you are everything

bonnie . 23 . australia lbr i'm mainly here for connor walsh, oliver hampton and coliver "oh hey there jackson. not too shabby urself."

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it’s been real

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3.02 / 3.12 / 3.15

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[be-your-luve]

[moonchild30]

The way you all talk about him, it’s like you think he’s some horrible person. But I know him, and I love him.

[be-your-luve]

[ricamora-falahee]

What’s your favorite scene so far this season? There’s a scene in this episode where Connor and Oliver are just laying in bed. I love that—because they’re not back together or are they?—they don’t even know. There’s something really intimate about laying in bed talking to someone, and they’re not even touching. They’re just going through their day, and Oliver has this little mini giggle fit. That’s my favorite scene, I think, out of the whole season because it feels so real. In the middle of all of this stuff that’s going on, there’s always a sweetness between them, I really think, that kind of permeates through the show in a really cool way. – Conrad Ricamora

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Aja Naomi King photographed by Michael Rowe at Essence’s 10th Annual Black Women In Hollywood Awards Gala on February 23, 2017. 

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a coliver 3x14 & 3x15 coda

The words slip out without Connor’s permission.

“Ask me tomorrow.”

They come out small and choked; his voice nearly breaking. When Oliver opens his mouth, Connor’s momentarily terrified he will ask again.

“Tomorrow,” he repeats and doesn’t give a shit if the word comes out desperate and a little broken.

“Con, I–” But Connor doesn’t let his boyfriend finish, can’t let him finish.

He rushes up and knuckles in a hand in Oliver’s hair, pulling hard, not intending to hurt but not necessarily avoiding it either. He presses his mouth against Oliver’s in kiss that bruises. It’s sloppy and fierce. He bites and nips and takes. There’s nothing sweet about this kiss, nothing remotely loving.

This night isn’t supposed to be a night for declarations of love. This night is supposed to be fast and hard and freeing. It is supposed to be a reminder that they’re both alive and safe and whole and here. He wants to wake up tomorrow in this bed in 303 with sore muscles and bruised jaw. He wants to walk around tomorrow with Oliver’s marks on his hips and neck. He wants to be able to look at Oliver tomorrow and see evidence of how well his boyfriend is loved, from the slightly dreamy look Oliver wears the morning after to the delicate way he’ll take a seat at the breakfast table.

Tonight Connor doesn’t want to talk or think or any of it. All he wants to do is feel.

Pulling away from the kiss, Oliver tilts his head to the side and drags in a shaky breath. “But, Con, we should–”

Connor makes a noise of derision as he nips at the junction of Oliver’s neck and shoulder. “Tomorrow,” he growls before moving to capture Oliver’s mouth again but, again, Oliver evades. He shifts back a touch, widening the space between them by mere millimeters.

“Wait,” he breathes and Connor stills. Oliver cups his boyfriend’s cheek and runs a thumb over the man’s scruff. The touch is sweet, entirely loving, and without consciously realizing it Connor leans hard into the contact. Oliver opens his mouth to say something but the words die at the look in Connor’s eyes. It’s wild and desperate but something else lingers in those eyes Oliver loves so much, something smaller and darker pierces through. After a heartbeat, he realizes it’s fear. Connor is afraid?

“Tomorrow,” Connor whispers once more and this time Oliver nods.

“Tomorrow,” he agrees and lets Connor manhandle him face down on the bed.

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Alfred Enoch at Kari Feinstein’s Pre-Oscar Style Lounge, 2/23/17.

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you’re not going on a coffee date with a serial killer.

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Come get your prize, Mr.Walsh.

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[be-your-luve]

[mickeyandmumbles]

You might have forgotten this but I’m your only option here, without me you go to prison.

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make me choose: anonymous asked: coliver or flaurel

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You weren’t there… I swear I didn’t do this.