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third time isn’t lucky when it’s meant to be (harvey/mike)

The first time it happened, Harvey saw it coming even before Mike did.

When Harvey arrived at the church he told Ray that they just needed to wait for a bit, that they’d be making a cross state trip within the hour. He didn’t even bother walking into the church, he just stepped out of the car and waited, right there on the sidewalk.

The only surprising thing about the day was how long it took for Mike to come rushing out of the church doors. Harvey thought they’d be on the road by now, but he didn’t begrudge Mike in the least. This was the hardest thing Mike was ever going to have to do, of course he wanted to take all the time he could, while he still had it.

When Mike emerged and saw Harvey standing there waiting for him, there was a flash of surprise before his face melted into rueful acceptance. “How’d you know?” Mike asked.

Harvey just looked at him, incredulous. “I know you,” Harvey replied, and it was enough.

They got in the car and Ray started driving, already knowing the destination. It was going to be a long drive, ninety minutes of the nerves and anticipation ratcheting up to boiling point. Harvey wanted to distract Mike, but every idea he came up with was too lame to say out loud, so in the end he left it up to Mike.

“Talk to me,” Harvey said gently.

Mike huffed out a laugh. “That must be the first time you’ve ever asked me to tell you about my feelings. Normally you run for the hills whenever I get within five feet of the topic.”

Harvey smiled slowly. Even in his darkest moment Mike was giving Harvey shit. It was stupid, but it somehow made Harvey think that maybe things would be okay. “Well, you’ve got-” he checked his watch, “-seventy minutes to spill feelings all over me without me complaining. When are you gonna get an offer like that again?”

Mike smiled weakly at him, but didn’t reply straight away, so Harvey started to worry it was all for naught.

“Rachel’s going to hate me.”

Harvey rolled his eyes. That girl was crazy about Mike and anyone could see it. “No, she won’t.”

“I’m not going to ask you to look after her while I’m gone, because that would be patronizing and she doesn’t need it. But … just, look out for her?”

“Of course.”

Mike spent the next few minutes looking out the window. “I’m scared,” he whispered, and Harvey could feel his heart splitting into a thousand pieces.

Harvey wanted to tell Mike that everything was going to be fine, but he couldn’t lie to him like that. He wanted to tell Mike that he was scared too, that he was terrified that prison was going to change Mike. And for all that Harvey gave Mike crap in the early days of their relationship, as much as he tried to mould and better Mike, the truth was that he didn’t need it. Mike was perfect the way he was, flaws and all, and he didn’t want prison to beat the goodness out of Mike like it had so many others.

But he didn’t say any of that. This was about Mike, not Harvey, so instead he slowly reached over to where Mike’s thumb was continually tapping against his thigh. He covered Mike’s hand with his own, squeezing it, and before he could pull away Mike gripped back, holding onto Harvey like a lifeline.

They stayed that way for the remainder of the drive.

When the car stopped outside of Danbury Mike immediately got out of the car, like a man on a mission. Harvey, confused, hustled to catch up, and he was barely out of the car before Mike was there, throwing his arms around Harvey in a hug. Harvey immediately wrapped his arms around Mike, holding him tight.

“I’m sorry for hitting you,” Mike murmured.

“Don’t worry about it.”

“And I need you to know, no matter what happens in there, I don’t regret it. Not a single day. Meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me, and it was worth everything that’s happened since.”

Harvey felt himself welling up, but he tried to push it back down. He needed to be strong, for Mike. “I’m getting you out of there, Mike. I swear it.”

Mike nodded, said, “Okay,” and then he pulled away, turning and walking into the prison without looking back.

*

The second time it happened, Harvey was completely blindsided.

The wedding, though small, had been planned for months. The caterer had been booked, dresses and suits carefully chosen, an uncle of Rachel’s had been enlisted to perform the ceremony, Harvey had combed through his record collection to find the best music to be played at the party…

Mike never said a word.

