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whipbogard · 2 months ago
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DC Dark Legion Shenanigans #1 - Bio Lab chatters
They may not be the optimized combo for the Bio Lab but I insist that they're paired up for my own selfish reasons. Not to mention that I'm lazy to do a major relocation for everyone lmfao I'm really at this stage where I find more joy in stalking these two across the base than actually doing anything fruitful in the game aksgkashg
I figure that a lot of silly bantering goes on between these two; not to mention they're next to Bruce's station i.e. the drone room LOL I hope they both can sort out their feelings re: Bruce together LMFAOOO
And yeah, by sheer coincidence, Harvey is on the same floor with Bruce's, uh, much more popular love interests? sakghasgkhs
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modharvest · 10 months ago
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You are as beautiful as the day I lost you...
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chess-blackmyre · 1 year ago
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your father’s ‘lucky’ coin
the dark knight (2008) // the dark knight novelization by dennis o’neil // dune by frank herbert // eye of the beholder (1990) by helfer, sprouse, mitchell, roy, and costanza
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mooneygoestomorrow · 2 years ago
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More like me when:
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vaporevon · 2 years ago
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the first proofs for my prints came in let’s fucking goooo
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halfdent · 10 months ago
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I love rereading issues I haven't picked up in a while because sometimes they do get a chuckle out of me . Like Harvey being all like " I'm sorry if my appearance scares you " then just Two-Face " Ow bitch that hurt ! " Just blows the poor man away .
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errantgoat · 2 years ago
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I'm definitely finishing Harvey's BG3 run tomorrow. And since I've been making strategic saves all the way through ACT 3, I'm seriously considering picking up an alternate post-Cazador fight route... The Darkest Timeline if you will. (I really want to see the ending of possible Ascended!Astarion and Spawn!Tav) I am super curious, and I doubt I'll be doing a separate run just for that, my heart couldn't take it.
I'm already plotting next playthroughs in my head, I've gone insane. I'm definitely ready for an evil run now. (Though most likely Tav not Dark Urge, from what I've seen I'm just not that interested in DU.) I'll dub this the Make Everyone Worse Run. Going full illithid, baby!
And I want a playthrough for romancing Gale...with another wizard most likely. Two-wizard party is gonna be interesting.
Also Astarion origin run...but that will have to wait, first I definitely want to see the other side of the coin where you just make him so much worse, before I'll try roleplaying as him. Gotta be fair.
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simpingforstardew · 1 year ago
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a mini cozy harvey smut would be amazing if possible ❤️ 🤭
no pressure of course!
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pairing: sdv harvey x reader
synopsis: one mini cozy harvey smut, coming right up~ just some fluffy smut, pretty much no plot ♡ i really hope you like it !!
warnings: 18+ smut (minors dni), reader is described as having a vagina, oral sex (reader receiving).
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Sparrows chirp outside as rays of the spring sunrise filter through your sheer curtains, casting a golden glow into the room. Beneath the layers of yarn blankets enveloping the bed, you luxuriate in their comforting embrace, basking in the tranquillity of the early morning.
Beside you, Harvey stirs, stretching languidly while he haphazardly pushes the duvet off his body. As he arches his back slightly, the fabric of his white t-shirt obediently follows the movement, riding up to reveal a glimpse of his belly underneath and the happy trail that adorns his midsection. Your eyes follow the trail down to his green plaid boxers, hanging loosely on his hips.
“Darling, you’re staring.” Harvey whispered through a grin, his morning voice more gruff than usual; his eyes slowly adjusting to the light.
You smile in spite of the blush that warms your cheeks, “I’m allowed, aren’t I?”
The doctor rubs his heavy eyes as a soft chuckle escapes his lips, “Shh, come here, you’re-,” A yawn interrupts him, “You’re so far away.”
“I’m only on my side of the bed, Harv,” You giggle, shuffling towards your boyfriend, “‘s not that far.”
He wraps you protectively in his arms, one hand lightly massaging your back while the other finds itself on the back of your head, pushing you comfortably into the warmth of his chest. Harvey’s chypre scent was just as comforting as the embrace. Your calloused fingers trace shapes into the skin under his t-shirt, trying to remember where each mole and freckle is.
“I love you, y’know?” You whisper, looking up at him as another smile tugs on his lips.
“Of course, I just hope you know that I love you more.” He kisses your forehead. You still weren’t used to the tickle of his moustache.
You reach a hand up to caress his soft cheeks, while his viridescent eyes scan your face— as if he was memorising every feature. Harvey’s strong arms pull you impossibly closer as you stare at his mouth, your thumb delicately brushes along his lower lip.
Before you could tease him for the flush that was quickly colouring his cheeks, he leans down to kiss you.
His lips, soft and yielding, already carried the faint taste of coffee; it was intoxicating. A soft whine escaped his lips as you threaded your fingers through his dark hair, still tousled from sleep. Touching him feels like heaven; tasting him is like indulging in a forbidden fruit. It was the kind of adoration that devotees created worship for.
You hadn’t realized how desperately you needed this until this moment, a moment in which you two are the only people awake in the valley. Every sensation seems to converge into a single, overwhelming need for closeness.
Harvey’s large hand moves down to your thigh as it rests on his hip, tugging you desperately towards him, as he deepens the kiss. This kiss is nothing like your first just weeks ago: a gentle, yet nervous confession. This is carnally unrestrained; honest.
“Please I-,” the whispered plea slips out of your kiss bitten lips.
“Fucking insatiable,” Harvey chuckles softly, his lips still brushing against your own, before rolling to cage you between his arms. With your back now pressed against the plush sheets, Harvey took the opportunity to tug off his wrinkled t-shirt, fumbling with the hem before discarding it on the floor. With anybody else, at any other time in his life, perhaps he would have been too insecure to do so.
