#Falsettos Content

[witlesswitnesstm]

Yk what I’m thinking about? I’m thinking about Marvin recovering from Whizzer’s death, piece by piece. I’m thinking about him focusing a lot more of his time on Jason, probably transitioning to a more joint custody. I’m thinking about him finding more of the queer community to support him during his loss. I’m thinking about him finally resolving his shit with Mendel and apologizing for accusing him of fucking everything up. I’m thinking about Trina and Marvin being friends and grieving together. I’m thinking about Charlotte and Cordelia adopting a kid, and Marvin helping them take care of it.

I’m thinking about Marvin growing up, out of Falsettoland.

[bananthony-not-michael]

She Marvin on my Whizzer 'till I Falsettos

[biggestwilliamfinnfan]

there needs to be more trans marvin fics/fanart out there.

[eviltw1nk]

Does anybody have links to literally any other falsettos production that ISNT the proshot or the obc? I yearn for a different cast……

[chelldoscocaine]

christening my new sketchbook with top surgery whizzer. need to practice muscle stuff more this is just the beginning im going to be so annoying about this

[marvin-falsettos]

Hello love, terribly sorry to intrude. Any suggestions for getting pesky people out of your inbox?? This... 🥧 anon is being particularly irritating. I wouldn't normally bother you with something so trivial darling, as we both know you're powerless compared to me, but I worry. He's threatening to kill me it seems, and while I do get these threats semi-often, being me and all, these are... unique.

-@shakesey-p

[ooc: LMAO his ass is FINE he just wants to make marv think hes a big strong man so he can take him down a peg im cackling]

First off, you're always welcome here don't apologise.

And uh.. Unfortunately not. I've had my fair share of assholes in my inbox, I'm sorry people are bothering you. Especially like that too.

Can I help in any way..?

[daily-cborle]

Day 14 — Falsettos!!

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[milolovesbmc]

Art for @understance 's fic "More racquetball"!!

Hi Sammie!!! Sorry for making you wait so long to find out what I was making, finally here it is though!!! Hope you like it :3

I seriously love this fic so much, it made me sob, so obviously I had to make myself sob EVEN MORE by drawing my fav part from it!

[sp4c3-c0wb0y]

Look at your couch, it is homo-baroque! 🗣️ Don't talk to me about taste! 🗣️

[enjamin-the-benitor]

how does it feel to be fucking wrong about tadmore? curt mega said it himself, there was undeniably romantic feelings there. we fucking won and there’s nothing you can do about it. you should take down your tadmore hate and redeem yourself.

”checkmate, atheist!!!!!”

But seriously. Did. Did you read the post. That Curt Mega made??

And what hate??? The post I made calling Ella an ace lesbian??? The vaguepost I made about Tadmore saying I didn’t ship it?? I don’t think that’s hate.

Anyway *obligatory snarky remark that I need to make after every anon hate I get telling anon we should make out sloppy style*

[youraveragemiscellanyenjoyer]

Getting into a fandom that none of your irl/online friends know of is difficult, my dudes. Like, who am I supposed to rant to about this beautiful wonderful thing I've discovered????

[mothforpresident]

I cannot stress the importance of a good fanart in getting me into a fandom

[mosspapi]

Alright which one of my mutuals is entering their falsettos phase. I can't go back there man I did my time already /lh

[websitewizard2005]

my expectations for the amount of notes my art should get really changes depending on the fandom i’m posting for. like if i post something for starkid or falsettos or some other bigger fandom and it gets less than 50 notes it’s a flop but if i post something for shaperaverse or my OCs and it gets like 10 notes i’m like YEAHHHHH. THIS ONES A SUCCESS. THREE REBLOGS LETS GO IM FAMOUS!!!

