Send me 'It's harvest time' and I’ll generate a number to see if our muses will…(6) Take a ride on a wagon
"You sure you're not cold?" Ezreal asks, plucking at the fabric of his scarf and quirking a brow like he was offering it to the maven. "Just let me know. Here----after you. It's a bit of a step but I promise the ride is worth it." Lips crack, revealing a row of perfect teeth as the explorer tilts his head slightly. "Piltover's all decked out for Harrowing."
Some of my favorite Mike/Harvey fics. :) For xadagio. (and anyone else, really ♥)
(23 fics... It got lengthy so it's under a read more.)
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The Trip: Canon ; angst
Harvey stared at him. “It was not ‘your fault’. I’m a grown goddamn man and I take responsibility for my own actions. I could have stopped you at any point. I should have—fuck, I should never have even been drinking with you.”
Grande Soy Triple Dirty Chai: AU ; fluff
Mike let himself watch; there was nothing like a well-fitting suit, really. When the door closed he looked over at Celia and saw that she'd been watching too and was grinning conspiratorially.
let us go then, you and i: Canon ; angst
“Let him get over you, Mike. Let him move on.”
Pizza and A Movie: AU ; fluff
After that, it just kind of became a thing. Mike would scrawl quotes on the inside of the pizza box, or come up with one for him on the spot, depending on the situation. Sometimes Harvey had a woman with him (never Jessica again, though) and sometimes he was alone; usually when he was alone he looked like he'd been burning the midnight oil.
Your World Might Explode: Canon ; nc-17
“What the fuck are you – Harvey! Are you – oh my god. Oh my god. Did you even – lube! Lube, Harvey!”
Ten Thousand Men of Harvard: AU - nc-17
He could make out his blue eyes half-way across the library and that, paired with his messy blonde hair, fitted him perfectly into the “Doable” section of Harvey’s sex drive. Although, to be fair, most people landed in that section . Not that Harvey got around as much as most people assumed.
“Doable” and “Actually Do” were very different sections size-wise.
Fair Enough: Canon ;
The man who answered the door was not Mike Ross. He also wasn't wearing any clothing. He was...shirtless, very shirtless, and wet, hair curling and dripping onto his olive-tanned shoulders, a towel knotted around his toned waist the only thing preserving his decency. He had a wallet in one hand -- to pay for food delivery, she realized -- and a tattoo on his left pec, of the word VERITAS in deep black.
Those of Wit and Cunning: AU ; fluff
"You'd better hope your adoring masses don't break down the door. I don't even know what they see in you. You're too skinny. Your hair's a mess. And you don't even know how to tie your tie properly. Oh, and you owe me and Donna favors. Separate favors, so don't try to get away with doing something for one of us and saying it counts for both."
Reading The Signs: Canon ; fluff
He attributed his entire first impression about Mike to some seriously bad luck and a speech impediment.
Imprimatur: AU ; fluff
Mike's parents had told him about Imprinting. How his mom had gone into a second-hand bookstore to kill some time before class, and his dad had rung her up and taken a couple of crumpled dollar bills and offered her change, fingers brushing her palm as he put thirty-five cents into it. Their whole world had shifted in an instant with that touch. It was like colors were brighter, like falling in love in fast-forward, and she'd grabbed his hand and held on until the wave passed. Dad had always claimed he'd heard music.
Can you read my mind?: XMFC/Suits - Crossover ; fluff
Could Harvey read minds? No, he shook his head mentally. Charles would have told him and besides Harvey has said he's good at reading people not minds... Although reading people was kind of like reading people's minds so what if—?
Soft Features: Canon ; nc-17
"I'm pretty sure the doorman thinks I'm a hooker, just FYI," Mike says.
when you were mine: Canon ; angst
Mike’s fully aware that it makes him pathetic, but what bothers him most isn’t that Harvey bet him, and it’s not even that Harvey bet him for nothing.
What really kills Mike is how easily he did it, how indifferently Harvey gave in, and how terrified Mike is that Harvey’s not even going to miss him, that he’s doing to spend the next nine days finding out how little he actually needs Mike around.
Hips Don't Lie: Canon ; humor
But then he catches sight of the flash of a slim bundle of bills between her fingers and he can't swallow down a mumbled You must be fucking kidding me as he starts to move.
What Dreams May Come: AU ; fluff/angst
There is a stranger sitting beside Harvey on his couch. He looks young, with sandy brown hair and big blue eyes. He's wearing ripped and faded jeans and a threadbare grey t-shirt, and he looks like he belongs anywhere but here whilst somehow simultaneously looking completely relaxed and at ease, as if this was exactly where he belonged. Harvey doesn’t feel threatened or freaked out, he just feels surprised.