Harvey’s large frame hovers over you, his hand gentle on your neck as he leans in close. “Tell me what you want,” he whispers; you feel the warmth of his breath caress your ear, “I need to hear you say it.”
“Fuck, you’re killing me here— Please, I…” you beg, voice reduced to a hoarse whisper, “I need you, Harvey.”
He kisses down your neck, nipping just to see you squirm, as his hand caresses your chest beneath your t-shirt.
“You’re so pretty when you’re desperate,” he continues to praise you between kisses, marking your most sensitive areas as he makes his way down your body, “So pretty.”
As he shuffles down the bed, he lifts up your t-shirt to kiss your belly— blowing the occasionally raspberry in response to your embarrassed whines. You look down to see him comfortably snug underneath the duvet, kissing your inner thighs with delicate reverence before meeting your gaze.
“Hi.” he smiles, chuckling as he looks at you longingly.
“Hi.” you respond breathlessly, stroking the brunette waves of his hair. You involuntarily tighten your grasp when you feel the warmth of his breathe tease your clothed pussy; a sinful moan escapes his lips in response.
“Careful, darling,” Harvey exhales, “You don’t want me to come that fast, do you?”
Your breath hitches as you hopelessly buck your hips, feeling both of Harvey’s large hands reach to grab your ass “N-no, fuck— sorry.”
Your wetness soaks through your underwear as you feel Harvey’s deft fingers rub slow circles on your clit; his other hand moving to diligently massage your tense hips. Despite the doctor’s dominant act, you could feel him grinding against the soft mattress as he pants pathetically. He glances up with puppy dog eyes, through the hair that had cascaded down his face, to watch for your reactions.
“Do you-,” you whimper, interrupted by the increasing speed of your boyfriend’s fingers, “Do you want to fuck me, puppy?”
“More than I’ve wanted anything,” Harvey sits up, tugging off your underwear, “but right now, I need to taste you.”
Harvey is quick to begin lapping up your juices, occasionally moaning to send vibrations through your sensitive cunt. He is committed to satisfying every inch of your sex so much it almost overstimulates you. His hot mouth, his coarse moustache, his wet tongue, all determined to make you climax.
“So gorgeous for me like this, darling,” Harvey gasps; all you can do— all you want to do— is whimper and moan as you weakly grind against his face.
Slowly, he pushes two fingers inside you— the mess of your anticipation from Harvey’s unrelenting praise making the perfect lube. The delectable stretch just barely satisfies the heavy ache in your pussy; so you roll your hips in time with his digits as they slide in and out, hitting just the right spot. With his fingers fucking you, he continued to eat you out like a man starved. You spread your legs further when he pulls you closer to his face, resting one thigh on Harvey’s shoulder.
“Mmm, p-please.. Fuck—” your moans were becoming unintelligible, your boyfriend’s ministrations unravelling you completely, “Please, Harv’— I’m so close.”
Snapping your hips back and forth, Harvey’s nose nudges against your clit as he groans beneath you; you quickly came undone. As you stumble blissfully towards your release, your eyes squeeze shut and your mouth falls slack; wanton cries fill the room. You feel your legs continue to shake when Harvey pulls his fingers out, the absence of his touch making you whine.
“So good for me, I got you. There you go—,” Harvey soothes; as you open your eyes again, you’re greeted by the sight of him sucking your juices from his fingers. His unwavering eye-contact leaving you breathless, “All for me.”
He makes his way back up the bed, bringing you back into his arms as you catch your breath; after a few moments, your light-headedness fades as you ground yourself in his embrace.
“Wait, Harv—” you mumble, “What time is it? You don’t have to be in the clinic today do you?”
“Shh, don’t you worry, Maru has everything sorted out for today,” he traces shapes in your back, almost lulling you back to sleep, “How about I get you some water while you go to the toilet, then I can make us some breakfast? Is that ok, honey?”
You nuzzle into his chest, nodding emphatically to his morning plans, “Sounds perfect.”
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band--psycho · 10 months ago
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Harvey Specter x Reader - Fight
Please be kind, reblogs are always welcome and greatly appreciated!
Thank you all for the continued support!
It's been a while since I've written for Harvey!
I hope you all enjoy this! 💛
Requests are open so if you have any ideas/requests, you're more than welcome to send them over.
I do not give permission for any of my works to be copied or translated onto this site or other platforms
For my ongoing A-Z Challenge and for @shamelesstrekkie13 who requested this story a few months ago (Part 2)
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Warnings: Angst, Harvey being mean
“Hey handsome,” Y/n said, a small smile tugging at the corner of her lips as she looked at the man she loved, who’d recently been working himself to the bone for his new client. 
“Hey baby,” Harvey greeted back, looking up momentarily to smile at her before his eyes went straight back to the paperwork in front of him.
Her smile fell slightly. 
This case had been a nightmare, and the client had been nothing but an arrogant, pain in the ass.
For the last month, Harvey had been working diligently on this case, but the last few weeks were when things got really stressful. 
She didn’t know why. She couldn’t know why. Client Confidentiality and all, but she’d seen a change in Harvey. 
And this last week had been the tipping point, all he’d done for the past week was work; he’d barely even slept, and it showed, he was snappy with pretty much everyone, Louis, Mike even Donna…of course Donna and Mike understood why, this case was huge for not just Harvey but for the firm too, but he needed a break. 
Y/n tried to never intervene with Harveys work, she knew better than anyone how a case could take over ones life, she had fallen victim to it more than a few times, allowing the case and the clients to take precedence over everything else, including herself and Harvey was always there by her side, to pull her out of the work she’d buried herself in so deeply. 
Now it was her turn to do the same for him. 
To help him the way he’d always helped her. 
“It’s late,” she continued as she made her way into his office, stopping just a few inches away from his desk, “We should go home.”
Harvey leaned back in his chair, a small sigh falling from his lips as he once again pulled his eyes away from his paperwork to look at Y/n, the dark circles under his eyes evident now that she was closer to him. 