[daily-cborle]

Day 87 — Falsettos

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[marauder-misprint]

Charms

Series Masterlist

Sirius Black x Fem!Slytherin!reader

1.5k words

cw: fluff

After lunch, you had a free period. You had gotten comfortable in a bay window with a book and it didn’t take long for one of Hogwarts’ strays to find you. You had started with just absentmindedly petting it, but then it curled up in your lap and fell asleep. You both loved and hated how content it looked snoozing away. You groaned when the bells chimed to signal the end of the period. You couldn’t move, not with a sleeping cat in your lap. How could you disturb its rest? 

You sigh. At least it’s only Charms. You accept your position and continue to read. You’re certain that Pandora or Dorcas will take notes when they notice you’re not there. If worse comes to worst, you could see if Evan or anyone else has notes. Or you could have Dorcas ask Marlene for Lily’s notes. Staying with the cat seemed more acceptable with each person you added to the list of possibly having notes. For all you know, Professor Flitwick could be reviewing a spell you’ve already mastered and you’d be bored out of your mind anyways. Yes, staying here and letting the small creature remain unbothered was okay. 

Sirius, who had gotten better at sneaking glances at you during the classes you shared, notices right away when you aren’t in your seat next to Pandora when Charms starts. As much as he wants to point it out to his friends and get their opinions on where you might be, he doesn’t. If he did, he’d endure more teasing about “still being intrigued” by you. He was. He just doesn’t want to deal with his friends right now. 

Despite knowing you aren’t there, Sirius continues to glance toward Pandora throughout the class. He also looks at the door. He’s hoping you’ll walk in with some excuse for being late, but you never do. Sirius has never found it so difficult to pay attention in class. He really hopes that his friends don’t notice him scanning the room and ask him what he’s looking for. Still intrigued. He wasn’t sure if this intrigue was developing into something more. Interest. More than interest. He felt a need to get to know you better. To get you to like him. You were a dog person after all. You should like him. 

After class, rather than heading straight to his next lesson, he looks around the corridors a bit. He’s looking for you, but if anyone dared to ask, he would claim to be looking for a dropped quill or something. Is a quill a believable thing to be searching for? If he dropped an ink pot, that would break. Maybe a misplaced textbook? He’s still thinking of possible excuses for what he was looking for when he spots the real thing: you. Your hair seems to glow in the sunlight from the window where you’re sitting, book in hand and cat in lap. Of course you had an animal with you.

“Ah, there you are!” Sirius exclaims, strolling toward you. “You missed Charms!”

You tilt your head, looking up at the voice. 

“Have you come to give me your notes?”

“Do I look like I take notes?”

“No, but looks can be deceiving.”

A crooked smile appears on his face. 

“And how do I look, darling?” He strikes a pose, earning an eye roll from you.

“Like a pompous arse who doesn’t have notes to offer me?”

“Hmm, not the answer I was going for.”

You snort a laugh, which slightly disturbs the cat still sleeping in your lap but it adjusts and falls right back asleep.

“What do you want to hear? Oh, Sirius, you’re so dreamy and fit and charming and dashing,” you say in your falsetto.

Sirius laughs and leans against the wall near your feet. 

“Yeah, something like that.”

“Then go find your fan club. They’ll tell you that.”

You turn back to your book, hoping he’ll leave. He doesn’t.

“Are you not in my fan club?” he asks, tapping your shoe with his finger. 

“No. Never have been,” you say. Your eyes are glued to the pages of your book. 

“It’s always accepting new members.”

You look up at Sirius with an annoyed look, which softens quickly when you see Regulus approaching from behind him. 

“Reggie!” you call with a wave.

Sirius spins around, coming face to face with his brother.

“Sirius,” Regulus greets his brother coldly. His tone warms when he looks back to you. “I have bad news for you.”

You groan. “It’s formal?”

He nods and Sirius looks confused.

“What’s formal?”

“You’re still coming, right?” Regulus asks you, his eyes pleading you to say yes. “Please?”

“Yes, I’m still coming,” you say and his face lights up. “But! You’re coming dress shopping with me.”

His face falls. “Why?”

“Because I’m not taking Dorcas or Pandora.”

“What do you need a dress for?” Sirius asks. 

