im so damn sICK OF THIS oh my GOD

anonymous asked:

okay listen, there honestly needs to be more mike/harvey au fics where mike is famous in any type of field of work and loUIS ADMIRES HIM SM AND WE ALL KNOW HOW HE OBSESSES OVER THOSE PPL but anyways, mike is already with harvey, and one day he's sitting casually in harvey's office and louis sees him and goes to donna immediately and asks 'hello, donna, uhm, why is mIKE ROSS in harvey's office? does he have a case? can i help? can i meet him? does he want any-' and harvey comes and says +

+ ‘no he doesnt want anything louis, he doesnt have a case, and if he did i wouldve solved it fast enough that you wouldnt even know about it, and lastly, nO you cannot meet him, in face ill file for him myself a restraining order against you’ and inside the office mike is trying to hard not to laugh but also looking at harvey condescendingly, like he’s trying to ask him to stop bullying louis. and i just fjd i need a fic where everyone is supRISED that a famous mike ross is with a powerful man+
+ like harvey specter and no ONE and i mean nO ONE EVEN NOTICED and the fact that whenever mike is interviewed and when he describes his inspiration and all, they would be suprised that mike is actually talking about tHE HARVEY SPECTER, but everyone is confused bec mike described him like he was such a soft person and i just ??? ineed this in my life why arent there more, sorry i ranted lmfAO im frustrated damn,,, anyways, sorry for filling this up! i hope you have a great day!!
oh p.s. youre one of my favorite authors god bless you thank you for the effort and time you have dedicated to writing us fics bless you! 


Wow there is a lot here anon and I’m loving it. And may I add, what if Mike was famous for something Harvey had no interest in. Like something to do with the theatre or ballet or something. Something Louis is totally into and Harvey couldn’t care less about but still they met when Louis was sick so couldn’t go to the annual [insert fundraiser here] so Harvey went in his place to represent the firm, totally expecting to be bored out of his brain, and then he met Mike. You can imagine how things went.

And then the next day Louis bugs Harvey about the fundraiser ‘how was it? I heard Mike Ross was there. was Mike Ross there????’ and Harvey is all blase about the whole thing, pretends he has no idea who Mike Ross is when in reality he knows Mike intimately. And then a few months later Mike shows up at Harvey’s office and Louis fucking loses it.

Yes, I’m here for this idea. For real.

we can make it there, we can make it all alright

holy shit jesus chRIST im so overwhelmingly sick of this piece just be DONE DAMN YOU

ok so in all seriousness, it’s a redraw of this piece from about 3 years ago.
i’m very pleased with how this turned out! i managed to get the sort of mood i’d originally intended, and it’s a hell of a lot smoother than the original

…but seriously oh my God those back bricks Murdered Me never again


By Your Side

Jon hated seeing me sick.

It was the only time I wasn’t completely myself. I was quiet. I was distant. I spent the majority of my time laying on the couch in my apartment, just closing my eyes and secretly wishing that the ground would open up and swallow me whole.

If there was one thing I hated, it was feeling weak. It wasn’t like me. I was a literal “firecracker” like Jon liked to put it. So the look on his face when he saw me curled up on the couch nearly broke my heart. 

There were no words exchanged. He just took a seat next to me in the floor, tilting his head back against my legs and let out a defeated sigh. He looked tired and somewhat lost and I wondered if I was somehow holding him back.

I managed a small clear of my throat. “You know, you don’t have to stay,” I stated hoarsely, the burning sensation causing me to wince slightly. “I don’t want to get you sick. You’ve got a whole world to wow.”

Even in sickness I managed to pull a chuckle out of Jon. “Babe, I could care less about the world,” he turned his head to face me, his blue eyes still a bit sad. “I just hate seeing you like this. You keep closing your eyes and I don’t think I like that shit.”

I snorted. “Why? I’m always rolling them at you with the crazy shit you do.”
Jon laughed before turning around to fully face me. His face was inches away from mine. I moved away, groaning. 

“C’mon, man. You’re seriously asking for it,” I moaned.

Next thing I know, he was nuzzling his face in my neck. “I don’t give a shit about catching a cold, baby. I just wanna be by your side. I wanna take care of you.”

I stilled my futile attempts at pushing him away. “Why the sudden change?”

Jon scoffed. “Love it when you get an attitude,” he murmured. He exhaled loudly before raising his head. “I miss you. And I wanna spent every single moment with you. No matter how angry, sad, happy, or sick as hell you are. I want to share every second.”

I smiled weakly. “That would make a great song.”

He laughed. “You’re an idiot. Now, I’m gonna go fix you a warm bath and we are gonna have the best night we’ve ever had.”

I grinned. “Only if you promise to spend the night.”

