#westvvitch

[unelectedofficial]

✧･ﾟ  @westvvitch​  asked  :          ‘ are you happy with the life you’re living? ‘

      𝘐𝘛  𝘞𝘈𝘚   an  odd  question  ,  to  say  the  least  --  and  it  certainly  came  out  of  nowhere  .  eyes  peer  over  to  her  sister  ,  confused  at  why  such  a  thing  would  be  asked  (  though  ,  nessa  often  finds  herself  questioning  the  strange  habits  of  her  sister  )  .        ❛  i  guess  so  ,  ❜  nessarose  says  finally  ,  unsure  of  what  it  is  elphaba  wants  to  hear  .  perhaps  ,  it  was  a  genuine  check - in  ,  just  to  see  how  she  was  doing  .  she  fears  ,  though  ,  that  it’s  something  else  :  a  reason  to  confront  their  father  ,  about  who - knows - what  .  ❛  why  do  you  ask  ?  ❜  

[vinterhjerte]

@westvvitch​   :   seeing anna for the first time again in her ice palace.

SLEEP HAD BEEN HARD TO COME by in the days since her escape from Arendelle. Each and every time she tried, she would remember those faces, the change in expression when her people realised just what she was. A man standing in front of his wife, a mother pulling her babe close. Away from the monster. But they were safe now. The monster had removed itself from the story. Elsa would not haunt their nightmares, a fearsome witch ready to kill. 

How long could she last on this mountain? She had no food, and none nearby. Her stomach ached for the lack of it, even with her small appetite. Already she had told herself she would seek out sustenance when she was ready, once she had recovered from the shock. She would not allow herself to starve. Would she?

The knock broke through her thoughts. A shock of fear ran through her, and the ice around her flared to life in response. Hands pressed against the wintry bed she had made for herself, she could feel the doors of the palace open. A light note of surprise — she had not made the palace do such a thing. Could it move of its own accord? Perhaps that was something to investigate once she had seen who had tracked her down to this place. 

Stepping out through the doorway, she leaned over the balustrade knowing she was too high to be spotted by anyone just yet. At first she found it difficult to spot the figure making their way inside. Her breath caught as they slipped a little, and then did so again when she recognised the shock of red hair. 

Anna.

A giddy form of happiness erupted in her belly as she dashed to the stairs, her footfalls silent despite the ice on ice. The sensible part of her mind told her that she should send Anna home immediately, that it was not safe for her. And yet she was so pleased to see her sister, to see that she had come to find her despite knowing about her cursed nature, she couldn’t fathom doing so just yet. No, first, they would talk. 

At the last balcony she paused, watching and listening to Anna. A fond smile graced her face, and when she finally stepped out, it was easy to call back, her voice filled with love, and gratitude, and not a small amount of surprise. 

“Anna?”

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@westvvitch​​​      › › ›    𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑    /    elphaba    .

❝     𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬    𝐢    𝐰𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫    if    magic    turns    people    into    animals    ,    or    if    it    finds    the    creature    inside    of    us    and    simply    frees    it    .    ❞

[pcppins]

@westvvitch​ said, “ if i die, i WILL go down fighting. ”

“ and what good can you do if you’re dead, elphaba ?? look, i know we don’t often see eye to eye on most things, but from what i’ve noticed, you seem to have little regard for your own life. ” she huffs in a fashion most unbecoming to her, but in the moment, she can’t seem to bring herself to care. “ there are ways to exist that don’t ultimately end in an early demise. ”

[unelectedofficial]

✧･ﾟ  @westvvitch​​  asked  :         “  you always fight to the bitter end.  ” ( hi!!!! )  

      𝘛𝘏𝘌  𝘐𝘙𝘖𝘕𝘠   is  impossible  to  miss  ,  with  a  statement  that  could  also  be  applied  to  the  one  who  says  it  in  the  first  place  .  is  determination  not  a  trait  that  they  share  ?  or  perhaps  ,  spite  would  be  a  better  word  (  but  still  could  be  used  interchangeably  between  the  two  )  .  a  stubborn  frown  ,  not  amused  by  her  sister’s  bantering  .       ❛  i  don’t  see  the  problem  in  making  myself  clear  ,  ❜  nessa  says  with  a  quiet  scoff  ,  her  gaze  shifting  down  .  it  felt  like  this  was  always  how  it  went  ,  when  she  tried  to  speak  up  ;  she  would  only  be  shut  down  ,  and  then  be  poked  fun  at  for  trying  .  ❛  you  can’t  always  be  right  .  ❜