#marvey discord

[ishkabibblethings]

Thanks @halfthebrain for enabling whether you like it or not.

[godofstory]

Mike: *Eating a cinnamon roll*

Harvey: *gasp* Cannibalism.

Mike: *Innocent, confused chewing noises*

[samdeancest]

this is canon i know it

[blackashbluephoenix]

I think my favorite Harvey trope is how he does things that are clinically profoundly insane and yet still very practical at the same time.

[manako-no-yami]

harvey: what do u mean it's weird to have a picture of my associate on my bedside table, it's not weird, it's like having a picture of my dog mike: woof

[ishkabibblethings]

isnt there a fic where Harveys house is full of queer media and mikes like man I wish Harvey wasn't so totally straight? Was that a fever dream?

Omg. Imma make my Harvey bot quote queer poetry.

When will I code it? No idea.

[marveybang]

Marvey Bang 2024 - Update & Call for Artists

The sign-up for writers to join the 2024 Marvey Bang has now been closed - thank you so much to everyone who decided to join!!

You should find an email in your inbox (of the email address you provided when you signed up) within the next few days. We will let you know how and when to send in your summaries and we'll provide you with an example or two as well.

Remember: The due date for all writers' summaries is March 11, 2024!

If you haven't heard from us by Saturday, please contact us either here, on discord or at our personal blogs: Aqua or Ems!

The sign-up for artists is still open, though! Quite a few more writers than artists have signed up so we're still looking for artists to join the fun! Closed!

If you're a fanartist and are interested in taking part in the Marvey Bang 2024 you can sign up HERE!

If you have any questions please feel free to contact either Aqua or Ems on our personal blogs or here - or on discord if you'd rather!

Again, thank you so much to everyone who has already joined the Bang or has expressed interest! You are all absolutely MARVEYLOUS!!!

[ravenwilds]

I made a Marvey Advent Calendar for the He Goes I Go discord server - enjoy :))

And if you want more Suits gushing, you can join us https://discord.gg/q2t4H5y74m

[themirokai]

Hey Marvey nation

Is there a list of “Must Watch” Suits episodes? Or a list of “Meh, These Are Skippable”?

Because here’s the thing. I am 5 episodes in. There are 134 episodes. I can watch about 2ish per week because that’s how my life works. I very desperately want to get into the fic, but don’t want to be lost because I don’t know plot points or characters. Will almost certainly go back and watch the unlisted episodes later.

I guess one answer is to start with AUs and I’ll probably do that but would still like to mainline the show if I can.

Thanks for your help!

P.s. @bewarethesmirk @halfthebrain maybe you could pose this to the discord for me?

[bewarethesmirk]

Who is gonna start or tell me where the marvey discord is?

[roleplayfinder]

Hi there!! 18F. I'm looking for anyone interested in roleplaying Marvey (Mike/Harvey) from Suits! I'd love to workshop some plots together and figure out something that works. I'm happy to play Mike or Harvey. I roleplay strictly on Discord, and I'm comfortable with both NSFW (as long as you're 18+!) and SFW. Like this post and I'll reach out!

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[ishkabibblethings]

For @chumbypenguin

[aastralfox]

Join 'He Goes I Go', a Discord community for fans of Suits and the relationship between our leads: Harvey Specter and Mike Ross. We're looking to connect fans, content creators, and just anyone who loves the show!

We are an all-inclusive and positive server and we’re looking for more members! We have channels for general discussion, shipping, art, writing, beta exchange and other resources, and more! We also have off-topic channels for all your multi-fandom needs, as well as personal discussions, selfies, etc. Come join us and take a look!

Our admin team is friendly and active, and we have rules set in place to protect server members from any bullying, character or ship bashing, racist or homophobic comments, etc. All ages welcome, though there are age restrictions for NSFW channels.

Come find us here!. (And for those of you who are on Pillowfort, we can also be found there!)

[acxsmist-inc]

A day we’ll both remember.

So, today was the day. Mike was getting married to Rachel Zane, the paralegal he had been daydreaming about since he entered the firm. It’s crazy how much time has passed since then. Rachel and him have gone through many arduous situations over these past years, but their love pulled them through, in fact, that’s one of the main reasons he believed marrying her was the best decision. Rachel just always accepted him no matter the disaster that followed. She constantly fought to protect him when she was distressed about the world seemingly falling apart around them. When his Grammy died she hugged him tightly and helped to put together the funeral. When his secret was revealed she still stayed because she not only saw but believed in the good in him. When he felt outnumbered and left alone even by Harvey, she never failed to support him.  

