#marveysecretsanta2016

Harvey / Mike + Domestic

Marvey Secret Santa proudly presents:

                                      THE 2016 SANTAS!!!

Thank you so very much to all the amazing Santas of 2016!! You did exceptional, marveylous work and you made your giftees incredibly happy!

@Santas: You’re now free to post your work elsewhere if you want to. It would be great if you could add a reference to Marvey Secret Santa if you do! You can also publicly thank your betas now all you want! :D

Extra big thanks go to our three pinch hitters, novemberhush, wolf-zaa and fuckyeahmarvey for stepping in and saving the day!

See you all again next year!

Aqua & Erin

Belated Merry Christmas, @wolf-zaa!

Title: More Thank I Ever Dared To Hope For

Rating: Mature

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 4954

Summary: Once your soul mate is born, a mark appears on your skin. After that, it depends on fate if you find your soul mate. Harvey's mark appears when he is nine years old, almost ten. It takes him many years to find Mike - and when he finally does, something always comes up from revealing himself to Mike.

Note: Thank you so much, Zaalin, for jumping in and helping out as a pinch hitter!!! Love, Aqua & Erin

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For the first whole nine years of his life, Harvey Specter’s skin had been immaculate.

Unblemished, except of course for the scratches and bruises and tears he had caught playing outdoors or in the attic and for those skateboarding and boxing camp had caused, except for a couple of moles and freckles, and of course except for the scars and tattoos he had drawn himself: fancy ones that consisted of many stitches, simple ones with just a few lines, hearts, skulls, words and patterns, ball-pen and felt-tipped pen. They had come and gone, those marks, and Harvey had always watched them fade with soap and time and always, always with a hint of lingering suspicion throbbing in his chest.

He had always known that those marks wouldn’t stay, even when he would use a waterproof marker. He had always known – even though his mother had told him that one could never know something like that for sure. Gordon, on the other hand, had just looked him in the eye and had given his small hand a short squeeze before he had said to him, again and again: “You’ll know, Harvey. You will know when it’s the one.”

Turns out, his father had been right, for in the middle of one long, dark night – Harvey had been almost ten years old by then and had almost given up on the thought that a soul mate was something that was in the cards for him somewhere – the skin on his groin had burned hot for a second, on his right side, right where his leg started, in that small, tender hollow where the skin is thin and every touch tingles. Harvey had almost knocked over the rocket-shaped bedside lamp on his night stand trying to switch it on, but he had been able to grab and catch it just in time to save it from falling.

Marcus, little Marcus, had been shaken from his sleep by the ruckus though and, sitting up in his bed on the other side of the room and rubbing his sleepy eyes with his tiny fists, had watched, yawning, as Harvey had lifted his t-shirt and pulled down his pajama pants a little.

“Wow,” Marcus had whispered, and his voice had only barely carried over the sound of the storm and hail raging outside and tapping at the window with long, bony, icy fingers.

Harvey hadn’t been able to help but stare at his no longer unblemished skin. He had stared at the mark that stood out almost too clearly in the dim light of the rocket lamp until his eyes had started to burn and Marcus had sunk back into his pillows and fallen asleep.

Dear Marvey shippers,

aaaaaaaaand - it’s a wrap!!!

Thank you so much to the 30+ Santas who took part in this!! The amount of creativity and dedication is simply amazing and also a bit humbling, to be perfectly honest! Our boys’ flame burns strong in you guys and that’s such a beautiful thing to experience!! Thank you, thank you, thank you!! You’ve made this such a unique and beautiful experience and so, so much funnnnnn!

Thank you as well to all the people who helped the Santas to create their beautiful, amazing gifts! Beta readers, test viewers, sounding boards, moral support, friends and fellow fan without whom all of us wouldn’t be able to do what you guys help us do! Thank you for the inspiration, the ass kicking, the encouragement, the corrections and the praise!!

