“Ah.. [name], how ex.. exquisite you are, my beauty..” he mumbled, impassioned. Emboldened by the praise, you raised yourself up, pulling his boxers down swiftly, aligning your entrance to his tip, which was dripping with pre-cum. You lowered yourself, gently, giving your body time to adjust. The full length felt euphoric, and you waited a moment before gradually going up and down. A burning desire enveloped your core with each bounce, and you moaned softly. You picked up the pace, your thighs aching from the workout.
It was like you could feel every sensation and touch on your body, it was making you hazy, like a lustful fog had clouded your mind. The chains and trinkets on his suit clinked with every movement. You rocked your hips, placing your hands on his shoulders for stability. A fiery hunger touched your core, and you knew you were on the brink of orgasm. The friction of your bodies was intoxicating, and you pushed yourself further, further..
A shockwave seemed to hit you, and you paused, what felt like electricity moving through your veins and leaving trails of fire in it’s wake. The world seemed to slow, and you whimpered, the feeling eventually calming enough for you to come back to your full senses. Blinking, you placed a hand on your chest to feel your heartbeat, which had been racing.
“That.. was amazing.” He placed a finger under your chin, gently tilting your head up. He hesitated to say something else, before taking his hands away from your hips. Delicately, he removed the gold, sparkling ring from his finger and held it in your direction, offering it to you. You looked at it, unsure if you should really take it. After some deliberation, you took it from your, your fingers gently brushing his. You turned the ring over in your hand before placing it on your finger, the fit tight but not suffocating.
“A, uh.. parting gift..” he said, drawing your attention back to him, “though, I hope this isn’t the last time I see you.”
“Oh, no.. definitely not.” You smiled. “Th.. thank you. For granting my hearts desire.”
“It’s what I do best.” He returned your smile, “making people happy.”
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Hii! Can i request a sfw or nsfw alphabet for the wizard?? I love your work btw!! :D 💖
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note: when i saw this request i was so excited.. i absolutely love these alphabets. i’ll be doing the sfw one too, maybe tonight. tysm for the compliment! im just happy people are stopping by to read <3 be warned: there is a elphaba related spoiler!
disclaimer: NSFW, of course, please read with caution!
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
I’d imagine he would be very caring, getting maids to fetch you water or run you a bath if you needed. Completely up for cuddles, however long you wanted. For him, I don’t think he would need much, perhaps a glass of whiskey or two.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
For him, I have a feeling he would be a boobs guy. The cup size would be irrelevant, just seeing cleavage would be enough.
For himself, I think he likes everything about him. We see his appearance is very calculated and pristine, there’s no blemishes in his suit and his hair is styled perfectly. I wouldn’t say it’s to a narcissistic degree, however.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
We all know he is a man that always longed to be a father, so for that reason, he’d definitely prefer cumming inside you, even if you didn’t/couldn’t get pregnant.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
We all know his shenanigans with the green elixir, but one must ask if he has any unused elixir’s stored somewhere you two could test together. Elixir’s that wouldn’t turn your baby green, though. Maybe just increase your sex drive (think aphrodisiac).
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
The wizard, whether intentional or not, is quite the flirt. Or at-least, very charming. We all saw how he was handling elphaba’s mother! I imagine he’d have some experience through one night stands or relationships that didn’t exactly work out. When it comes to you, I think he’d be a fast learner. Where you like to be touched, caressed, and your favorite types of foreplay would definitely be noted and used properly.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
I’d assume missionary, as this is a very romantic position where he can see your expressions and your body perfectly. He also wouldn’t mind doggy, or just bending you over a surface.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
He’d be a bit serious, and in a very romantic mood. He wouldn’t be cracking jokes per say, but definitely praising you and giving compliments. Maybe during foreplay he would be more whimsical!
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
I’d say fairly well-groomed and trimmed. Again, he cares about his presentation, especially in the bedroom, so it’s important to him he’s perfectly clean.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Very amorous, caressing and touching you lots. He’d kiss you throughout, your lips, neck, etc.. he’d love performing oral or fingering for foreplay.
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
We know he’s at the palace by himself most of the time, so he probably would masturbate one or two times every month. I think he’d be busy managing oz for the most part, so he wouldn’t have alot of time to be horny.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Praise. Most definitely. Hear me out; we know he’s quite flirtatious, and with elphaba’s mother we see some of the language he’d use in the bedroom. “Dark/light eyed beauty,” as an example. I think either during, before, or after he’d be praising and encouraging you, telling you how good you are and how much he loves you.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
His bed, as it’s spacious and also perfect for romantic moods. There are pillows you can rest on, and if it’s late, you two could immediately go to sleep. Now, he does like other spots too, couches, desks, pianos..
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Little teases throughout the day, heavy flirting, and seeing you be ‘in the mood’ aswell. It wouldn’t take a whole lot, if the mood is right. If you talked dirty to him, that would also get him going.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Drugging you with elixir’s, for one. But in all seriousness, he wouldn’t hurt you physically or mentally. Hitting, punching, biting, etc.. CNC, BSDM etc are things he wouldn’t wanna do. Mostly for your comfort and safety.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
He loves to receive as much as he likes to give, and would be completely willing to an under-the-desk blowjob. He, also, has some experience with ‘eating out’ and like I mentioned before, he’d figure out what you like and be able to do it flawlessly after awhile.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
It really depends on how you both are feeling, but if it’s a slower, sensual night, he might go slower and gentler. If the mood is a little more passionate and rough, he would go faster and a little harder to match what you want.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
If he’s going to be busy, or you two only have a little bit of time, he wouldn’t mind. He might prefer longer sessions though, so tone can really be set and you can do more together.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
It really depends. I think he’s a little traditional and would rather stick to a ‘routine’. He would like taking risks on being caught and seen, though.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
Well, he’s a bit old, so two rounds at most and three if you get on top. The second round might go a little slower, less rough, of course. Regularly, he could last for a few minutes, maybe not the longest time (est. 6-8 minutes)
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Not quite sure.. any toys he’d own have to be, well, green. He can be a bit self-absorbed and with that comes the mindset that you wouldn’t need to use toys if hes right here.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
You would get teased quite a bit.. pulling his fingers out right before you climax, or briefly denying your orgasm. He’d want to do some heavy petting first, like the scene where he’s putting elphaba’s mom on the piano and swinging her around. Something similar, if not identical to that.
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
If he was the one receiving, he’d be loud. Whimpers, little moans, etc.. asking you to go faster, or slow down. He doesn’t mind if someone canhear him, because hes the wizard, and nobody’s gonna tell him to be quiet.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
He would like to be praised in return, and complimented whether inside or outside the bedroom. He thinks highly of himself, and would want you to think highly of him too.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Hmm, let’s see.. I won’t get extremely descriptive, but I’d imagine it to be around 6.7in! A few veins on the sides, and would feel amazing sliding in.
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Average, i’d say, maybe once or twice every week. He’s lonely, so he would just enjoy having someone to do things with in general.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Fairly quickly. If he’s holding you, it would take a minute or two, but sex is exhausting and would probably make you both a little tired.