Jon smirked. “Oh, you bet your sexy ass I’m spendin’ the night. You may be sick but…we can improvise.”

I laughed. “Jesus, Jon. Just go fix the bath.”

All I heard was Jon’s loud laugh as he disappeared down the hallway. God, I loved that man so damn much.


This was submitted by @motleymoose on my other account! I hope you like t babe lol I kinda made it personal but…whatever lol I hope you like it nonetheless!! *hides face*


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you know i thought i could post a fucking joke meme without someone at my ass about it but no im so close to removing all my social media you don’t even know im getting fucking sick of “oh we just wanna help you improve” 

FUCK YOU

GOD DAMNIT 

I DON’T UNDERSTAND WHY PEOPLE DON’T READ “HEY DON’T CRITICIZE MY WORK WHEN IT DOESN’T SAY ANYWHERE” “oh can you help me improve”

IT CLEARLY DOES NOT

CRITICISM FOR SOME REASON FUCKING HURTS ME

IT MAKES ME FEEL LESSER THAN OTHERS WHEN I KNOW GOD DAMN THAT WE ARE ALL FUCKING EQUAL 

I dont care!

Okay. So honestly the source of all my anger lately is you Tash. God I am so fucking sick of you and all your blabbering about non-relevant crap! Oh you hit your ear again? Not my problem you hazmatic ass fuck! Your footr is sore? Stop fucking walking on it! You finished a book that you started on that day? WHO THE FUCK CARES ITS NOT GOD DAMN FUCKING COMPETITION! I dont care about your cat and how it sleeps. I dont care how fluffy it is. I live with the fucking thing. So you and all your little problems can kindly FUCK OFF because im not your little complaint box everytime something happens!

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CAM IMAGINE FOR: http://famedlou.tumblr.com/

🌐(Gracey)🌐

“Cam it’s not a big deal.” I huffed annoyed at my boyfriend for whatever it was now.

“It’s not a big deal?! IT’S NOT A BIG DEAL?"His voice was escalating every pause he took.

"Cam, it really isn’t, so what I like to show off some skin?” I retort. We were arguing about how you can see my ass a little because my shorts are so short. (outfit in picture above).

“DID YOU SEE THE WAY THOSE DIRTY PERVERTED GUYS WERE LOOKING AT YOU. I KNOW EXACTLY WHAT THEY WERE THINKING GRACE. DO YOU WANT TO KNOW?” He was full on yelling now and it was really bothering me.

“ENLIGHTEN ME ON WHAT YOU BELIEVE THEY THOUGHT IN THE 2 FUCKING SECONDS THEY LOOKED IN MY DIRECTION.” And now I was yelling.

“YOU MEAN FOR THE WHOLEE HOUR THEY WERE CHECKING YOU OUT THAT I HAD TO BRING YOU OVER HERE-” He gestures to this janitors closet he dragged me in right after this ‘big deal’ occured.
“WELL THEY WERE THINKING ALONG THE LINES, OH ONCE I GET THAT FAG AWAY FROM HER I’LL CUFF HER TO MY HOTEL BED’ OR IM GONNA DO HER SO HARD ONCE HE GETS OUT OF THE WAY ’ NEED I GO ON GRACE!” He was still yelling his face turning red.

“CAMERON YOU CAN’T FREAK OUT LIKE THIS EVERYTIME SOMEONE LOOKS MY WAY! YOU HAVE THIS LIKE OVER EXAJERATED IMAGINATION OF YOURS. WHERE EVERYTHING IS MAGNIFED 10X. IT’S HONESTLY REDICULOUS. NOT EVERY GUY WHO LOOKS IN MY DIRECTION WANTS TO FUCKING SLEEP WITH ME.!” Now i was yelling and flaring my arms in the air like a mad man.

“YOU KNOW GRACE I’M SO SICK AND TIRED OF FIGHTING THE SAME EXACT FIGHT WITH YOU EVERYDAY IT’S UN NATURAL.” He yells back.

“OH LIKE IM HAVING THE TIME OF MY LIFE REPEATING MYSELF EVERYDAY. NOW LISTEN AND LISTEN CLOSE ASSWIPE I CAN WEAR WHATEVER THE FUCK I WANT, WHEREVEVER THE FUCK I WANT, WHENEVER THE FUCK I WANT. AND NO CAM I DO NOT NEED YOUR GOD DAMN APPROVAL, AND I MOST CERTAINLY DO NOT NEED YOUR COMMENTS EITHER!"This time i was yelling on the absolute top of my lungs I’m sure i was loud enough that people in Guam heard me.

And in that second I felt a cold quick lash of a hand across my face. Like a burning shock on my left cheek. And that was the first time in that hour that we were fighting, that the janitors closet we were standing in was absolute silence. With me too stunned to move, and Cam to fragile to even breathe due to his actions completely taking over we just stood there.