And last but not least - thank you to everyone who supports this, to everyone who reads, reviews, likes, reblogs, recs, comments and just shares our love for the boys! You guys are beyond amazing and nothing, honestly: NOTHING of this would be possible without you. This fandom rocks royally and ALL THE MARVEY LOVE IS KILLING US!!!

Thank you, everyone!!

And stay tuned for the big Santa Reveal on January, 1st, 2017!

And don’t forget to leave love when you see a gift you like - of course it’s for the individual giftee, but it’s also for all of us!!!

THANK YOU FOR ALL THE MARVEY LOVE AND FOR MAKING THIS A MARVEYLOUS THING!!!

Merry Christmas @novemberhush!

Merry Christmas, @harveylous

Title: with urgency but not with haste

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 9935

Summary: The hallways are empty. Quiet. Which they probably should be, given that it’s nearly three in the morning. But still, Harvey can’t help but think that there should be more activity, more noise. Mike is lying in that hospital bed fighting for his life yet the world around them is utterly still. Shouldn’t it matter, that Mike is asleep and might never wake up? Shouldn’t the fact that Harvey’s world is falling down around him come with more commotion?

Notes: Merry Christmas Bianca! I hope you like your gift. While I chose to write one of your wishes (specifically wish #2) I tried to sneak in references to your other two wishes in there. :)

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The hallways are empty. Quiet.

Which they probably should be, given that it’s nearly three in the morning. But still, Harvey can’t help but think that there should be more activity, more noise. Mike is lying in that hospital bed fighting for his life yet the world around them is utterly still. Shouldn’t it matter, that Mike is asleep and might never wake up? Shouldn’t the fact that Harvey’s world is falling down around him come with more commotion?

Harvey feels useless. For the first time in his life there is nothing to do. He can’t yell at someone long and loud enough to fix this. He can’t threaten or cajole or bribe. No amount of hitting the library and digging through thousands of pages of reference books will change the outcome. Being a lawyer and having enough money to run a small nation doesn’t make one iota of difference.

Mike is still asleep. And he might not wake up.

Merry Christmas @thatwasjustadreamm!

Their First Christmas As A Couple AU

Harvey couldn't remember the last time Christmas really meant something. Probably when his parents where still together before he found out the truth. But now with Mike it meant something and he wanted it to be special for him. Harvey was in such a panic Donna couldn't help but laugh at his rediculousness because really how could he not know? All Mike wanted for Christmas was him?

Mike always loved Christmas. Even after his parent died. All because of his Grammy. She made sure that every Christmas was filled with love and joy. He never felt alone. With her gone he tried to keep up the spirits but it never felt special again. Now though it did. It felt magical. But what did he get for the man who had everything? It had to be perfect after all. Rachel with her good friendship and even better advice told him exactly what Harvey wanted for Christmas. Because all he wanted for Christmas was him.

      Merry Christmas, @aspirateur-killeuse

Title: Like In Our Vows...    

Rating: Explicit

Warnings: none

Wordcount: 6169

Summary: Mike's childish quirks and Harvey's jealousy both make an appearance, highlighting exactly why they make such a perfect couple.

Notes: I hope you like it and happy holidays!

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Mike wakes, blinking blearily against the morning sun, thinking it much too early to be awake and attempting to function. Some days he’s glad to have left Pearson Specter, to have escaped the threat of exposure and making their lives all so much easier. Other days he hates being away from Harvey so often and he misses the constant challenge and pushing his mind to its limits.

Some days there is a balance, an opportunity for Mike to still be involved with the firm while not actually working there, and usually those are his favourites. Today is one of those, one of the ones where he returns to Pearson Specter, gets to see his old friends and haunt his old home, but today, honestly, he's just too damn tired and he'd much rather still be sleeping soundly with Harvey beside him.

Subconsciously he heard the shrill of the alarm and he felt the bed dip when Harvey rolled away from him to head towards the shower, but Mike knows he must have fallen straight back to sleep when Harvey's rumbling voice rouses him from sleep once again.

“I thought I told you to get dressed.”