Harvey had taken Mike to Vegas for a five day bachelor party two weeks prior to the big day. It was just the two of them, and they’d spent their days exploring, going to the Grand Canyon and the Neon Museum and Red Rock Canyon. Harvey even managed to get Mike onto a golf course, which of course he sucked at, much to Harvey’s delight. And then they spent their nights on the town: eating fabulous food, drinking, gambling with obscene amounts of money and winning more often than not because of Mike’s genius brain. There might have even been a tipsy skinny dipping session late one evening in the hotel pool. They had an amazing vacation, and throughout all that, the days and nights they spent together, the copious conversations that they had, Mike never once mentioned that he was having second thoughts.

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The Pianist in Apartment 23

Inspired by this post. Liebestraum is Franz Liszt’s most famous piano piece, told in 3 parts. The 3rd part, the part Harvey requests, is said to be about unconditional, enduring love. The kind that never fades, that never dies.

The cold morning air is bracing, and Harvey relishes the feel of the wind on his face, the feel of his feet hitting the pavement, as he runs through the paths of Central Park.

He passes another runner coming from the opposite direction and he nods. The man nods back, giving Harvey a once-over with a leer and Harvey smiles to himself and keeps running, turning the corner. He reaches the sidewalk outside the park and is greeted by a couple of ladies running toward him. They smile and he gives them a winning grin that starts to widen when he hears them giggle to each other behind his quickly retreating back.

He loves his morning run.

Finally he reaches the front door of his building and he stops, nodding at the doorman.

“How was the run, Mr. Specter?”

He checks his heart rate with a couple of fingers pressed to the inside of his neck and says, “Good, Henry. Thanks.” He watches a moving van pull into the underground garage, a couple of guys in the cabin, and says, “Someone moving in today?”

He nods. “Apartment twenty-three. Nice guy.”

“He had to have been, for Mrs. Grosvenor to give it up. She loved her place.”

Henry gives him a secret smile. “The new tenant convinced her she loved her grandkids in Florida more.”

Harvey laughs, shakes his head. “Well done. He’s not a fellow lawyer, is he?”

Henry opens the door for Harvey as he shakes his head “He didn’t say. But I did see them move in a baby grand earlier.”

Interesting.

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any tips for writing the Batfam? I struggle with Bruce, Damian, and sort of Jason the most.

well i mean i believe in research being the biggest part of writing so reading a lot of the source material (pre 52 if you want it to make any sense) 

bruce boils down to him having a lot of Struggles. while it’s usually glossed over and regarded as moot point, he has extreme survivor’s guilt from the death of his parents that he actively tries to hide under multiple facades- bruce wayne the billionaire and batman being two of the key ones. i have a feeling that this was also something that pushed him towards taking in so many children (from dick to jason to caring for barbara to cassandra etc etc). his parental skills are more or less a reflection of him trying to atone for the deaths of  his parents by becoming a parent himself and sheltering children from the world. this is most likely why jason dying hits him so particularly hard- while dick and he had come into some tight scrapes, it’s the fact that bruce lived (and wasn’t even there) while jason died that haunts him the most. damian’s later death and resurrection gives him a manic obsession with reviving his son mainly because it worked for one of his children and he can’t afford to think that it wouldn’t work for another one. underneath all of his layers of cynicism and grumbly voice, he’s an incredibly tired man. he’s worked tirelessly on a city which is essentially a hellhole with little to no pay off. when he becomes an amnesiac in batman new 52, it’s literally one of the happiest times we’ve seen him in because he’s not burdened with the weight of the world. he’s forgotten that he’s alive where others are dying in gotham

