Las memorias de una bruja llamada Galinda, una joven marcada por los privilegios y la superficialidad de su familia, sueña desesperadamente con algún día descubrir su verdadera pasión y ser amada no solo por su belleza física.

After the fall of Munchkinland, Elphaba is forced to work as a lady's maid for Princess Galinda Upland. She's never met someone as beautiful as the Princess nor as cruel. Will Elphaba survive Galinda's lustful advances or will the Princess ruin her? Dark Gelphie. AU Erotic Fairy Tale.

What if Galinda followed them to the clearing. What if Fiyero went with them to the Emerald City. What if Horrible Morrible never truly believed Elphaba would join their team, but knew someone else would with the right inspiration. Cross posted on ao3 for Fiyeraba February 2025. Written as one shots there.

A gelphie fic that takes place after popular. Elphaba thought she’d mastered the art of being invisible—until Galinda Upland crashed into her life with a dazzling smile and a hand she didn’t want to let go of. Add a vain prince with a curious interest in her, and Elphaba’s carefully guarded world begins to unravel.

A new year at Shiz begins and Elphaba is doing her best to continue living her life surrounded by her friends. When a new student begins to attend, her world becomes slightly bigger. But when the world she knows begins to fall apart, Elphaba does whatever she can to fight for what is right even at the cost of becoming... wicked.

All is not well in the Emerald Palace. Left behind in the chaos of Elphaba's flight, Glinda and Fiyero seek solace in each other—but the warmth they cling to is laced with something neither can name. In a night of passion, hurt and longing tangle, but unseen hands tipped the scale(about a year before Thank Goodness-mind the rating, nothing graphic but things do be going down...)

He pretended he didn't have the power to take her whenever he wanted, and in return she pretended to want him back. Rated M for explicit, disturbing content

Galinda Upland does not like the quiet. It's not that she particularly enjoys cacophony. It's simply that her mind tends to function best when there is always background noise surrounding her. The noise helps her regulate.

Five times Glinda falls asleep and one time she doesn't Rated M for explicit content

Maybe Elphaba just didn't know that Galinda is willing and able to help her. Elphaba simply didn't know she would do anything to help, in any way that she can. In fact, she would also help her in ways she can't, just to prove how much she can help. The lion cub scene from Galinda's perspective of it all, plus an expansion of the 'Elphaba's promise' deleted scene.

Glinda takes up a secret project to resurrect the Wicked Witch of the West. This doesn't work for two reasons, of course, but it still brings her back to Elphaba.

What if Elphaba wasn't the sister with a talent for sorcery… Rated M for explicit content

He knows what's best for her, of course. The Wizard knows what's best for everyone. Rated M for explicit content

Elphaba is trapped in a time loop.

There was never a moment that Galinda was around when there would be complete and utter silence...or stillness. What if Galinda could do magic? What if it just doesn't occur as obviously as others? What if it takes an outward source to have it manifest? Pre-Ozdust. Post-What Is This Feeling.

A lavender rose hidden behind her back. Notes signed with a single, sweeping letter. Pink ribbons and raven tresses. A passionate love stronger than the walls of the great Ozma Regent Opera House itself. And the consequences when that passion becomes blinded by obsession. Gelphie. Booksical. AU.

This is my story (Work) When a rose turns black or WARTB, it is about Aliyaa Aepel, and thus, Because fanfic would not let me write a story without putting a category. Sorry IF it is misleading or such, but Aliyaa is indeed wicked and a bit evil! Sorry again!

So...a comment made me decide, hey lets see if we can bring back this trend, and maybe throw in a little bit of big brother this time around. some of my own spin on things as well as participation from the audience. Guaranteed fiyeraba, Gelphie, and Gliyeraba. occasional Bessa and Gloq

Fiyero Tigelaar's carefree façade shatters as his father's death forces him into the role of king, tethering him to the weight of duty and sacrifice. An arranged marriage to the sharp and unyielding Elphaba Thropp—who is battling her own burdens of family and obligation—further strains their bond.

In the Shadowlands of Ev, Elphaba and Fiyero hide from their past. When Boq arrives seeking redemption, they face the impossible: understanding a transformation that defies hope. Some wounds can't heal, but forgiveness might bridge the impossible gap between what was and what could be.

"Elphaba would stay awake at night, wide-eyed and staring at the cracked ceiling, still as a rock, her rising and falling chest the one clue that she was still alive and breathing. The places they stayed at felt cold. Glinda would nestle in nearer for warmth, for a connection, a return to what was. She feared she was losing her." Gelphie; fluff & angst & smut.

Following their departure from the land of Oz, Fiyero and Elphaba find themselves in a run down cottage in the middle of nowhere. Finally free to live their lives the way they desire - together, far from those who seek to harm them - they begin creating a home for themselves and settling into their new normal. That is, however, until an unexpected development takes them by storm...

In a world where magic flows with the same intensity as emotions, Elphaba and Glinda, two mothers dedicated to their daughter, face the challenges of raising a rebellious teenager.

Glinda finally gets the chance to prove herself to her parents. All she has to do is go to university and make sure some green girl doesn't become Wicked. How hard can it be?

Elphaba and Fiyero get locked in a closet, where sharp retorts give way to surprising confessions. Dancing Through Life wasn't just a carefree phrase—it was a cry for help, and Elphaba was the only one who heard him.