His interest in whatever his brother has invited you to is growing. What event was Regulus taking you to that you needed to wear a dress? He was amused that you would be dragging his brother shopping for said event. That unnerving feeling that he had in his stomach a few days ago outside returned as he thought of you twirling in a dress in front of Regulus for his opinion. 

Regulus shot Sirius an annoyed look, as if saying it wasn’t any of his business. 

“Just a Slug Club thing,” you say, waving your hand dismissively at Sirius. “So, Reg, we’ll go to Hogsmeade this weekend, yeah?”

Sirius didn’t wait for Regulus’ answer. He left you two with his mind spinning on how he could be invited to this Slub Club thing. Who did he know that was in Slug Club and would likely not already have a date picked out? 

“Yeah, this weekend works,” Regulus says. He pauses as he turns to see how far away Sirius had gone. “Why was he here?”

You shrug. “Don’t know. Thought he was maybe going to offer me notes for Charms, but no.”

“You were here all period, weren’t you?” he asks, eying the sleeping cat.

“Little thing is just so comfortable. You can’t blame me!”

“You’re unbelievable sometimes, you know that, right?”

“It was just Charms!” you exclaim. 

“And you skipped it.”

“Yes, I did.”

“What do you have next?”

“Transfiguration…”

Regulus gives you a small smile before he scoops up the cat. It chirps with wide eyes at the sudden movement. He gently places it on the ground and it runs away. 

“Come on,” he says, grabbing your hands. “Let’s get you to Transfiguration.”

“But!”

“No buts! As your friend, I can’t let you skip classes all day because a cat was sleeping.”

“Regulus,” you whine.

“I won’t hear it,” he says definitively. “You’ll thank me later.”

“Doubtful,” you grumble but now that you’re standing, you let Regulus lead you to your next class. 

---

It hits Sirius after dinner when he’s in the Gryffindor Common Room. Lily is in Slug Club. Despite all of James’ attempts, she is very single and likely needs a date to the party. She could be his way in. He was fairly certain he hadn’t seen her buddying up to any guy recently. He approaches the table where she’s sitting with Mary and Marlene. He puts a genuine smile, hoping it helps his cause.  

“Evans! You know how we’re best friends, yeah?” 

“Words never used to describe us, but go on,” Lily laughs as she looks up from her homework. 

“I’ve decided that I’ll be your date to Slughorn’s party.”

She looks at him with a confused expression.

“You’ve decided?”

“Yes.” 

“And you want to go to that?”

“Yes.” 

“Do I want to know why? Usually people not in Slug Club are more than glad not to go,” she says.

He presses his hands on the table and leans forward. “I just need to be there.”

“Need to, huh? Would you behave?”

“Yes!”

“I don’t believe you, Black.”

“What would I even do?”

“I don’t know. Prank Severus or something stupid.”

“I thought you didn’t like him anymore,” Sirius says, his brows scrunching together in confusion.

“I don’t,” Lily says pointedly. “But that doesn’t mean I want my guest at Slughorn’s party to be causing a scene. It’s my image on the line.”

“I promise I’ll be on my very best behavior.” SIrius looks around the common room. “I swear it on Remus’ books, James’ broom, Peter’s wizards’ chess and my hair.”

“You almost have to say yes now,” Mary says with a giggle. “He swore on his hair and I want to see what happens when he fucks it up.”

“I won’t!” he asserts. 

“I suppose it saves me from actually asking someone… Alright, Black. You can come.” She pauses and looks Sirius up and down. “You know you have to dress up, right?”

He nods and smiles at her. “That’s part of why I need to go.”

Lily exchanges glances with Marlene and Mary as Sirius returns to where his friends are gathered near the fire. 

“You’ll have to give us a play-by-play. Black needing to go to Sluggy’s party?” Marlene tells Lily. 

“Do you have any idea what that’s about?” Mary asks.

Lily shakes her head with a sigh. “No… I just hope I don’t regret it.”

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