I felt a hot tear drip down my sore cheek and a grabbed the knob of the door, ripping it open and running away as far and fast as i can hearing Cam trailing after me screaming “Gracey, baby please i’m sorry i don’t know what happened. C’mon talk to me.” I made a quick turn and lost him, leaving him there panting.

I was in a deep corner between the 2 elevators. I put my hand over my face and sunk down to the floor, muffled tears escaping. They were floating down my face uncontrollably, hugging my knees to my chest facing the wall. It wasn’t even that it hurt physically, because honestly it only stung a little. It was the fact that the only one I’ve ever put so much faith and love in turned out to hurt me in such a way i could’ve never imagined. What now? What do I do now? Do I stay? Do I go? Do I talk to him about it, or wait for him to come up to me? Are we already over? So many unanswered questions swirling through my head. I heard footsteps walking coming closer to the gap inbetween the elevators. You immediately shut yourself up and hold your breath careful not to make any noise. The footsteps take a sudden stop and I feel a shadow over my presence. “Gracey?” I hear Shawns voice breaking the silence. I turn to him, all wet faced and makeup smeared. I sniff “Oh, hey Shawn.” I wipe my face with my sleeves. He sits next to me, putting his arm around me hugging me closer to him. “What happened Grace?” He leaned his head onto yours rubbing your shoulder soothingly. Shawn was my closest friend in Magcon besides Cam. He was always there for me when I needed him and now, I definately need him. I explain everything that had just happened. He was quite shocked honestly. “Gracey, I’ve known Cameron for a long time now… and I know that this is not something he would normally do?” He told me unsure of how to take on a subject like this. “I know, I would’ve never thought he would lay a violent hand on me..” I reply softly. “Are you thinking about ending it with him? I mean he never lashed out through his hands before. I don’t think it would ever happen again.” He defended Cam. “I know it was a one time thing, I just don’t want to be that fool who stays and gets hurt.” I was only trying to protect myself. “Give him another chance Gracey. I’ll talk to him about everything. I will never let anyone treat you the slightest bit, so if I’m saying you should give it another try, I think you should give it another try.” He look at me and had a sweet smile plastered on his face. I returned the gesture, I cuddled into him and he traced circles on my shoulder and we just sat there like that for a while. Until we heard his phone go off, he looked at it ‘Dude, Magcon starts in 5 where are you?- Carter😈 “Shit” he mutters. ‘Be down in a minute, with Grace if Cam was wondering’ I saw him type back. He puts his phone in his sweatshirt pocket and got up. He put his hand out for me to grab and he helped me up and I cleaned up my face and we took the elevator down to head to the room Magcon was being held in. We were in the elevator when Shawn said ” Just stick with me today if you don’t want to talk to him today I got your back.” He smiles and I hug him. “Love you bro.” I smiled. “Love you too brah.” he chuckled. The elevator doors opened and we headed towards the auditorium room where magcon was being held. Right on time we walked in and was instantly showered with screaming and cheering fans. Magcon started and like Shawn said I could I spent the whole time with Shawn, Cam spent that same amount of time eyeing me. Later that day, after magcon ended, I headed up to my hotel room when I heard my name being called. “Gracey. GRACE. Grace, wait up.” I stopped to turn around to see a flustered Cameron. “What Cam?” I said annoyed. “Come on, just let me talk. Please?” He was desperate. “Go,” you give approval and nod your head. “Look, when.. THAT.. happened it crushed me. I would never intentionally hurt you. I have no idea what got into me. All day today I felt nonstop pounding guilt. I wanted to hold you tight and have everything be ok. I love you, and I only get that mad when it comes to you being unsafe . Please I will never ever lay a violent hand on you again. Just give me another chance. Without you, my world would be empty and dark.” His voice cracked in and out of sentences and tears coated his eyes. “And seeing you with Shawn today, instead of me.. That just broke me. You probably won’t give me another chance. You deserve so much better than, an ass who was dumb enough to put his hands on you. Probably Shawn would be better.” Jelousy and misery dripped off of every word he said. “Please.. Say something.” He choked. I could do nothing more than crash my lips onto his. He wrapped his arms around my waist smiling into the kiss picking me up and spinning me around and placing me down again pulling away. He stared at me in awe. “Why did you forgive me?” he asked. “Because I love you.” I smiled. He grabbed my hand and intertwined them with his and we walked towards my room. ——– I AM SO SORRY FOR THE WAIT I TRIED TO MAKE IT UP TO YOU BY MAKING IT EXTRA LONG! Hope you liked it! Request box is open darlings. xxx

anonymous asked:

Hey! Have you written any poems about rejected love? Can you post the links? Thanks :)

here’s a vague mix of poems on the subject of love souring. i hope they apply: