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I remember reading this a while ago...

marvey body swap au anyone....how would that even go....👀

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Anything? (Maid!Mike Ross)

[Setting: Harvey’s condo, a basketball game playing on the TV. They’re on the couch, beers in hand, bantering as the game starts.]

Mike: There’s no way we’re losing this. If the Knicks win, I’ll do anything you tell me to do.

Harvey: (arches a brow) Anything?

Mike: (grinning smugly) Anything. For a whole week.

Harvey: (smirks, leans back) Dangerous words, rookie. And what do I have to do if—God forbid—the Bulls win?

Mike: You do my workload for a week. Briefs, filings, everything.

Harvey: (laughs, then extends his hand) Deal.

[They shake hands]

Harvey: (low voice)You're gonna regret that "anything."

Mike: (without looking away from the TV) Try me.

[Final buzzer blares. The Knicks win. Harvey's team. Mike slumps forward on the couch, staring blankly at the screen as the commentators cheer.]

Mike:...No. No, no, no. That didn’t just happen.

Harvey: (smugly sipping his drink)Oh, it definitely happened.

Mike: (throws his hands up) We were up by ten in the third quarter! What the hell was that meltdown?!

Harvey: That, my friend, was destiny. And now— (leans in, eyes gleaming) —you belong to me for a week.

Mike: (groans, flops backward dramatically) This is gonna suck, isn’t it?

Harvey: (deadpan) Oh, immensely. But for me? It’s going to be incredible.

Mike: (muttering into the cushion) I’m never betting against you again.

Harvey: (smirks, patting his shoulder) That’s the smartest thing you’ve said all day. Now get ready. Your week of servitude begins now.

Mike: (groaning louder) I hate basketball.

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[Next Day, Harvey calls Mike to his apartment after work]

Harvey: Go change into this. (Hands Mike a bag, looking proud of himself for whatever devious plan he's cooking)

Mike: What's this?

Harvey: You'll see. (Smirks)

Mike: (comes back from bathroom) What the hell! I am not wearing this.

Harvey: You said, and I quote—Anything.

Mike: But–but this- it's ridiculous. (He helds up the costume)

Harvey: tsk. tsk. tsk. And here I thought you were a man of your words, Mike. (Gives him a exaggerated, disappointed look)

Mike: Fine. I won't give you the satisfaction by quitting. (He huffs and turns away)

[5 minutes later, Mike comes out, in a black and white dress that reaches just below his ass, trying to tug at the seam as if that would make it any longer; and an adorable blush coloring his cheeks.]

Harvey: Perfect. (shamelessly looks him up and down.) Wait, you forgot the headband, choker and the stockings.

Mike: Fuck off. (Blushes with anger and shame)

Harvey: You have wear the complete uniform, miss Rose.

(Mike returns, in full uniform)

Harvey: Good boy. Now give me twirl.

(Mike looks like he's about to kill him)

Harvey: Sorry, sorry. I was just kidding. (Raises his hands in placating gesture) Now go and make me a cup of tea.

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oh sweetie

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[Scene: A dim-lit gay club, bodies swaying to the beat under neon lights. Mike is on the dance floor, he is thinking about getting drinks, walking toward the bar — and freezes.]

(Harvey is leaning casually against the bar, drink in hand. Looking completely out of place and somehow still magnetic as hell.)

Mike (muttering to himself): Oh no. Nope. No way. Not tonight.(He starts edging toward the exit, slipping between dancers — until he turns and bumps directly into someone.) Mike: Sorry, excuse me. Harvey (coolly): Going somewhere? Mike (startled): H-Harvey! Hi! I didn’t see you there. I mean—I did, just now, but then I didn’t—um— Harvey (smirking): That sentence had the structural integrity of a wet napkin. Mike (blushing, defensive): What are you even doing here? (Harvey’s gaze drifts down, taking in Mike’s T-shirt: “OVERWORKED AND UNDERFUCKED.” He raises an eyebrow. Lingers.) Harvey: Same as you, apparently.

