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All Straight Lines Circle Sometimes by liketheroad (PG-13)
Fandom: Suits
Pairing: Mike/Harvey
Length: ~18k
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liketheroad
Author Website: her writing journal or her AO3 page.
Why this must be read: I have not read "The Time Traveler's Wife," so when I read the summary for this story and it said that it was an AU of it, it took me a while to get around to reading it. Guys, that is time that I did not have with this fic in my life that I will never get back, okay? Do not make the same mistake.
For one thing,liketheroad makes time truly a part of the story, like a third character, which is just awesome. But she also does what the best of all AUs do, which is to show us a different aspect of the characters while still having them be themselves, only in a different situation. It is even more impressive because she works so much of canon into this fic, that it's the underlying details and emotions that are the driving force for the AU, rather than, say, the worldbuilding.
All in all, this is just a tight fic, with emotional resonance and humor and hope.
Excerpt:
Mike barks out another incredulous laugh.
“You’re an arrogant douchebag. I mean, I’ve just met you, but I’m pretty sure. I’m a smart guy, I can usually tell.” And yet, he can’t help the way this comes out half-way congratulatory, no matter how much Mike tries to make the syllables sound disapproving.
Doesn’t matter anyway, Harvey just laughs and rocks back a little in his feet, more smug than ever.
“Hey, I’m not the one who started this thing in the first place, okay? You’re the one who came to me when I was seventeen and told me I was going to be amazing. A legend.” Harvey grins, and on anyone else it would probably look rueful. Except Mike’s already pretty sure that’s not a look Harvey Specter does often.
Harvey forces eye contact again, the way he’s so good at, the way he’s easily commanded Mike’s attention with the flick of a wrist or a dart of the eye since the minute they met. Mike guesses he’s got a lot of practice at it, if what he’s saying is true.
Mike swallows and stares unblinkingly back at Harvey when he says, “Like it or not, Mike, you made me the man I am today.”
All Straight Lines Circle Sometimes
Pairing: Mike/Harvey
Length: ~18k
Author on LJ:
liketheroad Author Website: her writing journal or her AO3 page.
Why this must be read: I have not read "The Time Traveler's Wife," so when I read the summary for this story and it said that it was an AU of it, it took me a while to get around to reading it. Guys, that is time that I did not have with this fic in my life that I will never get back, okay? Do not make the same mistake.
For one thing,
liketheroad makes time truly a part of the story, like a third character, which is just awesome. But she also does what the best of all AUs do, which is to show us a different aspect of the characters while still having them be themselves, only in a different situation. It is even more impressive because she works so much of canon into this fic, that it's the underlying details and emotions that are the driving force for the AU, rather than, say, the worldbuilding.All in all, this is just a tight fic, with emotional resonance and humor and hope.
Excerpt:
Mike barks out another incredulous laugh.
“You’re an arrogant douchebag. I mean, I’ve just met you, but I’m pretty sure. I’m a smart guy, I can usually tell.” And yet, he can’t help the way this comes out half-way congratulatory, no matter how much Mike tries to make the syllables sound disapproving.
Doesn’t matter anyway, Harvey just laughs and rocks back a little in his feet, more smug than ever.
“Hey, I’m not the one who started this thing in the first place, okay? You’re the one who came to me when I was seventeen and told me I was going to be amazing. A legend.” Harvey grins, and on anyone else it would probably look rueful. Except Mike’s already pretty sure that’s not a look Harvey Specter does often.
Harvey forces eye contact again, the way he’s so good at, the way he’s easily commanded Mike’s attention with the flick of a wrist or a dart of the eye since the minute they met. Mike guesses he’s got a lot of practice at it, if what he’s saying is true.
Mike swallows and stares unblinkingly back at Harvey when he says, “Like it or not, Mike, you made me the man I am today.”
All Straight Lines Circle Sometimes