damian is. not too difficult to figure out, but i damn the writers that white wash him and continuously gloss over the fact that he’s the product of a vicious cycle of abuse. talia raised Damian under extreme conditions and under an abusive hand because this was the behavior modeled to her by ra’s- and ra’s had a hand in how damian was brought up as well. he was crafted into a child solder, people who expressed concern over him (such as nannies/caretakers while talia/ra’s was out) were murdered in front of him, and he had the family legacy to live up to. as far as emotional development goes, he was pretty much shot in the foot the second that he was born into the al ghul household. he has incredible artistic talent (ranging from painting landscapes to music) but seemingly no passion for it because it was something expected of him. living under all of these crushing expectations, coming to america to live with bruce was nothing less than culture shock and confusion as, suddenly, he is seen as a human being and a child with valid opinions, and his actions have consequences. his superiority complex is incredibly shallow and not true to his actual personality, as it’s shown over and over that he constantly craves validation, and he uses this ‘superiority’ to fish for compliments. he wants to prove himself, but, most of all, he wants to atone. as a child, he doesn’t realize that he’s not responsible for things that his mother and grandfather forced him to do- his kind actions towards animals are reflective of him trying to give respect to creatures that he was once incredibly cruel to (he crushed a bat in his fist in one of his first appearances). this also has to do with the fact that he doesn’t know how to socialize with people well- animals are easy to talk with because they regard people with how they treat them, but people are complex. damian craves recognition and praise, all while it’s incredibly difficult for him to receive it through making genuine connections. even from his own father and mother, praise was scarce, and he was only truly well-received from dick, when he took up the mantle.

jason was a poor child raised in what was the worst crime neighborhood in all of gotham, with his addict mother, who he took care of by stealing/pawning off goods. he essentially became bruce’s ward out of sheer luck, because he stole the wheels off of the batmobile to pawn off, and bruce thought he had Some Stones for doing that. an integral part of his character is the fact that the scrappy little street kid inside of him never really died- despite the fact that bruce (someone from high society) takes him it, he never ‘becomes’ dick grayson (who transitioned into high society pretty well- i actually attribute this to the fact that he’s a performer and used to putting on appearances). while he’s usually characterized as the ‘angry’ robin, he was actually better behaved than dick was- unless it came to situations that directly concerned jason (or jason’s view of justice), jason was more or less content to do whatever bruce asked him to do, where dick frequently ran off. two key establishing moments in jason’s characterization as robin are when he and bruce pursue harvey dent (who jason’s father is in jail for being a goon for) and when jason pushes a rapist off of a fire escape. the first incident, jason becomes relentless in his pursuit of harvey, becoming nothing short of obsessed over catching harvey and getting justice. yet, over the progression of the story, harvey is put in danger (about to be crushed to death, if i remember correctly), and jason saves his life. he essentially says that he forgives him, but he won’t forget what he’d done to his family. the second event is when jason and bruce work closely with a woman whose abuser has diplomatic immunity. he’s a confirmed rapist and domestic abuser, and jason has bonded considerably with the woman (who, it’s important to note, shared similar physical traits to his mother). the rapist convinces the woman to kill herself (with the threat that he was coming back to see her, even though he was actually leaving the country) and, when bruce and robin arrive at her house, jason is the one to find the body. not bruce. bruce had been trying to pin drug charges on the man, but they wouldn’t stick because of diplomatic immunity and lack of evidence. when bruce and jason take him in (i believe his name was felipe), jason begs felipe to resist him so he has an excuse to beat him up, to deal some sort of justice. the excursion concludes with jason getting a second alone with felipe, and felipe falling down the fire escape. bruce asks what happened and jason says he fell (it’s important to also note that felipe had acted like the woman hanged herself with no relation to his actions, like an accident- which is most likely why jason wasn’t lying to bruce, but making a bitter quip about him pushing felipe off the fire escape). 

