Williamfinn Stories

A community theatre AU with an impulsive twist of over-analyzation, alcoholism, and selfishness.

The story of falsettos, but told from Whizzer's POV. The story starts at the beginning of March Of The Falsettos (the act not the song) and continues until the end of the musical. It ends at the end of the musical for obvious reasons. Multiple ships!

Jason turned twenty-two years old, a mere few weeks ago, blowing the candles out on a homemade cake with his mother and step-father and their absolutely ancient dog. He doesn't make a wish. He was graduating in the spring with high honors, two majors. He'd been interviewing with law schools and they had gone swimmingly. He'd been working on his photography portfolio and earned high praise from his professors. He liked his friends. He liked his shitty apartment. He liked the steady and stressful and boring in and out of his daily life and taking pictures of it when he could. Jason had grown up. He didn't need a wish. He doesn't believe in that anyway. (or: Jason tries to understand his father, four years after his death, for a school project) // originally published on ao3

Yay! Another oneshot book! Any warnings will be put at the beginning of the chapter. Enjoy! (Feel free the request stuff or suggest prompts!)

falsettos & in trousers oneshots about lovers ( and one extra short insomniac ) living and dying fortissimo i do not own the rights to falsettos / in trousers oneshots will include smut , fluff , & angst, trigger warnings will be in place when needed happy reading !!!