“You go, I’m gonna stay here,” 
“Harv-”
“I’m okay,” he assured her; with a smile she knew was fake. 
Harvey was not someone who got stressed easily, in all the years she’d known him, she’d rarely known it to happen, and of course he would never admit that he ‘the great Harvey Specter’ was in fact stressed and exhausted. 
“No you’re not,” she stated softly, moving around the desk so that she was standing next to Harvey. 
Two lawyers dating was never easy, the long hours, the schedules, it was hard to spend quality time together but they’d always managed it, no matter what was happening at work. 
She missed him. She missed how his fingers would brush against her waist when he held her close, missed the forehead kisses he would give her just as she was falling to sleep, missed hearing his laugh when they’d watch a shitty comedy show; she missed being close to him. 
She knew it was selfish, but she couldn’t help how she felt.
Being this close to him, she saw how big and dark the circles under his eyes were; if she had the strength she’d just pick him up and remove him from the office, take him home and let him rest. But she was not that strong, so she was going to have to work on trying to persuade him.
She reached her arm out to him, placing her hand on his cheek, caressing it softly,“How long has it been since you’ve slept?”
A few moments of silence passed, before Harvey pressed a soft kiss on the palm of her hand, Y/n thought that meant that he was listening to her and that he was going to come home with her and get some much needed rest. 
That was until Harveys hand lightly grabbed her wrist and placed it back into her lap. 
“I’ve got work to do,” he replied simply, turning his attention back to his paperwork. 
Y/n took a deep breath, trying to work out what she could say to him that wouldn’t aggravate him and would get him to listen to her.
“Harvey, you need to sleep,” she pointed out, the worry in her eyes growing with every moment that passed between them. 
“I do sleep,” he answered bluntly; his tone catching Y/n off guard completely. 
“Not for more than a few hours you don’t,” she challenged back, it was going to take more then his blunt tone to make her leave.
Why wouldn’t he just listen to her? Why couldn’t he see that all she was trying to do was help? Why did he have to be so difficult?
“I’m fin-”
“No you’re not,”
“Sorry, when did you become a therapist?” He snapped, the fury in his eyes evident as he looked at her once more, “I said I’m fine and I meant it” 
“Look, I know you’re tired but you can’t keep snapping at people like this,” she reasoned, or at least attempted  to. Y/n knew if he kept going on like this, he would end up making an enemy of everyone in his firm.
“I will snap at anyone who interrupts me from doing my goddamn work, and that includes you,” 
“You’re not going to get any work done unless you rest properly,” she was trying so hard to keep her cool, to keep calm, he was exhausted and stressed, he was just snapping at her because she was there. 
But she could feel her anger slowly beginning to build; she knew how he felt, she understood why he was acting and talking the way he was, but it didn’t mean it didn’t still hurt. 
“Well you’re always pretty well rested and I’m still a better lawyer than you,”
That. That comment felt like a slap in the face to Y/n. 
She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down and stop herself from lashing out and adding fuel to an already growing fire. 
“Harvey-” 
She didn’t get a chance to finish her sentence, before he was already talking again, his pupils dilated and his tone harsh, “What? You want me to apologize for telling the truth? There’s a reason you work at Rand, Kaldor and Zayne and not here,”
And that was the tipping point.  To get snappy at her was one thing, but to mock where she worked, her profession that she worked so hard for was another thing entirely. 
She wanted to shout back at him and she was going to, until she realised there was no point; all her shouting would do would cause an argument, one where they just took cheap shots at each other until one of them said something they couldn’t come back from. 
She wasn’t going to do that. 
She didn’t have the energy. 
So she walked towards the door of Harvey’s office; only turning around to look at him and say one simple sentence. Her voice was a calm as she could get it, but it still had a hint of anger laced in it, “You know why I don’t work here,” 
And then she left Harvey.
Alone in his office. 
And Y/n tried not to let her anger turn into tears as she headed towards the elevator, leaving the firm.
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luvvyouforever · 2 months ago
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mrs. becker - sdv harvey x reader
mdni 18+
synopsis: it's the day of your wedding and harvey is sure that there is nothing that could make him happier. until your first night as a married couple in the farmhouse <3 content: smut, wedding, marriage, bride!reader, mentions of drinking, slightly tipsy harvey (the man likes his wine), fluff, harvey is a yearnerrrrrr through and through. he loves you SO much. author's note: i'm in SUCH a big harvey mood. my man my man my man <333333 oh and harvey doesn't have a canon last name, but i know a lot of people like 'becker' so that's what i went with!
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harvey is all giggles and smiles, cheeks flushed bright red on the walk from the town square back to your farmhouse, his now too, he supposes. tomorrow, you'd start packing his apartment into boxes and bringing his model planes and fuzzy blankets and radio equipment over. but for tonight, he looks at you like you hold the world in your very hands.
you watch him with an equally large smile on your face, giggling every time he leans too far to one side in a daze. your dress is hanging off your shoulder, the straps long ignored in your tipsy stupor. harvey's suit matches you in disarray, his tie left behind in the saloon and the blazer hanging haphazardly from his shoulder.
harvey's hand comes up to his chest where his fingertips caress the tip of the mermaid necklace you had originally proposed to him with. once he starts back at work next week, he'll opt to keep it in his shirt pocket, but for now, it's like a real, tangible symbol of your love for him.
he glances over at you, a wistful smile on his face. "can you believe we're married?" he asks. sober and regular harvey wouldn't deign to ask such a silly question, but the glasses of wine, your wine, are making him lose some inhibition.
