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Harvey Specter had won cases with less effort than it took to keep from murdering Mike Ross.
It wasn’t that Mike was incompetent—God, he was annoyingly competent, and that was part of the problem. No, the issue was that Harvey had made the mistake of letting him too close. And when you let people too close, they learned things. Like your middle name.
"Reginald," Mike had said that morning, lounging in Harvey’s office chair like a golden retriever who’d just unearthed the world’s most embarrassing bone. "Harvey Reginald Specter. It’s got a nice ring, very royal. Regal Reggie."
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Or, Mike learns Harvey's middle name and gleefully abuses it. Harvey, the mature adult that he is, meets him on his level. -
I Feel When I Question, My Skin Starts To Burn by TrashyPandas (BlueJayFan)
Fandoms: Suits (US TV 2011)
19 May 2025
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The leftover sound of Mike’s laugh still lingered in the air, irritatingly warm.
He could still hear it, bright and stupid, bouncing off the walls like Mike had no clue how loud he was. Like he wasn’t in the presence of someone who’d spent two decades making sure he never got too close to anyone, who’d built entire skyscrapers of distance between himself and feelings that didn’t make sense.
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"I’m not looking for something serious," Harvey said, voice low.
"Good," Mike said, folding his arms in mirror to Harvey’s. "Neither am I."
Harvey raised an eyebrow. "Really?"
"Yeah. I mean, we just need to get it out of our systems, right?" Mike’s mouth quirked, but it didn’t reach his eyes. "One day. Just one. We see what this is, realize it’s not as big a deal as it feels, and move on."
Harvey’s chest ached. He didn’t let it show. "A one-day dating experiment."
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Or, Mike and Harvey agree to date for exactly one day so that they can get over their respective crushes on the other, a flawless plan, right? -
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He closed his eyes again, breathing in slow.
Mike smelled like the stupid lavender shampoo Donna had foisted on him six months ago.
Harvey had made fun of him for it, obviously, because what kind of man used lavender-scented anything, but here he was, deeply, tragically obsessed with that faint trace of floral clinging to Mike’s hair, his skin, his everything.
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He groaned without opening his eyes, blindly reaching to reclaim his half of the comforter from the human furnace that was currently stealing it.
"Mike," he muttered, voice rasped and soaked in sleep. "If this is a sex thing, I swear to god—"
"Would you still love me if I were a worm?"
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Or, exactly what it says on the tin, Mike asks Harvey hypothetical question, Harvey suffers (from lack of sleep)Series
- Part 1 of Mike Ross: Nocturnal
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Christopher fidgeted with the sleeve of his hoodie. "It’s not bad. Just..." Another sigh. "It’s about my dad. And Buck."
Ah. Well. That explained the sigh. Bobby bit the inside of his cheek to keep a straight face.
He walked over, set the grilled cheese on a plate, then slid it in front of Christopher with a smile. "Go on."
Christopher looked down at the sandwich, then up at Bobby with a puzzled little frown. "Is it... not allowed? For my dad and Buck to kiss?"
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Or, five times Christopher and the 118 schemed to get Eddie and Buck together, and the one time it worked -
100 Ways That Bobby (& the 118) Could've Been Saved Without Bobby Dying by TrashyPandas (BlueJayFan)
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
19 Apr 2025
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52. Athena Makes a Deal with Death: Death shows up to collect Bobby. Athena says "no." Death hesitates. Athena says "I said no." Death backs off.
71. ABC Canceling the Show Reverses the Scene: The show is abruptly canceled mid-episode. Everything freezes. Then 118 is picked up by another network, and they reshoot the ending. Now Chimney is doing finger guns and Bobby is grilling. No one remembers dying.
83. A Fandom Collective Headcanon Becomes Canon: Thousands of 9-1-1 fans scream "Bobby can’t die" on Twitter at once. The sheer digital energy hits the lab like a solar flare. Bobby’s vitals spike back up. Hen’s chest tube vanishes. The lights flicker to the rhythm of a fan edit.
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Or, exactly what it says on the tin: 100 Ways That Bobby (& the 118) Could've Been Saved Without Bobby Dying -
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"What the hell happened to you?" Harvey asked, brows furrowing as he stared.