both of these events carry significance into his resurrection and his adulthood. by pigeonholing him into the role of dick grayson, bruce forgot one very key thing- that jason was raised on the streets, where there is a very integral system of loyalty and ‘eye for an eye’. this is apparent in his confrontation with felipe, and it’s also apparent in his entire, elaborate plan for bruce to kill the joker. keeping in mind his street background, it becomes increasingly obvious that his plan wasn’t a form of torture (by getting bruce to break his ‘no killing’ rule), but a means of forcing bruce to show that jason’s death was something worth avenging. jason had operated under the assumption that he was bruce’s child and, by all of the examples he’d seen in crime alley, when children died, their parents came for the killer. imagine that translating into the context of batman. jason can’t see any reason as to why bruce wouldn’t take the joker (of all people) off the market. in fact, he views it as plain disrespectful and indicative that he was nothing but a child soldier that the joker even remains in gotham, where he’s apt to break out of arkham and kill more people. jason woke up in his coffin crying out for batman because he still thought he and his mother were with the joker and he didn’t want to compromise bruce’s identity. to the point where he was clawing his way out of his own grave, jason remained loyal to bruce, down to even his secret identity while he was trapped in a box with limited air (and most likely insects). in jason’s eyes, however, bruce didn’t remain loyal to him. he’s marked by his tragedy in ways that the other bat boys aren’t- mainly because bruce doesn’t want to talk about it. jason constantly throws it in his face as a means of forcing him to be confronted with the fact that he died, he died and they still haven’t talked about it but it was such a dark time in bruce’s life that he instead crushes his feelings in his chest until they eventually explode in an emotional molotov cocktail. like damian, jason constantly struggles with his identity, and who he is as a human being (another reason why he became so fixated on having bruce execute the joker- he no longer had the label of ‘bruce’s son’ to fall back on, in his eyes. he was orphaned by literally every single one of his parents- from his addict mother, to his jailed father, to his real mother, to his vigilante father).

Future Darvey Snippets #116
  • ...
  • Harvey: You think of Louis as your boss?!
  • Donna: No! I just let him think he is. [Pauses] Kind of what I did with the previous guy I worked for.
  • Harvey: Whatever happened to that guy?
  • Donna: Oh, you know, he hit the jackpot with some girl. I've heard she's a real catch.
  • [Harvey laughs and for a moment it seems he will reply with one of his usual quips, but the cheeky glint in his eyes softens into something more gentle.]
  • Harvey: He's a lucky guy.
  • Donna: [softly]I thought you didn't believe in luck.
  • Harvey: I think I'm starting to.
  • ...
many a true word is spoken in jest

The only sound in the room was the constant tap tap tap as the pen flicked back and forth, hitting the paper with a soft thud. It was a habit Jessica had tried to break for years, because when you’re trying to win against the person opposite you it’s never a good idea for them to know that you’re impatient or frustrated or worried or any of the hidden meanings behind the simple action. But here, in the quiet of her office, she thinks she can indulge herself. Because it’s nearly eight am and Harvey still isn’t here and if she has to walk into that conference room alone and late then they’ll lose the upper hand and she won’t have that, not today.

Jessica is on the verge of calling Harvey to find out where the hell he is when the man himself finally strides into her office.

“Sorry I’m late,” he says, face open and relaxed in a wide smile. He’s also adjusting his tie, which makes no sense because it’s already perfectly straight. “I was doing things.”

“I’m things,” Mike announces, following Harvey into the room, three steps behind like usual.

Jessica rolls her eyes. These two and their stupid jokes. “The Sagan settlement is in five minutes, I don’t have time for your shenanigans–“

Shenanigans?” Harvey echoes, laughing.

“-or whatever this is. Please, just tell me you found it.”

“Of course we did,” Harvey replies, holding a hand out to Mike, who deposits a manila folder into it. He closes the distance between them and places the folder on Jessica’s desk. She quickly opens it, scanning through the pages. Good. This could work.

Jessica looks up, mouth open to thank Harvey and Mike for their good work, but the words never come. The two men – and really, that’s probably a generous characterization given what she’s witnessing – are having some kind of silent discussion that appears to be half argument and half amusement.

She has no idea what’s going on, and to be frank, she doesn’t care. Those two have always had a strange simpatico, a way of communicating and working together that yields oftentimes extraordinary results. The downside of that is that she has to deal with them being them and everything that comes with it; playing Horse in the office and quoting movies to opposing council and whatever other random thing they feel like doing that day. But it gets results, so she’s happy to let them be. If they keep doing what they’re doing, if the work continues to be good and the billables continue to be large, they could elope to Paris for all she cared.

As long as they came back in time to settle the Sagan case, of course.

“Good work,” Jessica says, standing. “Are you ready?”

“Born ready,” Harvey smirks. Jessica catches Mike rolling his eyes behind Harvey’s back and tries not to smile.

“Go kick ass,” Mike tells them, and she doesn’t say anything, just gives him a slightly condescending look as she passes. Mike swallows nervously, eyes flicking to Harvey, and as soon as she’s passed Jessica grins to herself. Always good to keep that one on his toes.