"no, i can't," you tell him, meeting his dark brown eyes. "i can't believe i'm your wife now. and you're my husband."
his cheeks flush even darker, the bright color reaching the tip of his nose now. "you're y/n becker, now. how does that feel?" he can't help the giggle that escapes his lips at the sudden realization that you took his last name. and happily, too!
your own cheeks flush with the realization too. "i think it fits rather nicely, don't you think?" you ask, nudging his shoulder playfully. he nods, but turns back to the front as you finally reach the steps of your farmhouse.
you make it up the few steps and just as you go to enter, harvey puts out a hand, all but pushing you away from the door. "wait!" he calls out. "i need to carry you across the threshold. that's a whole thing, isn't it?"
you laugh at harvey's absurdity, but nod. "it is a thing," you tell him. "come on, husband, carry me into our home!"
harvey chucks the blazer on his shoulder off to the side, and his arms come to wrap around your frame. one hand keeps still on your back, the other takes purchase around the back of your thighs. he gives you a silent glance, telling you to jump a little, and you oblige, giggling all the while.
he grunts a little as your weight lands in his arms, but he's never felt more content, more satisfied, more fulfilled. he brings you close to him as the hand wrapped around your leg reaches out a little to open up your front door. with a big step, harvey plants his feet on the other side of the front door, smiling when he realizes he's completed the tradition.
gently, he sets you back down on the floor and places a quick peck on your head. then, he pulls back, his dark eyes looking over your face. "i'm the luckiest man in the world," he whispers and you can see his eyes grow watery.
"harv..." you whisper, lips turned into a sweet pout. "i'm the luckiest woman in the world. i'm so happy to be your wife."
he bends down, arms circling your waist to draw you in close. his lips meet yours, beginning with just a small peck and growing to a heavier makeout. he breathes deeply, enclosing his arms around you even tighter. your own hands slip up his chest and tangle in the soft brown locks at the bottom of his hairline.
after several minutes, he pulls back, chest heaving for air. his cheeks are as red as they've ever been, his lips glistening, and his hair all mussed up. he stares at you, eyes darker, and just glances to the area of your bedroom. you nod, a faint smirk on your lips, and walk towards the room. he follows, a lost puppy chasing after you.
when harvey enters the room, you had managed to already seat yourself on the edge of your bed. harvey looms before you, looking down at you with his lip drawn between his teeth. his eyes roam over you in your dress, the way it hugged the parts of your body he loved and showed off the parts he loved to see.
his fingers went to his white shirt where he clumsily started to undo the buttons all the way up. with every button undone, you were offered more glimpses to his slightly glistening, broad chest. your lips parted, breaths coming out in small pants. once the shirt was unbuttoned completely, he slipped it off and threw it to the floor.
he came a few steps closer to you and kneeled down on the floor. his fingers tugged on the fabric of the dress and his dark eyes looked to you pleadingly. "as beautiful as you are in this, i need it off," he said, his voice quiet.
you nodded and he immediately worked at pushing the heavy fabric up your legs, thighs, and to your stomach where you took hold of it and slipped it off.
harvey leaned back on the balls of his feet, ignoring the pain that shot through in knees at the action. he admired your bare body displayed before him, all his. forever, now. staring at you, he imagined his future with you. he imagined what it will be like to wake up to you every day. to cook breakfast with you. to have dinner with you. to eventually have children with you.
maybe you should start working on that now.
"i can't believe i'm here with you," he whispered. he moved up, his hands moving to your bare thighs. goosebumps erupted over your skin at his soft touch and you released a breath from your lips. "is this okay?"
you dryly chuckled, body alight with desire. "yoba, harvey. it is more than okay."
he smirked and moved in, feeling the extra boost of confidence from your excited consent. he moved in close, his eyes never leaving yours as his lips suddenly met your knee. it was the softest kiss, causing a whimper to leave your mouth. he placed another kiss further up your leg, then another, and another, till his mouth was pressed against your inner thigh, nose bumping against your clothed center.
his fingers danced up your legs, his blunt fingernails dragging along your soft skin. you watched him with lidded eyes, needing his touch desperately. it seemed he was reading your mind as his fingers hooked into the sides of your underwear. his eyes met yours in a silent question to which you quickly nodded.
he gave you a soft smile and teasingly, slowly, achingly, pulled your underwear down from your legs. your arousal was painfully clear and it only drove him wild to see the effect he was having on you. harvey paused, taking in this new view, before pulling your legs closer to the edge of the bed.
with gentle movements, harvey's lips finally met your core and your back arched further into him. his tongue darted out, tracing lines through your folds, collecting your arousal onto his tongue hungrily. each ministration of his sent you further into bliss, moan after moan leaving you.
"harvey!" you whimpered out, eyes shut tight as his tongue slipped into your hole, then traced back up to your clit. it was as if he had done this a million times. you wondered in your haze if it was his anatomical knowledge as a doctor that made him so damn good at this.
harvey's eyes glanced up, his eyelashes obscuring his view just slightly, but it was enough to encourage him to keep going. slowly, his hand slipped up from your side to join him. he started by squeezing your thigh and once his tongue had slipped back up to trace your clit, his finger came down and slowly entered you.
the pleasure had become too much for you to continue sitting up. once he started fingering you, you fell back onto the bed, giving yourself over completely to your new husband.
"so fucking good, harv," you called out between moans. his finger curled into you perfectly and you felt the knot growing in your stomach tightly.
his mouth grew relentless, alternating between sucking and licking and tracing the lines of your folds. it all became too much and your back was practically lifting from the bed. your legs squeezed him until you were sure his head would have been hurting.
suddenly, harvey inserted a second finger in you, curling both of them up to hit the spongey spot inside that felt amazing. the knot in your stomach grew tighter and tighter until it snapped. harvey's name came out of your mouth like a prayer, repeating itself over and over as he rode you through your orgasm.
"fuck," you squeaked out as harvey released his mouth from you and moved his fingers from your middle. he looked positively sinful as he lifted up and kneeled back on his haunches. his mustache was glistening, his lips were bright pink, and his eyes were lidded over.