Mike, ever the picture of casual indifference (despite his obvious resemblance to roadkill), just waved a hand. "A car kinda tapped me while I was on my bike. No big deal."
Harvey blinked. "A car tapped you?"
Mike nodded.
"You got hit by a car?!"
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Or, Mike gets hurt, tries to play it off and it shaves off years of Harvey's life (and Harvey definitely does not care about Mike, he just takes care of him for... reasons). -
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"Morning," Harvey said, shutting the door behind him. "Should I be concerned?"
Donna tilted her head slightly. "Depends."
Harvey followed her gaze—and immediately felt a sense of deep, existential dread.
His couch was gone.
In its place, directly across from his own desk, was another desk. And another chair.
For a long moment, Harvey just stared.
Then, very carefully, he asked, "Donna. Where the hell is my couch?"
"I was wondering the same thing," Donna said, still staring at the scene like it might suddenly make sense if she looked at it long enough.
Harvey blinked. Looked again, like maybe his brain just wasn’t processing reality correctly.
Nope. Still there.
An entire second desk.
In his office.
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Or, Harvey and Mike are forced to share Harvey's office, what could go wrong? -
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Harvey Specter doesn’t do emotions. He does control. He does power. He does winning. But he doesn’t do emotions, not the messy kind, not the kind that sneak up on you in the middle of the night and certainly not the kind that make you break down in front of someone else.
That’s why, when Mike—brilliant, irritating, loyal Mike—wraps his arms around him in the doorway of his condo at one in the morning, Harvey expects to do what he always does. Brush it off. Laugh. Crack a joke. Something.
Except he doesn’t.
Instead, something inside him breaks.
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Or, Mike hugs a touch-starved Harvey—how else could it end but with a kiss? -
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Ted shifts under him, breathing deep, getting used to it, adjusting to the slow stretch. "Well, now, this is certainly a new experience."
"Good?" Trent asks, watching him carefully.
Ted grins, his voice deliberately light. "Dunno yet. Feels a little like bein’ examined at the doctor’s office, if I’m bein’ honest."
Trent rolls his eyes, exasperated and fond all at once. "Christ, Ted."
"Aw, c’mon, darlin’, don’t look at me like that—oh—"
Ted’s breath stutters.
His expression shifts.
And Trent—oh.
He found it.
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Or, Ted wants, Trent gives(can be read as a stand-alone)
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Jessica folded her hands on her desk and studied him, which was deeply unsettling because Jessica Pearson was a woman who did not study things. She just knew things. And then made you suffer for them.
"I figured it out," she said at last, a smirk tugging at her lips.
Harvey kept his expression neutral. "Figured what out?"
She leaned back in her chair, looking far too pleased with herself. "You and Mike."
His brain short-circuited.
"I—what?"
Jessica arched a perfect eyebrow. "Oh, don’t play dumb, Harvey. The touching, the joking, the absolute disregard for personal space. I should’ve seen it sooner, but in my defense, I have an entire firm to run."
Harvey blinked. "I—wait, what?"
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Or, instead of getting fired for hiring a fraud, Harvey gets congratulated on his 'relationship with Mike'. Well, as long as Harvey gets to keep his job, he can pretend to date Mike. It's not like they actually have feelings for each other, right? -
How To Take Care Of Your Self-destructive Associate by TrashyPandas (BlueJayFan)
Fandoms: Suits (US TV 2011)
27 Mar 2025
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Harvey Specter had made a lot of mistakes in his life. Some, like that time he wore brown shoes with a black suit in the ninth grade, he could forgive himself for. Others, like hiring Mike Ross, were more complicated.
Not that Harvey would admit it, but Mike had grown on him. He was annoyingly brilliant, a human legal encyclopedia with the memory of an AI and the judgment of a drunk toddler. But if Harvey had known how much chaos one associate could generate, he might have reconsidered his decision.
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Or, Harvey realises that he actually has to mentor his associateSeries
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The notepad feels old. The pages slightly yellowed, the cover a little frayed. This isn’t a new notebook.