Mike (immediately flustered): Okay, this—this shirt—it’s not literal, alright? It’s a joke. Harvey: Are you sure, rookie? You got no complaints? You know I can solve one of them. Mike: Yes, I am sure! Work is stressful, but you’re a great boss! Honestly. Perfect workload. No complaints. (He laughs awkwardly) Harvey (smirking): I already know that. I was talking about the other problem. (Mike realizes what he means, and looks down at himself, like at the shirt) Mike: Oh. You meant the… uh…(His face is flaming. He can barely make eye contact.) Mike: You’re not seriously suggesting— Harvey (leaning in just enough): What if I am? (Mike opens his mouth. Nothing comes out. Then:) Mike: With me?

(Harvey just gives him that look — smug, knowing, dangerous.) Harvey: You’re the one wearing the ad, rookie. I’m just responding to the call. Mike: Is this a dream? Am I dreaming! Please pinch me if this is real. Harvey: Well, pinching is not really my style. (He leans in, lips close to Mike’s ear.) Harvey: I’m more into biting. (He whispers seductively in his ear, nipping at the soft earlobe) (Mike makes a noise that is less human and more of squeaky toy) Mike: I- You- uh- Harvey shakes his head fondly, deciding to put him out of his misery, pulls him into a kiss. Harvey: Is this real enough for you? (Mike nods, too much enthusiasm for this hour.) Mike: So, about my little problem… (He says, looking through his lashes) Harvey: Let’s go remedy that. (Harvey takes his hand, leading them both towards the exit)

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Little sketching practice

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Hello, can I request that you please send me that file of Harvey saying “naughty naughty boy”?

I’m famished for it. 🙏

Here you go!

And for the context, this was from S01E01, where Harvey asked Vanessa to dig up some dirt on a client, this is his reaction to photos of that client with his mistress...

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Gabriel Macht should read spicy audiobooks! His voice here is just– 🔥

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Guys!!!

I just had an epiphany!

Mike Ross in maid outfit!!!!

Why hasn't anyone drawn or written it yet🙄 (LMK if it's already been done before or I'll have to take the matter into my own hands as usual😮‍💨)

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⚠️ puppy play, proceed with caution ⚠️

Harvey grabbed a fistful of his hair and tugged his head back just enough to make him whimper. “You don’t talk like that. You bark. Or whine. Or crawl. Got it, mutt?”

Mike’s eyes went wide –and then he barked. Quietly. Hesitantly. One awkward ruff that made Harvey laugh so hard he had to sit down on the couch.“Oh my god,” Harvey said between laughs. “You’re really doing it.”

Mike’s face burned, but the embarrassment didn’t stop the way his cock throbbed against the floor.

Or the warmth in his chest when Harvey looked at him with that possessive glint. “God, you’re a mess,” Harvey said. “A stupid little puppy who just wants to be told what to do.”

Mike barked again, louder this time, and crawled forward, pressing his head to Harvey’s knee.

Harvey reached down and scratched behind his ear. “There’s my good boy.”

The conflict between writing the angstiest angst, tooth rotting fluff and filthiest porn is real😶

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First time?

[Place- Harvey's bed]

Harvey: Are you nervous?

Mike: (smiles timidly) Yeah...

Harvey: First time?

Mike: No, I've been nervous before.

Harvey: *facepalm*

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I have written the first chapter, you can find it here: You

Nothing huge, just their first meeting from Harvey's perspective...

Let me know your ideas, anything you'd like to see...

Prompt

A Marvey "You" AU. Where Harvey is Joe and Mike is the object of his obsession. But Mike doesn't get hurt or get killed. Harvey is possessive and needs to protect Mike

Kind of like the Love storyline where they were just perfect for each other. But no major character death please

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Comments on my ongoing fic got me giggling xD

Oblivious, romantically tone deaf Mike in Fire Hazard (Named Mike) got everyone frustrated lmao

Thanks for commenting y'all 😆

P.s. next chapter will be up within few hours...

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I thought of another cute Marvey fic idea!

Have you seen the rom-com 'Enchanted'?

So, this will be Suits 'Enchanted' au

Michael lives in a Disney universe, he's poor guy living in a hut but his life is about to change because a princess (Rachel) falls in love with him. It's love at first sight for both of them so they decide to get married the next day (that's how most of the fairytales go tbh).

