#suits fandom

[userwines]

I agree with the suits anon..... please..... pretty please.... I can offer: will scream with delight in the tags when I reblog....

HAHAHAHAHAH Okay anon i got youuu ✌️✌️

[userwines]

I need more marvey drawings from you

Wow I just saw this ask after, like, forever... I'll get on the fanart grind again for you, anon. I've just been so busy yall. Formal sorries to all my little suitlings

[juanaa-ii]

I finished suits (obv) but before I knew that Rachel and Mike were leaving because of Meghan Markle’s wedding I thought the show would end in a full circle, you know?

Harvey and Louis are managing partners and Harvey promotes Mike as Senior Partner and tell him “hey, now it’s you who has to find an associate.”

Mike panics and says, “How am I suppose to work with someone else? I work better alone.”

And Harvey says, “I said the same thing, look where we are now.’”

Donna agrees to come in and help Mike, for both amusement and nostalgic reasons.

Harvey make some stupid joke like ‘Make sure not to hire another fraud.’ And Mike’s just like, “that’s so not funny, dude.”

(“Don’t call me dude.”)

Anyways, Donna sits there, interviews the associates, and the one that Mike hires isn’t a fraud but maybe they’re worst. Like they were allegedly charged for murder or something??

Harvey doesn’t even look confused when the kid comes in with Mike. He’s just like “I should’ve known you’d do this.”

[juanaa-ii]

In another universe, Mike would’ve been a kick-ass secretary. Not Harvey’s secretary but like some CEO’s secretary because I’m sure you don’t need a college degree for that (or maybe you do?)

It’d be a cool story. Harvey decides, ultimately, he can’t risk hiring Mike and lets him go after the cops are gone. Even gives him his business card and tells Mike that if he ever needs any help, he’d take his case pro-bono.

Mike is sullen but goes back to bike riding deliveries. The CEO just had his secretary walk out on him and he’s down on his luck, looking for someone competent. In comes this smart know-it-all kid who not only memorized the layout of his firm enough to deliver his package promptly, but also knows just from a glance at the documents that the CEO shouldn’t take a deal he was just about to sign.

And Mike goes on this whole tangent about how terrible the deal is and this CEO is baffled and thinks ‘I want this guy’ and then Mike spills his whole life story again (Because obviously) and the CEO is like ‘you’re hired, you don’t need a college degree for this job’.

And it’s a rough week, adjusting to his new boss and his coworkers but while he isn’t rising so much in social situations, he’s certainly even brighter then CEO hoped for.

And, biggest kicker? The CEO is recently signed off as a client of Pearson Hardman. Or, particularly, as Harvey Spector’s client.

The whole point of this tangent wasn’t about Harvey or Jessica or Louis. It was actually about Donna. I think the two of them would’ve been great friends if Mike was a secretary. Mike would’ve been like Donna. He’s terrifying but unlike Donna, he’s completely oblivious to it. Donna reads people but Mike memorizes images and conversations. His visual and auditory skills scares the others. When he asks for something, you do it because you don’t know if he has dirt on you and you don’t know if he’s seen what you did in the bathroom or if he’s heard the conversation you had in the break room.

Mike just thinks the others are very kind workers.

Now that I think about it…what if Mike was Louis’s secretary?? Oh lord.

[userwines]

An old suits fanart

[star-girl-05]

High I Love You

Mike Ross x Reader

~★~❤︎~✦~

"Are you talking to me or the cookies?"

Mike lounged on the couch, laughter escaping his lips as he watched you frantically search the apartment. "What are you looking for?" he asked, a cloud of smoke escaping his lips.

"Cookies," you replied without even glancing at him, continuing to rummage through the cabinets. After still not finding anything you whine "Mike," your voice full of desperation as you collapse on top of him. "I need cookies," your voice comes out muffled against his chest.

He chuckled, giving you a small head pat before gently pushing you off. Now sprawled on the couch, you watched him closely as he headed to the kitchen. He tried to contain his laughter as he lifted a magazine, revealing the bright blue package. His laughter grew louder as he handed it over. You snatched the package from him, a pout forming on your face. "If your apartment wasn't so messy, I would have found them."

"My apartment, really?" he retorted. You nodded, mouth full of cookies. "Well, if that's how you feel, then give me my cookies." He reached for the box, but you moved away.

"I'll bite you if you try to grab my cookies."

He laughed again. "I shared my weed with you, but you won't share the cookies?" You huffed, moving across the couch with a cookie in hand.

"Open," you demanded, placing the cookie in his mouth before letting your head fall into his lap. You closed your eyes as he ran his fingers through your hair.

"I love you," you murmured, opening your eyes to look up at him. He smiled down at you, a grin spreading across his face.

"Are you talking to me or the cookies?" you giggled, leaning up to press a kiss against his lips.

"I love you both."

He chuckled softly. "I love you both too."

[liar-or-lawyer]

[liar-or-lawyer]