"can't believe i get to have that forever," he whispered. harvey stood and stripped off the rest of his clothes before crawling over top of you on the bed. he propped himself up on his arms, looking down at you with the most dangerously lustful look you had ever seen. "i think we need to consummate the marriage, yeah? that's another tradition?
"just fuck me, harvey."
"anything for my wife."
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hope you enjoyed! <3
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microwavesaferat · 1 month ago
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What's going on with the Bat?
My earlier post about how none of the batkids want the cowl got a surprising amount of notes, so I wanted to expand on it a bit.
To prove that none of them would be great at it, they all try the cowl for the night. This is the monthly rogue meeting:
Complete silence at Arkham as a good chunk of the local villains sit in a circle of chairs, waiting for the last one to be filled before beginning.
Riddler: Well he's clearly not showing, so I figured we might as well start this. So, riddle me this: The fuck is going on with the Bat the last week!?
Silence broken, all the people in the room start talking over one another.
Bane: Wait, I broke his back last week, you're saying he's up and running already???
Penguin: Well clearly you didn't break it well enough! The Bat damm near broke my nose on Tuesday! What's worse is he did it on the pole in the club! I had to watch the Batman slide down a fuckin' stripper pole to kick me in the face!!! (It was Dick's turn, he was having fun).
Riddler: I had a strange time with him on Monday, he didn't say a word. I know our dear Bat is hardly a man of eloquence, but he normally solves my riddles before catching me. This time, I was in the middle of a riddle about a fiddle when he just disappeared, next thing I know, he has me in a choke hold. (Cass was in a rush, so expedited the process).
Killer Croc: Bah! Yer all just weaklings! I've had no trouble from the Bat recently, in fact, I think he's getting soft in his old age. True, he did try to knife me, but then he stopped and started spouting some bull about how 'animals deserve rights' and that he refused to hurt me. Don't know what's gotten into him or where he got the fucking knife, but I'll take what I can get, y'all are just pussies. (Damian had a moral dilemma if Croc counted as an animal and whether he was still classed as vegan if he killed him).
Deadshot: I would have been happy if he just had a knife, on Thursday he interrupted my hit and just kept flash-banging me. By the end of it, I couldn't aim for shit, still can't see out my left eye! (Duke did not want to use his powers, just kind of panicked).
Black Mask: I didn't even get to fight the fucker, he just drained my bank account and left a note saying 'Batman wuz here'. Who does that to a guy? Some of that money wasn't even dirty!
Falcone: Sure it wasn't Sionis, just like how the bags of white powder in your basement was 'flour for cookies'. (Babs had fun with this, and, tbf to Black Mask, some of it was flour for cookies, he was hungry!).
Scarecrow: I dosed him and he started quoting my own thesis at me. He then listed my full address and social security number. I don't even know my own social security number, I don't know how he got it. He didn't even cry for his mummy and daddy like normal, just started listing what groceries I was out of. (He, once a stalker always a stalker, right Tim?).
Harley: I ain't seen the guy in a while, been leavin' me well alone. what about you Harv? Heard from tall, dark and gloomy recently?
Ivy: Harvey, you alright there?
Harvey is staring into the middle distance, eyes wide and hunched over.
Two-Face: He told me that my style was so last year and needed a new gimmick. He then asked if I was split all the way down. Then he said that I was a shit kisser and Oliver Queen was better. When did he kiss Oliver Queen? When did he kiss me? I... I don't-
Harvey trails off, maybe Stephanie was a bit brutal on the man.
Suddenly, the door slams open and shut, a purple and green shape panting and holding the door shut. The Joker is black and blue, and several wounds are bleeding heavily. They all turn to stare at him.
Joker: He's got a gun.
He collapses over, the remaining rogues run for their lives.
Jason is happy.
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toruuty · 28 days ago
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Batman Redesigns
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Woah, I actually finished this.
A few notes,
Bruce primarily wears dark blues and blacks, sometimes he'll wear grey for contrast
To contrast Bruce, Harv wears warmer tones especially reds. (A red suit in court would be so cool to see)
Jonathan works as a professor in Gotham University (hence the jacket). I purposely made his colors a lot duller compared to the other guys just to stand out more
Two-Face's colors are purposely patriotic too and I like the more colorful renditions of his suit since the black and white are too plain especially with the pink I picked for the other side of his face.
Scarecrow's design was more rag doll inspired than actual scarecrow and I thought it would be cool if he used the hat pins as a back up weapon
I could go on about more design choices but these are only portraits. I'll make full body renditions eventually but for now, have this.
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chess-blackmyre · 1 year ago
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Black Orchids
Summary: Even after the restraining order, Tetch hasn’t stopped. Gifts on her doorstep, emails, increasingly threatening letters. None of them signed, of course, and with a fake return address it was hard to prove it’s him. Harvey’s seen how far things like this can go. How bad things can get. They both have.
Rachel isn’t going to be another statistic.
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lattskull · 8 days ago
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The Dent System • Disco Elysium
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Here's that Disco Elysium Harvey Dent thing I started like 6 months ago (ᵕ ´ᗜ`) Sorry for the really long wait on this, my files got corrupted and I lost all the progress that I made on Harvey and The Judge. It sucked but hey! its finally here. (ᵔᗜᵔ)◜
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Some Pre- and Post- denting dialogues ahead for each of Harvey's alters. [Best read in dark mode/dark themes]
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[ Composure / Logic / Esprit de Corps / Visual Calculus ]
"They're watching our every move, better to keep our arguments inside rather than outside. You'll lose their confidence if they'll catch our conversations out loud like that again..... and remember, think about what you're about to say...... You should know how the jurors react to an outburst."
"Gilda's coming home in 20 minutes and you're still standing here in your work clothes. Lord knows we've been sweating bullets trying to keep up with multpile cases. I can practically smell the stench of caffeine-fuelled crunch time on that damp work shirt. Take a bath."
