littlesteviebarnes:

Based on the idea that Connor likes to try to convince Oliver to do bad things with him slash who is stopping him from sexting from Annalise’s house especially when she’s not around.

NSFW for talk of sexting but not graphic.

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It’s not anywhere near the first night they’ve been stuck
working at Annalise’s when Connor’s made plans with Oliver but he knows it’s
not a good time for him to not be around since it’s been three months since
they actually got together and they’d planned on celebrating. The good thing
about it is that Annalise left a few hours ago with Bonnie to go to the
courthouse, leaving them with only Frank watching over them as they go through
the testimony.

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like-shipsinthenight:

Okay, prepare yourself for the longest list ever. (fics are no particular order)

I Kinda Need A Hero (Is it You?) by thelilacfield

Summary: There are very few things Connor is scared of. Jail, of
course – he’s already the black sheep of his family without becoming an
arrested law student. And commitment – being tied down to a single
person. Falling in love. Now he finds himself facing both fears at the
same time.
A/N: Connor/Oliver; Headcanon continuation from 1×04; Title from Nightingale by Demi Lovato

Tell Them This Love Hasn’t Changed Me by conwalshs

Summary: Connor’s first dream about his soulmate didn’t feel at
all conventional, though there wasn’t much logic to be found in a theory
that suggested soulmates existed, anyway.At least in Connor’s eyes, there wasn’t.

Crash Into you by nontoxic

Summary: Compound fracture of his left tibia, shattered patella
requiring replacement, broken ulna, two broken ribs, and three fractured
vertebrae. Fantastic.His doctor was just as warm and nice
as the nurse – Oliver, he learned his name was – and Connor hated it.
He wanted to hate them. —Connor is in a bad car accident. Oliver is his nurse.aka the hospital au no one asked for.

We’re Not Boyfriends, You Had No Right by oh_shipp

Summary: “Who’s your friend?” Connor asked. He had a smile on his face but Oliver
could tell that he wasn’t happy. Wait, was Connor jealous?

Shut Up Michaela, I’m Having A Revelation by oh_shipp

Summary: He should have apologized, he should have said
something, but he stayed silent. He watched Oliver down his drink and
leave the bar.Basically, ‘We’re Not Boyfriends, You Had No Right’ but from Connor’s perspective

Just say a word by Rukiacat

Summary:
“Can I help you?” spoke Connor eventually, as the other student still
haven’t said a word. “I-I’m
Oliver” started he finally, stuttering a bit. “I’m an arts student,
and… well, uh…” he was searching for the correct words so
desperately, Connor couldn’t help but quirk a little smile. “So… our
project in photography is to take photos of someone in various
situations and places, and when I saw you I thought that you know… you
could be my model?”

Colorblind by iamsiriuslyriddikulus

Summary: The world is in black and white until the day after you sleep with your soulmate.

Turn if Off and On Again by matchsticks_p

Summary: A ten-thousand word office AU, written for the prompt
“Connor really does work at the bank across the street and his idiot
coworker, Asher, keeps getting viruses on their computer by downloading
porn. Eventually, the bank borrows some IT guys from the advertizing
firm across the street, including Oliver. Connor tries to ask Oliver
out, but Oliver mistakenly thinks Connor is straight (because of Asher’s
porn). So, Connor starts infecting the office computers with more
viruses to get another excuse to talk to Oliver and try again.“It isn’t exactly like that, but it sort of is exactly like that.

Not Boyfriends by greatappreciations

Summary: Connor Walsh had always said that he doesn’t do boyfriends. Oliver makes him reconsider this.

How To Get Away with Kissing Your Best Mate by thewriternurse

Summary: To say that Connor Walsh fancied Oliver Hampton would be a severe understatement. Hogwarts AU!

I Got My Mind Made Up by thewriternurse

Summary: A moonlit picnic by the Black Lake, kissing, and a question. Hogwarts AU!

Stacking the Dice by thedeadparrot

Summary: High School AU. Connor makes a bet with Michaela. Oliver gets caught in the crossfire.

Play it Again by the deadparrot

Summary: Future fic. Five years ago, Oliver left Philadelphia and Connor behind
with the intention of never seeing either of them ever again. But then
Connor shows up in Seattle asking for Oliver’s help with a case, and
Oliver is forced to re-evaluate his priorities.

Worth Your While by sterica

Summary:
“Stop looking at me.” Oliver says, noticing for the
eighth time that Connor hasn’t stopped staring at him since he sat
opposite him in the library just ten minutes ago.“I need your help.”
Connor is still smiling and Oliver half-hates
himself for the way he always bends to Connor’s will. “I’ll make it
worth your while.”Hogwarts AU – Connor always gets Oliver to help him
out with his pranks. But when it goes wrong, it backfires only for
Oliver.