But on the day of the wedding an evil king (Logan Sander) who wants Rachel, pushes him through a portal which lands Mike in real world.

"Look daddy, a Prince!" Harvey's five y/o daughter exclaims as she sees Mike in the middle of the traffic. She gets out of the car and run towards him, Harvey runs after her. And when the dust settles... Mike is in Harvey's home on little Haley's insistence. Mike is like a Disney princess, who sings to sumon birds and rats, bursts into songs out of nowhere. He brings joy and color in Harvey's life...

Rachel finds the portal to save her love, Logan goes after her to sabotage her mission. Meanwhile Harvey's annoyance towards Mike is turning into something warn and soft against his will, it doesn't help that Haley really likes Mike. Which is big deal as Haley kinda hates Scotty (Harvey's long term girlfriend). Harvey starts falling for his naive positivity, the way he sees the world, his innocence.

Mike realises love at first sight is just attraction and he doesn't really love Rachel and however grumpy and cold Harvey may act, Mike really likes him.

Mike, Harvey and Haley live happily ever after...

Oh btw, you can read my other ongoing fic here:

A Fire Hazard (Named Mike)

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Harvey's dog vs. his boyfriend - a Marvey fic

Are you guys familar with buttons to communicate with pets?

Here’s an overview of my absurd Marvey fic idea:

Harvey has been dating Mike for a while, but there’s a reason he never invites him over: Judy, his fiercely possessive, button-talking miniature poodle.

Judy isn’t just a pet—she’s Harvey’s emotional support animal, tiny roommate, and self-declared life partner. When a work emergency finally forces Mike into Harvey’s home, he discovers Judy... and Judy decides he’s the enemy.

A mix of romantic comedy, domestic fluff, and absurd drama, a sassy dog with a degree in vengeance and button-based communication.

Mike wants Harvey.

Judy wants Harvey.

Harvey wants peace.

An escalating war of passive-aggressive sabotage, emotional manipulation (via soundboard), amused Harvey

Here's a little teaser:

They worked for about an hour. Quiet. Focused. Companionable.

Judy was napping under the table.

It was peaceful.

Too peaceful. At some point, Mike leaned over to show Harvey a margin note and naturally, kissed him. Soft. Tired. Warm.

Then, click. “No.”

Both men turned.Judy was wide awake, eyes burning like spotlights.

She stomped her paw onto the soundboard:“Objection.” “Daddy. Mine.”

Harvey laughed. “Judy, baby, don't be like that. This is Mike, daddy's boyfriend.”

More buttons. "No. Stranger. Gross. Daddy. Mine."

Mike was amused too, "Aww, she's possessive, that's adorable!" He approached the little poodle, about to introduce himself.

Judy growled. Like, an actual guttural rumble. Making Mike stop in his tracks.

Then she hopped up, graceful as a tiny prima ballerina, and flung herself into Harvey’s lap, curling up with dramatic flourish.

Mike tried to sit down next to them but she growled again.

Harvey tried not to laugh. “Judy. Be nice. Mike’s my boyfriend.

Judy went back to buttons. “Trash.”

“Trash?!”

“She doesn’t mean that,” Harvey said, petting her head. “She’s just… processing.”

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Marvey fic- "Are you two a couple?"

https://archiveofourown.org/works/65125381

One of my top voted ideas is out now! Here's a little glimpse of it:

“Excuse me, sorry…”

Mike turned, and before he could even register what was happening, a guy with a gimbal and phone stepped into their space.

“Are you two a couple?”

“No! We’re not!” Mike squeaked, practically launching himself out of frame, walking away like his life depended on it. He was not emotionally prepared for this today.

“Why are you asking? What is this for?” Harvey’s voice was cool, collected—as always.

Mike paused mid-step, torn between hiding in the nearest alley or going back to make sure Harvey didn’t ruin his life on camera.

“We go all over New York and ask people how they met. It’s called MeetcutesNYC,” the guy explained.

Oh no. No no no. Mike already knew. He knew the moment Harvey said “Ohh” in that voice—the one that meant he was upto no good.

“Yes, we are,” Harvey smiled.

Mike blinked. Wait, what?!

Stay tuned for, "Firefighter Harvey/Disaster Magnet Mike"