Curiosity gets the better of him. It always does
Press Conference - new coach
- Arrived early. Half the room is already waiting. Anticipation thick, but not in a good way. People are ready to mock, not listen.
- This is going to be a disaster.
First sighting of Ted Lasso:
- Walks in smiling. Far too relaxed for a man about to be eaten alive. Looks surprised, doesn’t look that nervous. Should be.
- What is that mustache? (Note: Find out if it’s intentional or just unfortunate.) --
or, Ted stumbles upon a forgotten notepad, it spirals from there -
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Harvey wakes up alone.
For a few blissful seconds, he’s just warm and comfortable, his mind still foggy with sleep. But then reality sinks in, and he reaches out—only to find cool, empty sheets beside him.
His stomach drops.
Mike is gone.
And just like that, Harvey's brain goes into damage control.
Fuck.
He blinks at the empty space next to him, his mind scrambling, still heavy with sleep but already racing toward the worst possible explanations.
Mike left.
Mike regretted it.
Or... or worse—Mike regretted that it was with him.
The thought is enough to send a sharp, awful feeling through his chest, and he sits up too fast.
His fingers dig into the sheets as he tries to pull himself together. He doesn’t panic—Harvey Specter doesn’t panic—but his throat feels tight, and something ugly and unfamiliar is clawing at the back of his mind.
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Or, a first date, sex, and Harvey learning that not everyone always leaves, not necessarily in that order -
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Alfred had a plan. A simple plan. Get hired by the Waynes, suffer through one year of serving rich people, collect an absurd paycheck, and retire somewhere cheap where he could live off his savings, drinking and brooding in peace. No more taking orders. No more war. No more people.
The problem, as it turned out, was the Waynes.
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- Part 5 of Collection - Alfred's beginnings
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There was a pause, a lull in the conversation that didn’t feel uncomfortable but carried something neither of them seemed to acknowledge. Mike was still smiling, but there was a faint flush to his cheeks now, as though he’d just realized how closely Harvey was watching him.
Harvey exhaled slowly, leaning forward to rest his elbows on the desk. "You’re good at this, you know."
Mike tilted his head, his smile faltering slightly. "At what?"
"At all of it," Harvey said, gesturing vaguely. "The arguments, the research, the... the way you make me actually enjoy sitting in this office until midnight."
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5 times Buck called Bobby his dad + 1 time Bobby called himself Buck's dad by TrashyPandas (BlueJayFan)
Fandoms: 9-1-1 (TV)
19 Mar 2025
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The table was crowded, everyone digging in, conversations overlapping. Eddie and Hen were arguing about some documentary, Chim was telling Ravi a ridiculous story from before his probationary days, and Buck was half-listening to all of it, happily stuffing his face.
"Buck, pass the salt?" Bobby asked, not looking up from his plate.
Without thinking, Buck grabbed it and handed it over. "Here you go, Dad."
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Or, exactly what it says on the tin - 5 times Buck called Bobby his dad + 1 time Bobby called himself Buck's dad -
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"Ted. That’s disgusting."
Ted huffs, setting his coffee down. "Oh, come on, baby, it ain’t that bad—"
"It’s that bad. It’s worse. It’s been sitting out, God knows for how long, and you—" He gestures wildly, at a complete loss for words. "You just stick your fingers in it like some kind of feral animal?"
Ted clutches his chest like he’s been personally wounded. "Well, now, that’s just uncalled for."
"It’s not! It’s an accurate assessment!" Trent throws his hands up. "Do you even use a spoon?"
Ted scoffs. "Now, why would I dirty a spoon for a tiny lil’ taste?"
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Mike knew he was being insufferable. He knew it the moment he woke up with his sinuses clogged, his throat raw, and the general sensation of having been repeatedly bludgeoned with a baseball bat. He could have just called in sick. Could have stayed home, buried himself in blankets, and let the universe move on without him for a day.
But no.
Because the second he realized how miserable he was, his fever-addled brain latched onto a single thought: Make this Harvey’s problem.
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Or, exactly what it says on the tin - Mike gets sick and decides to make it Harvey's problem