Turned On by sterica

Summary:
Connor is on YouTube and he’s clicking through Coming
Out videos. He feels like each one is the same until he clicks on a
video entitled “Coming Out” by a user called theITguy. Connor Walsh is
fourteen years old when someone who doesn’t even know who he is gives
him the courage to do something wonderful. He’s twenty-four when he has
the chance to do something wonderful back. YouTube AU – Connor watches
Oliver’s videos as a teenager and, years later, meets him in a bar.

Play Pretending by ilikeyouxactually

Summary: In preparing to meet Oliver’s mom, Connor suggests that they act more
like a couple. It all works fine, until Connor has had enough and wants
to be like this all the time.

The Wretched and Joyful by horchatita394

Summary: “And for the record, it is marriage, is it not? Someone is going to die.”

Prerequisite by horchatita394

Summary: i had a one night stand the night before i started a college class and WHOOPS I ACCIDENTALLY BANGED THE PROFESSOR au.

You’re a bow and arrow, a broken guitar by calissequecestmignon

Summary: in which Oliver and Connor dance around each other trying to figure
things out, think about sex, are mean and are kind and finally live
happily ever after.

So Alive with wild hope by calissequecestmignon

Summary:
This is the Oliver POV to my other story “You’re a bow and arrow (a
broken guitar)”. Some is the exact same, just from a different angle,
some is completely different. But the dance is the dance and the heart
wants what it wants, same as always. Oliver and Connor fluff and smut
and happy endings.

Coming Alive by Bartholemew

Summary: Each relationship goes through a series of firsts.  

We are such stuff as dreams are made on by Bartholemew

Summary: It was the absence of noise that bothered him more than the constant
laughing, keeping him awake until the next morning, forced to listen to
sweet nothings through thin apartment walls.

More by alittleintoxicated

Summary: words about a first year law student and a programmer when they were
together. words about them when they were apart. words from the playboy,
and words from the introvert. words from the poured, half-filled glass
of red wine and words from the yellow knitted hat. Connor and Oliver,
the words that happened. the words that were thought, kept, exchanged,
rejected, given. the words that were more, that meant more. the words
that were theirs.

I don’t do Boyfriends, except you by HoneyBadgerInHanover

Summary:
Oliver, it turns out, is not HIV positive – but he is very sick, and
it’s all going downhill for Connor.Michaela just thinks they’re both
idiots, to be honest.

Nothing I’d Like More by skuttlebug

Summary: “There was also the rather significant issue of Connor having much
deeper feelings for Oliver than college roomies often do. Connor had
spent the last seven months that Oliver and Sophie had been dating
trying not to get jealous over the time they spent together, and trying
to push aside the fluttery feeling in his stomach every time Oliver
smiled at him.”

Blade Runner Blues by checkyourthreadtension

Summary: “I’m not afraid of you. You can’t fuck me up more than I’ve already fucked up myself.”

The Marks You Left On Me by samanthaB

Summary: In a world where your words get marked on your soul mate’s skin as
handwritten tattoos, Oliver considers himself quite unlucky with his
soul mate. He doesn’t like him too much but they never even met. That
will change soon though, not without a few bumps on the road of
course…

Five Years and Two Thousand Miles by the_worldbutler

Summary: Connor leaves Middleton by tacking a note to Keating’s door:
 Leaving town, and Middleton, and all of this bullshit.

 I won’t tell anyone if you won’t.

 Don’t try to contact me.

Everything written by thekingslover (Total of 40 coliver fics)

Everything written by jooliewrites (Total of 79 coliver fics)  

Enjoy~

monicashipscoliver:

a silly 2×05 coda, special thanks to @ramblesandreblogs. Jules is an actual saint for so gracefully putting up with my mid-episode/latenight keysmashing, ❤

Connor arrives back to the apartment late. It’s dim, but the lamp by the couch is on. Oliver always leaves a light on for Connor. It’s a good sign. Maybe Connor hasn’t ruined everything after all.

He strips down to his boxers, lifts the blankets on his side of the bed and slides underneath. Oliver is turned away from him. Usually, Connor would wrap an around around Oliver’s waist and mold against his back. Tonight, he’s not sure he’s allowed. So he keeps the distance between them, inches like miles, an impassible chasm.

I love you, he said. That only seemed to make everything worse.