"You're losing your grip again.... The freshly made cup of coffee on our table, go grab it. It will burn but keep your hand firmly on its sides. Let the pain travel up your veins, traveling from your hand to your arm, up your spine and reaching the spasming synapses in our brain, overriding the buzzing it causes.... Bring yourself back to reality....... You're here..... You are here."
"Bruce is calling..... Okay, Keep calm. Breath. In..... and out..... Again. Steady as we go...... feel your pounding blood slow down, the quivering in your voice fade. Don't let Bruce think you're having trouble handling things here. Lord knows he's going through his own fare share of problems, he doesn't need to worry about us."
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"We've been working on a case against these families for who knows how long already..... At this point, you know their routines and the places they usually frequent more than their own men do. "
"You know how Gordon works, take another look at the map. Mark down all of the paths he thinks you can take and make your own. Let’s try to make him and the cops the least of our worries and focus on escaping the bat."
"Alcohol?.... Really? This is hardly the time to be intoxicated right now. Close that bottle and put it back on the shelf. We need to have a clear mind for this...... As clear as we can get it to be anyways."
".....Why do you want to know about Gilda? Leave her out of yours or the other's plans."
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[About Harv]  "....What he says isn't wrong,it's just a path that I wouldn't allow you to be walking on. There are always bad things that happen in this city but it shouldn't mean that we should become just as bad as they are to fight against it."
[About Lucas] "Don’t let him make a mess of all that we’re working on. Keep him as far from our work ‘cause god only knows what he might make us agree to. The Penguin’s already taken advantage of that before..... Don't let him do it again."
[About Apollo] "He is too overconfident in our abilities, believing that we could outdo what the bat does and even more. He's stuck in his grandiose delusions that he forgets that our body is just a human. He's left this body on the brink of death before when he ignored its need to eat or sleep. Everyone here has had to deal with the consequences of his ignorance."
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[ Authority / Inland Empire / Rhetoric / Encyclopedia ]
"Doubt holds no place in my judgement, we know the right choice and as do you. You feel it, deep inside you, that familiar churning of your stomach at the thought of injustice left unpunished, of criminals and degenerates masquerading as honorable men to evade their rightful judgement. We can get rid of the evil that festers Gotham's streets, just as the bat does. We too can remedy Gotham of its illness. All you need to do is follow the path I shall set you on."
"My authority is not something to be questioned…… The call is final for this man……. His sentence? Death."
"You hear it too. Gotham cries, It screams. Its agony rings silent to all but those who choose to listen to it, who can recognize its suffering. The city’s skin is crawling with vermin that tear at it, tearing, picking and devouring on its gaping wounds as it bleeds…. Do not misunderstand me — we are not without stains. Our own hands have done our own share of damage to this city….. but we will face our own justice another day. Right now, Gotham needs us to restore itself. Gotham will know peace."
"Bruce……? Gilda……..? I fear I am unable to assist you in that matter. They are relations that the others hold fondly, and I am unfortunately unfamiliar with either one. I believe the connections would be Harvey’s jurisdictions, he was always the more socially adept among the four of us. Try your hand at getting your answers from him, though if all your attempts prove themselves futile, it may be best for you to forget about them."
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[About Harvey] "Out of the other voices you chose to still listen to, he is the one who has some sense of reason despite the fact that he still gives an ear to our worst fragment."
[About Harv] "He is the reason we have fallen so far the way that we have. It is in our best interest not to listen to the salivating barking of a mad dog, continue on my path. We will become justice incarnate. For Gotham. For its people. For us."
[About Lucas]  "What value can be found in the insights of a rabbit that turns to run at a slight raise of a voice? Tune it out, a distraction has no place here."
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[ Empathy / Drama / Reaction Speed / Perception ]
"Bruce? Is he our friend? … He is? But he’s… he… he can’t be a friend. Friends don’t lie to each other like he just did. You saw his smile — it was fake. Ma used to smile like that when she didn’t want us to worry about Pa… He’s hiding something. He’s not telling us what he really did last Friday…"
"Wait… was that a click? You heard that too right?……… Mr. Oswald’s gonna have his friends shoot us through the door. I know he's heavy but we need to drag the bat out of here with us. He's bleeding out. He needs a hospital."
"Arkham is really bad…… Why do we gotta go back there? We're a good person aren’t we? Can we stay out here? Please? I don't like the people there…. especially the Clown."
"…..She's calling our phone again….. Can we pick it up this time? Can we talk with her? Can we come back to her? I miss her, I want to hear her voice again….. I want to feel loved again……… We've been good enough haven't we? Why don’t we get to see her anymore?"
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[About Harvey] "He’s really nice, and everyone likes him a lot that’s why we had a lot of friends. But… he really cares too much about what people think of us. Sometimes he tries so hard to make everyone happy that he forgets about what we want to do… Everybody else always comes first to him before we do."
[About Harv] "Everyone’s scared and worried ‘cause they don’t know what he’ll do next. But I think it’s ‘cause they don’t get that he’s just trying to protect us. He always tries to do what’s best for the city, for the body, and for us… even if sometimes he acts kinda like dad. He fights. He yells… and sometimes he even hurts people really bad… but he does it for us."
[About Apollo] "I know he tells you not to listen to me but I'm glad you don't always do what he says ‘cause as much as he likes to think it, he isn’t perfect. He messes up just like us. Only thing is that we know we make mistakes….. He doesn't ever think that he can."
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[ Half Light / Shivers / Reaction Speed / Physical Instrument ]
"Look at that grin on that piece of shit’s face….. He knows you just let him get away with shitting on you like that In front of live television. NO FUCKING WAY!!! We're no one's bitch. you got that? Go tear that bastard's throat out. Kill him. Make that fucker eat the mud off of your pantlegs"
"You were alone with him in that room and you did NOTHING. you know as well as I do that he’s guilty of all the charges we threw at him and he's the reason that our star witness just ran outta town tonight…….You should've bashed his head in that night in the alley, but instead you did…. nothing………….pussy"
"... somethings not right here...... We've made a solid case against Maroni, the jury's already on our side.... we even have all photo evidence laid out that incriminates him. So why the hell's he smiling like that for? he shouldn't be smiling like that....... he's got something planned out- what is that bottle?-"
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"The coin landed on my side today, forget what we're supposed to do. We should do what we NEED to do....."