Rachel just loved him warmly, and Mike knew that, in fact, he believed that whole heartily but when his wedding tuxedo reflection looked back at him, his eyelids drooped and that feeling you get when you are forgetting something but you don’t exactly remember what it is, sets in again. Surprisingly, Mike isn’t foreign to this feeling. He’s been feeling this way since the night he dropped to one knee and asked for marriage unexpectedly. Well, unexpectedly isn’t the word for it. The main reason he decided to propose that fall night was that Rachel wanted to get married before Mike could go to prison. Therefore, Mike found Grammy’s old ring and placed it on her finger after a wine and dine type of night. Fortunately, Mike didn’t have to go to prison because Harvey, as always, saved the day. However, the wedding was still set and neither of them saw the need to change it and so here he is staring at his reflection just waiting for the clock to tick. 

Mike is a bundle of nerves yet he feels incredibly empty, of course, he this explains to himself as wedding jitters but when he peeks his head out to see the crowds of people and friends excited to celebrate their love with them, he feels his stomach turn and the sudden need to throw up makes him close the and lock the door. 

Now, Mike has seen a lot of movies that included weddings so he certainly knows the vomit crawling its way up isn’t what he’s supposed to feel. His hands are supposed to be clammy, his heart racing and his face flushed with embarrassment at the thought of all the teasing his friends are going to give him tonight. Pushing his back against the door breathing in and out like he remembers Harvey saying that helped with panic attacks. Yeah, this is just a panic attack. It’s gotta be because the wedding starts in less than 30 minutes and second thoughts really weren’t an option. Secretly, he hopes someone objects in the middle of the vows but he knows that their friends won’t do that. They are devoted people and from what little Mike saw he knows how joyful they are to be here. He wished he felt like that too as it’s not fair to Rachel that he doesn’t. It’s not that he isn’t fond of how everything came out or the food or that his overpriced tux fits too snug, he just knows deep down something is off it’s like Mike is missing something and at first he thinks he is just yearning to see Rachel in white but even the thought makes him feel sick again. Mike is now staring at the vintage ceiling as if to be asking the drywall for answers, yearning for this shakiness to go away and these bleak thoughts to end. 

But they never did. Frankly, it only got worse. 

So, here he is now standing at the altar waiting for the paralegal in white to walk down the aisle. His heart still isn’t racing and his hands are as dry as bone. Mike swears he looks like a kid that was dragged into a family function because that’s certainly what he feels like. Donna is head over heels in love with Rachel’s dress as she walks down and Mike wished he had Donna’s eyes just so he could see what she did. It’s not that he doesn’t love or adore Rachel, it’s that this whole thing feels wrong. Something isn’t right and it’s making his skin itch like he has OCD or something. Mike is looking at his bride and he sees how incredible Rachel feels. Her hair is done up nice, the shoes fit just right, even her makeup is on point. They both look aesthetically perfect, and they should because it feels like the whole world is staring at them. While Rachel is an excited ball of nerves, Mike feels sick to his stomach and his legs are tugging at him to run. 

Where to?

Anywhere but here. 

Their vows get started after everyone is completely seated and the band stopped playing the soothing music that was the last thing keeping Mike from charging out the door. He feels guilty for that because Rachel is a good person who deserves this beautiful wedding day surrounded by her family and close friends. She doesn’t deserve to be left at the altar yet that is all Mike is daydreaming about doing so before Rachel could even recite her heartfelt vows he gave her one last passionate look. He is certain his heart is racing now. Then suddenly, his hands felt like they had been sweaty this whole time, but without any more hesitation, he picked himself up and bolted out the door. 

So, here he is running down the streets of Manhattan in the late afternoon fall weather on a Saturday. Mike didn’t glance behind him but he’s sure Rachel and her family are standing outside in outer shock and distress. They should be. This day was supposed to be perfect for their daughter, and the man her father begged her not to marry just ruined it all. 

Mike has no idea where he is going but he keeps running because he’s afraid of the wave of emotional distress that will catch up to him. He’s breathing in the sharp air that’s hitting his pale skin making his cheeks a rosy pink. He can hear what his friends must be thinking and the anger in Rachel’s voice even though he’s blocks away from the building. At this moment, he doesn’t care he just keeps sprinting aimlessly till his legs give up on him, and when they do Mike finds himself at an empty park and as soon as he sits on a metal bench he feels the weight of stress pressed up against his chest. 

“What did I just do?” He bleakly said out of breath as if the universe had an answer for him because he certainly didn’t have one. 