“So,” Harvey says once he’s finally caught up to her, “wanna tell me why you want to take down Sagan’s lawyer so badly?”

“Mind your business,” Jessica says. The truth is her reasons are petty and beneath her and yet she still wants to squish that weasel to the ground. “Oh, and Harvey, if you and Mike don’t stop joking around at the office people might start to suspect something.”

Harvey just chuckles and mutters something under his breath she can’t hear. She’d ask what it was, but they’ve reached the conference room and so there are other things to think about. Time to take this sucker down.



“I heard you kicked ass today,” Mike says in greeting when Harvey walks through the door.

“You bet your ass I did,” Harvey replies, grinning cockily. He walks over and kisses Mike in greeting, and then once more, just because he can. “And it’s such a fine ass too.”

Mike rolls his eyes, but the quirked lips say it all. Harvey heads over to the fridge and gets himself a drink. “What do you feel like for dinner?”

“Don’t care. Anything hot that can get here fast.”

“Pizza it is,” Harvey says with a nod, pulling out his cell and ordering from their favourite restaurant four blocks away. He heads to his bedroom to change out of his suit, and then joins Mike on the couch.

“So, Jessica still thinks we’re joking,” Harvey says, laughing.

“Seriously?” Mike exclaims. “I can’t believe she hasn’t figured it out yet. How much more obvious do we have to make it?”

“Maybe we should have sex in her office,” Harvey suggest with an eyebrow wiggle.

“Or we could just tell her,” Mike points out, always the reasonable one.

“But this is way more fun.”

“What - dropping subtle hints about being together or having sex in her office?”

“Both.”

Mike chuckles. “Well how about we drop some less subtle hints and if that doesn’t work we’ll leave having sex in her office as a backup.”

Harvey grins, leaning over and kissing him. “Deal.”

Harvey Beaks is premiering this weekend

Following the Kid’s Choice Awards on Saturday, March 28th there will be a Harvey Beaks sneak peak! Then on Sunday, March 29th at 7:00pm the first episode I ever boarded, “The Spitting Tree”, will premiere!

I am so so so so SO SO SO excited! I boarded this episode with the talented Brandon B., and I remember going through our episode outline together and thinking “this show is so special”. It really is! And it’s so unreal to see it all finished and about to air on real live television! You guys are gonna love it.

(P.S. I put in a little cameo of one of my favorite video game characters–can you catch it?)

Pretty Little Liars - 6x20 - ‘Hush, Hush, Sweet Liars’ official press release:

”DANGER AWAITS AS THE LIARS TAKE ON UBER A IN THE WINTER FINALE OF “PRETTY LITTLE LIARS,” AIRING TUESDAY, MARCH 15 ON FREEFORM

In a desperate attempt to discover Uber A’s true identity, the Liars riskily offer up Hanna as bait in “Hush, Hush, Sweet Liars,” the winter finale of the hit original series “Pretty Little Liars,” airing TUESDAY, MARCH 15 (8:00–9:00 p.m. EDT) on Freeform, the new name for ABC Family.

With the stalker threatening to kill all of them if they don’t divulge Charlotte’s killer by the election, the PLLs and company, at wit’s end, must boldly fight back. As Spencer and Toby work together to catch Sara Harvey, Yvonne wonders where Toby’s true affections lie. Ezra finishes the last chapter of his book, finally ready to say goodbye to Nicole; Aria comforts him during this emotional time and old feelings bubble to the surface. While Caleb works intently on his plan to protect Hanna, they reflect on what could have been.

Meanwhile, Alison experiences strange visions and starts to question her sanity; Emily keeps tabs on her to make sure she’s okay.” 

6x20 “Hush, Hush, Sweet Liars” Official Synopsis

With the stalker threatening to kill all of them if they don’t divulge Charlotte’s killer by the election, the PLLs and company, at wit’s end, must boldly fight back. As Spencer and Toby work together to catch Sara Harvey, Yvonne wonders where Toby’s true affections lie. Ezra finishes the last chapter of his book, finally ready to say goodbye to Nicole; Aria comforts him during this emotional time and old feelings bubble to the surface. While Caleb works intently on his plan to protect Hanna, they reflect on what could have been.

