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It was so weird to see Jack startled; normally there had to be a gun involved, or Holly talking about getting a boyfriend. March said, louder, “We absolutely believe in reincarnation, sir. It’s one of our passions, as private detectives.”
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14 May 2026
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Jackson Healy is getting a new apartment, whether he wants one or not.
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14 May 2026
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Healy looks up into Holly’s bright, hopeful face. “This one has a pool,” Holly says.
From the stool on Holly’s other side, March leans over to squint at the listing. “That’s in a really shitty neighborhood, honey. Mr. Healy doesn’t want to live there.”
“I think he can take care of himself,” Holly says primly.
“Eh. He’s not so tough.”
“He beat you up, didn’t he?” Holly says, with the conviction that Healy could easily do it again. Privately, Healy agrees. March has all the physical prowess of an overcooked spaghetti noodle.
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It is okay to know only one song if it is this one by mysteriousnight
Fandoms: The Nice Guys (2016)
14 Apr 2025
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In the car, Holly holds her breath, tasting the word dyke on her tongue sweet like sugar.
In the car, the world flows past but she keeps on moving too.
In the car, Mr. Healy clears his throat. "Okay."A study on birdsong and growing older. On parents and anger. On love and loss. On endings and beginnings. On Holly's three months of summer vacation and the family forming around her.
Or: Holly's summer of gay understanding
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14 May 2026
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They stare each other down, daring the other to flinch first, fall onto the defensive. They’ve been here before, this impasse of an argument, locked in defiance of the other, too angry, too proud, too hurt to step away or apologize or forgive. This feels like old times the way a hole is familiar once you’re in one.
Holly blinks and the sharp smell of a drunken huff wafts in memory, the image of her dad’s back as he walked away from her again and again and again.
“What did you hear?” Mr. Healy stops the scene from playing out. Her dad doesn’t leave and Holly doesn’t slam the door of her room hard enough to shake the walls and they don’t drag this out for weeks until whatever slight that had brought it about fades from memory, or a new one takes its place, or gets filed away in an ever growing folder of resentment. Mr. Healy breaks the pattern with one swift sentence and Holly wants to tell him she loves him for it.
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Healy's on his knees with a bucket and a brush, trying to lift three-day-old Yoo-hoo stains off the carpet, when he realizes this isn't home anymore.
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13 May 2026
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And Healy's adjusting too, rethinking a few things. Mostly the way March looks at him sometimes, that fond, wet-eyed stare. The way he's looking up at him now. And about how it feels to do a patch job on March's fucked up life and how it feels so easy and natural and necessary and how there's nobody on the planet whose life he wants to fix more, including himself.
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The Love I'm In by Geese_In_Flight
Fandom Dungeons & Dragons: Honor Among Thieves (2023)
25 Jul 2024
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16 Mar 2025
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“I had a dream a couple of nights ago,” she says, elliptically. “Xenk is pissed.”
“He got someone to send you a dream?” Ed asks, startled. Sure, Xenk can call in any number of favors from the no doubt hundreds of magic users he knows, but still. That’s not such a minor undertaking.
“Yes,” Kira says. “He’ll be here in a few days.” She scowls, which doesn’t help her argument about no longer being a teenager, and says, “He dictated this to me to write down when I woke up, too.”
She pulls a half sheet of paper out of her book, where it’s apparently been marking her place. Ed thinks about reaching for it, then tries to move and gives up on whole thing.