"Time slows down….. This scene feels so familiar to your body. It's reliving the times we found ourselves knocking out kids bigger than us. Only I got to be in charge of the fighting back then….. Go ahead…. Bury your fist in his teeth….. Do it again….. Again…… and again…… tune in into that feeling of brunt force bursting rhythmically against your knuckles…. don't it feel good? This exhilarating feeling…… its called Justice…….. this is OUR justice. Our violent bloody brand of justice….."
"I don't like this pacing around that you're doing. We just got out of Arkham, Your body is tired; nerve endings screaming through buzzing muscles for you to keep still. If you can’t do the simple task of sitting down and letting your legs rest, then go find us some cheap booze to down."
“You really think that was enough to kill us? Pick yourself up.”
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[About Harvey] "He still believes that there's something to go back to. He's wrong. There's nothing waiting for us back there, everyone's done mourning for Gotham's White knight. Everyone's accepted his death.... now why can't he?"
[About Apollo] "I can't believe I have to be the one that says this but the guy's a lunatic. He thinks we could've taken the entire mob head on by ourselves. We want justice too, but we have to be smart about it. 'else we just run into an open fucking grave."
[About Lucas] "….the kids' smart enough not to meddle with anything of ours, but he needs to stay away from all this. When he's out, you need to take him far from everything that we've been working on. God knows what will happen."
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whipbogard · 2 months ago
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DC Dark Legion Shenanigans #3 - Secret Identity
I feel like people in the base are starting to get cabin fever lmfao Jason could really use the rest of the "batfamily" [shudders] around too so Bruce could get off his back lol
A/N: Trufax. I only have Bruce and Jason rn lollll and again, Jason is stationed in the Bio Lab with Harv. Next to them is Bruce in the Drone Room. They would have to walk past the Drone Room to get to the elevator lmfao
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leighsartworks216 · 1 year ago
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I Was Hoping You'd Find Me Here
Harvey x gn!Farmer
Inspired by how Harvey goes from saying "I was hoping you wouldn't find me here" to "I was hoping you'd find me here" after marriage when you find him in the hedge maze. Y'all when I say I dropped everything out of nowhere, actual *hours* after getting that line, to write this, I mean it. Also not proofread bc as soon as I finished the sex-repulsion started rearing it's ugly head so if there're any typos lemme know lol
SMUT BELOW THE CUT
Warnings: smut, semi-public sex, hand jobs, blow job mention, anxiety, embarrassment, blood mention, praise kink, slight dom/sub
Word Count: 1,863
Masterlist
AO3
"I was hoping you'd find me here." Bright blush illuminated Harvey's face even in the shadow of the looming hedges.
The farmer smirked. "Oh, were you?"
They pressed closer into his space, until the leaves behind his back were catching on the fabric of his green jacket, rustling with the disturbance of his weight. He nearly leapt out of his skin when their fingers curled around his belt loops, pulling him closer.
In the shadows of the moonlight, smirking like a cat staring down its prey, he could almost imagine them being a vampire. He gulped thinking about their teeth on his neck, biting down until they drew blood. And the hot press of their tongue lapping it up.
"What are you thinking about, darling?"
Their eyes glimmered like they knew exactly what he'd just been picturing in his mind. He felt warmth reach the tips of his ears and travel down his neck. He wasn't a stranger to intimacy, but he was all too aware of their location, and Maru just around the corner.
His spouse granted him the mercy of not having to answer as they slotted their lips over his, nipping at his lower lip. It only reignited the thoughts from before. He groaned softly, cupping their cheek and leaning into the kiss. They tasted like the breakfast he cooked for them that morning with their produce. Their skin was dusted with a fine layer of dirt, no doubt from tending to the fields before the end of the season. His thumb began brushing it away without thought, his other hand sliding up their arm to cradle their neck.
He gasped, eyes shooting wide open as the buckle of his belt loosened. The smirk from before was now a soft grin, sweet like their fresh maple syrup. “Do you want me to stop?” they whispered.
Everything in his mind said yes. They were in public for Yoba’s sake! Everyone in town was here. There was no telling when somebody could enter the maze and stumble upon them. People who were his patients, who knew him professionally, and the very few who knew him more personally.
He glanced over their shoulder.
They were in the dark… And everybody who wanted to do the maze was already in here, lost somewhere out of earshot… His only concern was Maru, but even she wouldn’t come this way unless she had reason to.
The farmer waited patiently, listening to his frantic heart as he made up his mind. Their hands were still, ready to finish undoing his belt, or to help readjust it back in place. If he asked, they’d grab his hand and drag them back home, back to bed in a mess of sloppy kisses and whispered praises.
“Harv?”
He blinked. With another anxious swallow to tamp down his fears, he kissed them again softly. “I want this,” he muttered against their lips. “I-I’ll try to be quiet.”
They kissed him back sweetly. “Good boy.”
The pet name immediately sent chills down his spine, emboldened by his belt being fully undone and his trousers being unbuttoned. It wasn’t long before their hand pushed into his pants and wrapped around his hardening cock. He keened as quietly as he could manage into their mouth. They happily swallowed up the sound with another kiss.
Their thumb stroked over his slit, spreading the beads of precum already leaking from him. He felt a bit silly, truth be told, like a teenager who snuck out to see his partner in the dead of night, hiding under school bleachers to make out. It made him feel young again. He could almost imagine himself when he was younger, head still set on becoming a pilot despite everything going against him, with a paramour of his own, on a secret, late-night outing.