Meanwhile, Alison experiences strange visions and starts to question her sanity; Emily keeps tabs on her to make sure she’s okay.

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10 Things that Would Surprise Me More Than Someone Trying To Murder Our President.

This past Friday, May 20th, a man, armed with nothing but his wit and the most cherished symbol of American values (a shoddy gun made in Taiwan), was shot at a White House security checkpoint after ignoring multiple verbal warnings and brandishing the weapon. First and foremost, I must divulge a bit of a secret with you: I’m not surprised. Or to put it in another, less apathetic context: I’ve long since moved past the notion of feeling a sense of dread whenever I hear about a crazed individual, fresh from mainlining incendiary Infowars headlines and vigorous masturbation featuring a jar of vaseline plastered with a picture of Michelle Malkin, trying to kill our president. The sad truth is, that if we were to go through the rest of Obama’s tenure as POTUS without another assassination attempt, my first thought would be that the United States’ collection of would-be-Lee Harvey Oswalds must be catching up on Game of Thrones or something. I mean, why else would they miss their cue like this?

There was always a longstanding joke within the black community (and, I suspect, anyone with at least two neurons capable of dry humping each other) that the first black president would have a rough go of it. Which for the most part has been true, but not to the extent that most people joked/feared. To my knowledge, President Obama is still alive and well, but if we’re totally honest, that fact alone is damn surprising. Not so much “My girlfriend has been siphoning my blood while I’m sleeping to sell on the black market. All so she can buy an expensive ass Tidal subscription and listen to Beyonce’s Lemonade.” surprising, But still surprising nonetheless. It hasn’t been for lack of trying either. In fact, that lack of trying has formed a supergroup with the Secret Service’s “Incompetence So Widespread And Resounding I’d Feel Better If This Was An Actual Conspiracy” way of handling things.  Seeing all of this happen with such alarming consistency can jade even the most optimistic of people. Not saying I was optimistic, that whole “Milli Vanilli Are Frauds” thing back in the nineties kinda knocked that out of me early, but for other people. So, with that introduction, here are 10 things that would surprise me more than another person trying to kill the leader of the free world.

1. Neiman Marcus having a discounted FUBU bin in the middle of all it’s stores.

2. A Cracker Barrel that has potatoes and gravy that doesn’t look like a baby with the Gerber shits left on a plate.

3. That, as a means of decompressing, Hilary Clinton bare knuckle boxes random homeless people under highway overpasses every time she loses a caucus.

4. That Chai Lattes are the product of experimental testing by the government to see if they can program people, on a cellular level, to be predispositioned to attending Josh Groban concerts. (Yes. Yes, they can.)

5.That Taylor Swift is Becky With The Good Hair.

6. That Netflix isn’t responsible for at least 47% of unintended pregnancies in 2015.

7. Rihanna making a song that does not have her saying the actual name of the song 4,385 times throughout every verse.

8. A major motion picture set in Africa that has the bravery to actually feature africans in the actual film about actual Africa.

9. Adam Sandler not being a walking argument as to why it would benefit society to euthanize once-beloved comic actors after their 20th consecutive miscarriage with a soundtrack they call a “movie”.

10. Donald Trump accidentally letting the n-word slip during a live broadcast that didn’t result in 22 point jump in his favorability ratings.

6x20 "Hush, Hush, Sweet Liars" Synopis

With the stalker threatening to kill all of them if they don’t divulge Charlotte’s killer by the election, the PLLs and company, at wit’s end, must boldly fight back.
As Spencer and Toby work together to catch Sara Harvey, Yvonne wonders where Toby’s true affections lie.
Ezra finishes the last chapter of his book, finally ready to say goodbye to Nicole; Aria comforts him during this emotional time and old feelings bubble to the surface.
While Caleb works intently on his plan to protect Hanna, they reflect on what could have been.
Meanwhile, Alison experiences strange visions and starts to question her sanity; Emily keeps tabs on her to make sure she’s okay.