#marchhealy

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

Help. I’m realizing that Healy knew March for like two days but didn’t hesitate to help him hide a dead body to keep March from getting implicated in a murder.

[marchhealy]

[jeremyvalentin]

March/Healy drabble

"You know he told you with the strawberry Yoohoo" Holly told Healy as they were walking back home from the grocery store with actual food.. and a few packs of chocolate Yoohoos.

"Excuse me?"

"Yep, my dad finally let you know the other day. But it looks like my dad's love letter couldn't get into your thick brain." Holly smiled and turned to see Healy's reaction unfold. The light blush forming on his cheeks was only slightly noticeable to the young girl.

"Hm, really."

"That's most likely why he couldn't form two sentences with you this morning. You need to let him know your answer when we get back."

"I will."

Holly looked at Healy again who was now smiling and noticed his pace became quicker.

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[marchhealys]

ahem all the 3 people active in tng fanbase: concept. sometimes march & healy fall asleep on the couch together after late night hanging around & its usually coexisting with their limbs tanglin around eachother and...Maybe, one night on the couch healy wakes up because march is having a nightmare and his shaking is vibrating healy, march's hand is twitching against the fabric of healys jacket, and healy just cautiously moves his hand to march's and holds it and march almost immediately just begins to calm in his sleep and hums and buries his face even more in healys neck and healy just thinks to himself that he doesnt know what the hell he did to deserve this angel

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

Sometimes, I think about how after like three days of getting to know each other and working on a case, Healy knew how to translate for March and tell a capitalist that his partner was calling her Hitler.

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

March: *looks up from the newpaper* Jack, are we dating?

Healy: Yeah.

March: We are?

Healy: *exasperated* Yes, why do you think we had sex last night?

March: Mutual arousal.

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

Healy: Are you decent?

March: Not morally, but I’m wearing pants if that’s what you’re asking.

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

March would accidentally send a dick pic.

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

March: All odd numbers have an E in them.

Healy: Babe, it’s 3 AM.

March: T-h-r-e-e!

Healy: GO TO SLEEP.

[marchhealy]

me remembering that the nice guys ended with a love song on the note that these two broken men have found eachother and made eachother better and whole and are going to take care of a daughter together

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

The Nice Guys but Healy looks like this:

[marchhealy]

its an almost daily routine that at night holland rests his head on jacksons lap on the couch as jackson tells him stories about his life

holland falls asleep always and usually only remembers bits and pieces, but he just really loves jacksons voice and the fingers that usually make their place to play with his hair

(and how interesting his life is doesnt make holland jealous like it usually does with other people, but it makes him want to explore so much more of this man that just seems like an angel from heaven that came down solely to lighten his world & give him hope, but he'd probably never admit that even though he thinks about it quite a bit)

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

@jarvisiony that mermaid AU I came up with but Healy looks like this:

[marchhealy]

can someone Please make a fic about pre-relationship where holly and jackson are together while holland's out doing something and holly just really nonchalantly tells jackson that holland has a huge crush on him

(ex. maybe starting w something like "Yeah, dad talks about you all the time. I think it's because he doesn't have any friends, but I haven't heard him talk about anyone like that since mom was here")

[deputy-ajay-ghale]

Okay, but where is our merman!Healy AU where March is questioning him???

Don’t look at me, I don’t know why he’s questioning a merman. Maybe it’s a fantasy crime AU and March is trying to see if Healy drowned a sailor—Healy’s high key offended bc how dare you, you chicken legged mouthbreather.

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