Though, his secret paramour being his spouse, who chose them despite every other eligible bachelor and bachelorette who pined for their affections, made this even better than in his fantasies.
They pulled away to kiss at the corner of his mouth. “Can you be quiet for me, baby?”
He nodded before his mind even fully comprehended the question.
Their kisses trailed further along his jaw, nipping just under his jaw where any marks wouldn’t be so easily seen. (If he were shorter, anyway.) They languidly pumped his cock in their fist as they loosened his tie next, fluidly unbuttoning the first and second buttons with nimble fingers and pushing his collar aside. Wet, open-mouthed kisses decorated his clavicle. Their tongue dipped in the hollow of his throat, before sucking over his Adam’s apple. When he swallowed, they grinned against it.
He bit his lip to remind himself to be quiet, breathing heavy through his nose as they unbuttoned a few of the middle buttons in his dress shirt and pressed their hand to his stomach, sliding around to his sides.
He shivered again. Their hands were calloused from farming for almost two years straight, rough and yet so gentle with him.
They squeezed the base of his dick before pumping around the head a few times. He whimpered, clamping a hand over his mouth to stop any further sounds from slipping out. If he could, he’d be fully leaned up against the hedge, using it for support as they worked him with as much ease as they ran the farm. Unfortunately, to do so would be to fall into the branches shrouded in the mess of dark leaves.
They kissed back up to his ear, nibbling the lobe, teasing the flesh with one of their canines. He sighed shakily as the thought of vampirism shot to the forefront of his mind again.
“Where do you want to cum, baby?” They whispered against the helix of his ear. “In my hand?” They accentuated the words by dragging their middle finger along the underside of his cock, along the thick, sensitive vein. “Or my mouth?” They sucked his lobe into their mouth, swirling their tongue along it.
They were so close, they could hear and feel the effect they had on him. His heart was racing so fast and loud in his chest, he would have worried it was sounding like a drum throughout the whole town, calling everyone to their location, had he the mind for it. Instead, all he could think about was images of kissing them like a madman as he finished in their hand. Or the feeling of their hair in his hand as they swallowed around his cock, milking him until he was utterly spent. For as much as he would have loved seeing them on their knees before him, looking up at him, highlighted only by the moon in this dark alley of the maze, he feared it would completely destroy his ability to be quiet. Already, he was fighting to stay hushed, when all they’d done is touch and kiss him.
He pulled his hand from his mouth, shaking as he decided his answer. “H-Hand,” he breathed. “P-Please, honey, let me cum.”
They pushed their face into his hand to move it out of the way without having to stop feeling the hair on his chest or trailing down his stomach, or the soft fat on his sides. “I will, darling.” They kissed him long and sweet, but his mouth chased for more and more, passionate and needy as he cupped both their cheeks and pulled them closer, closer, closer.
He moaned and whimpered against their lips as they jerked him off faster. The sounds rumbled low in his throat, like a beast within him was being drawn out with their ministrations. They coaxed his mouth open with their tongue, the bitter taste of coffee mixing with their sweetness. The concerns about being silent slipped his mind entirely as he fast approached his orgasm. They diligently muffled his beautiful sounds, their own mind flooded with love and adoration for the man they chose to marry. Their wonderful, nerdy doctor.
His breath caught in his throat sharply. His hips bucked mindlessly as his cock twitched in their hand. They covered his tip with their palm, stroking just under the head with their thumb as they caught the hot strands of cum. As his dick softened, he sighed shakily against their mouth.
They pulled away first, making sure they got as much of his spend as they could before pulling their hand from his pants. Their hand left his shirt to cup his cheek. He smiled when he felt them trying to fix his mustache.
“Good?”
He nodded. “Really good,” he assured them. A new wave of blood rushed to his cheeks as he noticed their hand, awkwardly held and covered in semen. He removed himself from their hold to fish around his pockets for a packet of tissues. He pulled a couple out of the plastic and cleaned their hand, wrapping the soiled tissues in another protective layer of tissue. When he looked back up at their face, tucking the packet back into his pocket, they had a big, dopey smile on their face. “What?”
They laughed. “You, that’s what. I just didn’t expect you to have tissues.”
“I’m a doctor,” he offered as an explanation with an embarrassed chuckle.
“You’re adorable.” He began rooting around his pockets again. “Hand sanitizer?”
He must’ve been as red as a ripe tomato when he pulled out the small bottle of sanitizer. But they just chuckled and held out their hands, diligently rubbing it between each finger and down their wrists. As they did, he began putting himself back together. He rebuttoned his shirt, tucking it back into his pants to give the illusion that nothing happened. Then he zipped, buttoned, and buckled his trousers once more. His spouse finished cleaning their hands just in time to fix his tie, pressing a kiss to his chin when they finished.
“Ah, thank you, for that, by the way,” he stammered.
They adjusted his collar and smiled warmly at him. “Of course. It was my pleasure.” They grabbed his hand and tugged him out of the alley. “If you wanna wait out there, it shouldn’t take me long to get the golden pumpkin.”
He tugged on their hand, pulling them to a stop just before the entrance of the maze. His heart began racing again as he tried not to regret what he was about to say. “C-Can I go with you?”
“Are you sure?”
He looked down the path, toward where Maru meandered about, trying to gather her sense of direction. It was lit well enough… He tried to ignore the grabby hands peeking around the corner.
The farmer squeezed his hand. “You don’t have to, Harvey. I know you don’t like scary things.”
“I…” He took a deep breath, looking at them once more. “I want to. You make me want to be brave.”
They beamed up at him, pressing a quick peck to his cheek. “Okay, if you say so. Don’t let go of my hand, right?”
He held on a bit tighter. “Right.”
Together, they marched into the haunted hedge maze.
Harvey stuck around with Abigail until the farmer came back with the prize.
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