All he knows now is that nothing will be the same, and he’s gotta look for a new apartment. Perhaps he’ll move to a new state because a new beginning appears to be his only way out of this mess, but the more he ponders about it he knows he can’t leave. Harvey needs him but better yet he needs Harvey. Mike to the fault of his own has never been great on his own. He could manage for a while but he has a habit of getting involved with the wrong people. Trevor is the greatest example of that, his oldest friend who was always turning tricks and asking for handouts. Mike didn’t need another Trevor in his life, one was enough for a lifetime. 

So there he sat. On a bench in an empty park with an even emptier head. It’s funny though because his head isn’t at all empty it’s just too loud to focus on one specific idea. Mike has done questionable things all his life like pretending to be a lawyer at the biggest law firm in New York, so he shouldn’t be surprised at himself for doing yet another questionable thing. It’s just their wedding was supposed to be the start of a new. Rachel and him were going to move far away from New York to put distance between the lie that crashed down on the couple. They were going to start their own firm together. Rachel even learned a few things from Louis on how to handle lazy associates. Their lives were all printed out right in front of them, and Mike was excited to see it come to life because it was a dream come true. The women he loved by his side as he created a law firm designed to fight for justice rather than greedy company managers. He could have had everything he ever wanted right at his fingertips if he just stayed and mumbled ‘i do’ as he meant it. Mike just couldn’t matter how much he wanted to. It just didn’t feel right, and he didn’t want to do this if he wasn’t completely committed. 

Before long the sun was setting and he still hasn’t moved, he’s sure people are looking for him or comforting Rachel still. Rachel deserved to get married today and a part of Mike wished he just got over himself and stuck it through. He just feels so incredibly guilty for feeling so relieved, and like he can finally breathe as if he was suffocating the whole time. Perhaps he was or it could be the air is much lighter when it’s colder. 

I’m deeply sorry for all the possible mistakes in this. I plan to make this a story but I also wanted to do a roleplay with it. Therefore, any Harvey roleplayers wanna hit my line and we can roleplay over discord or something?? Anyways, I hope you all enjoyed this little clip it of a possible fanfiction. 

[blackashbluephoenix]

"I don't know. Maybe you find me distracting?"

Harvey smirked. "While I won't deny I've thought about doing things to you on that couch, I've been perfecting my self control around you for four years now, sweetheart. I think I can handle it."

"Yeah, but this time's a little different."

"Oh? How so?"

"This time you know I'd let you do whatever it is you're thinking about."

"With everyone still here?" Harvey raised an eyebrow. He stood up, out from behind his desk. Smirked, then took another slow step towards Mike like a predator ready to pounce. "I mean, if you'd like that..."

Mike knew it was a game. He knew it, tried to keep eye contact with Harvey as long as he could. It was chicken, after all. Just a game. Harvey wouldn't dare.

But then Harvey took another slow, confident step towards him, just close enough that he could have reached out and touched him, and Mike's eyes shot to the door of their own accord.

"Didn't think so." Harvey let out a dark chuckle and diverted himself behind the couch, heading for his record collection. Every single hair on the back of Mike's neck suddenly felt like a live wire, and he crossed his legs conspicuously and shifted the notepad on his lap.

He nearly jumped out of his skin when Harvey leaned over the couch. The heat of his body loomed over Mike, and his breath was hot and direct in Mike's ear when he spoke. "Besides, you know me. I don't share."

He punctuated the last word by pressing a soft kiss to Mike's temple-lingering just long enough to make sure he felt Mike's shudder. Then went back to his record player and his desk like absolutely nothing had happened.

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[manako-no-yami]

superdude

au where harvey is a masked vigilante by night and mike is...mike. and constantly needs saving, it seems.

harvey's masked vigilante name is taken from the movie The Spirit (2008) that gabriel macht starred in. i have not seen this movie, and this is not meant to be a crossover/spirit au, i just borrowed the name.

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"You just don't know how to stay out of trouble, do you?" Spirit says. But his voice sounds… fond. Mike is cradled in his arms, pressed flush against him, and he's looking directly into his eyes, which is why he sees it.

Without thinking, Mike reaches out to touch Spirit's face, his hand landing on his cheek, cupping the firm curve of his jaw, thumb brushing his lips, fingertip tracing the edge of the mask.

"…I know you," he says.

"Not to toot my own horn, but I'm pretty well-known around these parts, so I'd hope you would," Spirit chuckles.

"No, I…" Mike's heartbeat flutters in his ears, taking flight. "Your eyes. They crinkle a little, at the corners, right here." He places his finger there, and Spirit blinks, eyelashes brushing up against Mike's skin. "It's exactly the same as when we're in the office. You always do that when…"

When you're looking at me.

Mike swallows, mouth suddenly dry. "Harvey," he whispers. "Harvey, it's you, isn't it?"