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“What the hell is that?” Harvey frowns.
An offensively bright screen flashes up with a photo of a tropical beach and the words “Mike and Harvey’s 2013 Vacation Destinations.”
In rainbow WordArt.
Completed with some animated palm trees. Glittery ones.
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12 Jul 2026
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This is my take on Harvey and Mike playing one of my favourite couple games: Overcooked.
It was supposed to be a relaxing date-night activity.
Instead, virtual chaos leads to real consequences
Mike Ross eventually ends up a satisfied puppy
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02 Apr 2026
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Harvey realizes he wants to be with Mike. The problem? He has no idea how
relationships between men work — and he refuses to ask for help. Instead, he does
what he does best: treats it like a negotiation.Bookmarked by Workworkwoke
20 Mar 2026
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So now he was here. Alone. Loosely drunk on cheap scotch from the bodega down the block, slouched on his too-small couch with his laptop perched on his thighs, a pizza crust balanced precariously on an old LSAT textbook. The internet was an abyss and Mike had surrendered willingly, clicking his way from basketball highlights to a thirty-minute video essay on the evolution of Batman's voice. And then, predictably, to porn.
At first it was just the jawline that made his stomach jolt. Then the voice—rougher, higher-pitched, younger—but unmistakably his. And when the camera panned down, bare chest rising and falling with breathy gasps, lit by harsh, clinical lighting, Mike nearly dropped his laptop.
Harvey.
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Or, Mike stumbles on some old videos, then gets to know the star.Bookmarked by Workworkwoke
07 Jan 2026
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It had started with a dream. Nothing coherent, just flashes of heat and hands and the kind of pressure that made him squirm even now, fully awake and achingly aware that he was wet. Not figuratively. Actually wet.
He poked Harvey’s shoulder.
Nothing.
Mike tried again, this time with more intent, fingers jabbing just under his shoulder blade. "Harvey," he whispered.
Still nothing. Not even a grunt.
Frustration curled in his chest, followed by a wave of stubbornness. He shoved at Harvey’s back more firmly. "Harvey."
The older man groaned, but didn’t move. "What," came the growl, muffled by the pillow.
"I’m horny," Mike said bluntly.
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Or, Mike woke up horny and immediately made it Harvey's problemBookmarked by Workworkwoke
21 Dec 2025