All But Memories: Merlin/Suits - Crossover ; angst
He does turn when the door opens, though, and freezes in shock, inhaling sharply and getting no oxygen. He feels like the breath has been sucker-punched out of him, and he’s ashamed to say that his knees wobble under his weight, for a moment, because that—that’s Arthur standing in the doorway to his right, that’s his Arthur, and he’s so close, and Mike just wants to reach out and touch him, see if he’s real, but he’s scared because he’s waited so long, and he can’t remember his reaction ever being this strong, before.
Obviously Oblivious: Canon ; humor
“Oh Harvey,” a falsetto, obviously masculine voice simpered as they reached the doorway. “Don't stop. You're the best boss ever.”
“Mike,” a more gruff voice rumbled from across the room, “Mmm, your ass is so hot and tight. I'm gonna fu—“
Got a real jam goin' down: Canon ; humor
“It’s not the shelving unit,” she muses aloud, eyes sliding over the walls and the furniture before landing on Mike. She sits up, snaps, and points. “Oh my god, there’s a person in here! That’s what it is. Have you been here the entire time?”
Mike gives her a deadpan look. “Mr. Specter does not allow me to speak to actual people. Or look out the window. Is it nice out? I haven’t seen the sun in, like, ten days.”
Lie To Me: Canon ; angst
It was same song, different verse for their next date. Everything had been going smoothly, almost perfectly, they both seemed to be having a good time, until the very end of the date when Mike tried to pick a fight with him.
7,776,000: Canon ; angst
One hundred and twenty nine thousand, six hundred minutes since he fell on his metaphorical sword to protect Harvey, the only thing he could do to save the man who put everything on the line for him.
love will come through (it's just waiting for you): Canon ; angst
There has always been something there, right from the first moment they met. How could there not be - what else would make Harvey risk everything for him. That's not to say they went from zero to a hundred in two seconds flat. It has been a gradual build between them, subtle shifts compounding into something more. But it's there, real and undeniable.
Gravitational Pulls and Ungovernable Forces: Canon ; angst
It was the only thing that made sense, the only thing to explain how Mike flinched and fled from his touch. It made Mike feel awkward and uncomfortable, and he didn't feel comfortable enough to tell Harvey so (didn't trust him enough, because Harvey had broken the trust that, though never outright acknowledged, was so important to both of them).
The Haunting of Harvey Specter: Canon ; angst
The sun wakes Harvey up. It rises high in the sky and punches him in the eyelids. He screws his eyes shut all the more securely, in response, but his head continues to pound, a marching band's drum-line. It's when he tries to shield his face with an arm that he realizes there's a problem. The appendage refuses to budge, no matter how hard he tugs, and he has to look now. He doesn't expect what he finds.
Moving.. When I'm sitting, I can't stop moving my legs or rocking back and forth >.< and when I'm standing, I'm always fidgeting, either flailing my arms on fidgeting on my feet..
(I know it says 2 but xD) Saying the following words too many times in one sentence: listen, guys, like (ashamed of the last one) ..Also, swearing :( I MUST STOP BEING A BAD PERSON.
T. 5 things I love unconditionally:
My OTPs.
Allan.
My childhood friends.
NCIS
My country.
This was a bit hard for me, because I have retarded feels and once I get close enough to someone or know something well enough it's hard for me to oversee it's flaws. Which is a bad thing and I don't like that about myself but....The things I listed - I'm not sure whether I love them unconditionally, because of the above reason, but it's as close as I can get right now. I have a soft spot for all of these things, and sometimes I can get privately angry with them, but never for long. I will always find excuses for them, because I do love them, and even though I think this is also a bad thing, because instead of making excuses we should work on getting better - but I do that. If I don't agree with something they're doing, it doesn't make me love them less, and I tell myself (and often other people) that it's okay but I can't explain it. I just say it's because it's them. And sometimes there are conditions for the way we feel or the way we love people that don't exactly work the same way with anyone else, and with them this is that. Even though I can't exactly call that unconditional love, because I can still pinpoint things about them that irritate me or upset me, but at the same time, they're things I'll push aside and ignore because I love them too much to let anything in the way. And maybe that makes me a bad person for excusing certain things when I wouldn't if it was someone else, some other country, some other thing, and it's favoritism and unfair, and that's just how feelings work.
Hiiiiiiiiii :-* I'm fine :)))) and how about you? :)))1. The first character I first fell in love with: Sherlock ♥2. The character I never expected to love as much as I do now: Molly :)3. The character everyone else loves that I don’t: Irene4. The character I love that everyone else hates: None5. The character I used to love but don’t any longer: I don't know about someone :D6. The character I would totally smooch: Sherlock :))7. The character I’d want to be like: Molly :)8. The character I’d slap: Sally Donovan :D 9. A pairing that I love: JohnLock ♥♥10. A pairing that I despise: Sherlock/Moriarty