Exhaling, he flips onto his back and stares at the ceiling. He doesn’t know how to fix this.

“I love you, too, you know,” Oliver says, a whisper from across the Grand Canyon. “You could have picked better timing.”

“I’m sorry -”

“Don’t.” Oliver rolls over. His eyes are glassy, even in the dark.

Connor takes a shaky breath. He’s always hurting Oliver. “Do you want me to leave?”

“No.” Zero hesitation.

“Oliver -”

“I’m going to protect you.”

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winters-blue-children:

“Okay, what is going on?” Oliver demands as soon as the door has closed. “You say you might be going to jail. What is happening right now?”

“Oliver…”

“No, seriously, what is going on? What are you keeping from me?” 

“I can’t tell you.” Connor wrings his hands and he tries to make eye contact but fails. “I… I don’t want to do anything that might make you liable for any of my mistakes. I can’t bring you in to this. Ollie…”

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ramblesandreblogs:

A Coliver 2×05 Coda 

“Did you bribe a witness?” Oliver asks, looking down at the legal pad with the list he’s written out. 

“This is stupid,” Connor sighs out. He scoots over to curl up next to Oliver on the couch but Oliver inches away, eyes still down on the list. 

“Perjury?” Oliver asks while striking ‘bribery’ from the list. 

“I’m not-”

“Falsifying evidence?” The pen scrapes against the paper crossing out ‘perjury.’

“Oliver-” 

Connor moves closer still and Oliver shifts away to avoid him. “Arson?” 

“Okay. That’s enough.” Connor tugs the list out of Oliver’s hands and flips through the pages. Man, did Oliver write down a lot of reasons people go to jail. Spotting one near the bottom, Connor looks up with one eyebrow cocked. “‘Skipping out on jury duty,’ really?”

Oliver just shrugs. “I don’t know.” 

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oliverhamptoned:

Title: Connor Walsh for Dummies 
Word Count: ~1600
Summary:

Loving Connor Walsh isn’t always easy, but luckily Oliver knows just how to do it. 

A/n:  ¯_(ツ)_/¯

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riddikuluslypunk:

@mrjacobkemp prompted: HP AU = Amortentia

No one entirely understood Oliver and Connor’s friendship. Still, they did mostly everything together. Even their pranks were duo-act (most of the time – sometimes Connor would come up with ones too mean for Oliver). More than one time, they were found cuddling on the Hufflepuff and Slytherin couches. When Connor tried out as Seeker his third year, Oliver was there in the bleachers, cheering loudly just to embarrass Connor.

All of their friends knew they were inseparable. Yet Michaela, a mutual friend, would tell Oliver, “You could do better.” It would usually earn a laugh from Oliver and a glare from Connor. Unfortunately, it meant that everyone assumed that they were more than friends.

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sugary-bowl:

When he gets home the world has changed again, it seems to always be going back and forth from one kind of apocalypse to another. Tonight is the worst of all possible worlds, because there is guilt and terror of the murder variety at his heels and guilt and terror in the form of an upset Oliver ahead of him. 

Oliver doesn’t look up when Connor closes the door behind him. He’s typing away, but Connor knows he’s only pretend hacking because his shoulders are straight and squared, not hunched over and lax the way they are when his mind is occupied. Pretend hacking usually consisted of impulse buying on Amazon – anything from weird modem thingies he didn’t think they needed more of and box sets of BBC mini series. 

“Hey, I’m home,” he says, leaning his hip against the back of the couch.

“If I ask how work was are you going to have some kind of mental break about your domesticity quota for the month?”

“Don’t be -”

“Because that’s what happened last month when we went to IKEA.”

“Oliver,” he says. Maybe there’s something in his voice because Oliver looks up from his current purchase (something tiny and black and really expensive) and looks him up and down. 

“What’s wrong?”

Connor taps out his fingers against the backrest and stops just short of Oliver. 

“Would you – mind? If I wasn’t a lawyer?” He asks.

.”Would I mind?”

Connor sighs and turns to him, “I mean is that part of why you’re…into me.”

“I’m more than into you, Connor. I love you.”

Connor feels the heat on his cheeks and his hands might be sweating and he doesn’t even know where the nerves are coming from anymore.

“I do too.”

“Do you now.”

“I do, I… I love you.”

Oliver laughs softly, like he’s actually surprised to hear it. “How Mr. Darcy of you.”

Connor shrugs and digs his hands into his pockets.

“Would you love me any less if I quit my job?” Oliver asks him.

Connor scrunches his entire face at him. “Why would I care?”

“Exactly,” Oliver says as he kneels up on the couch and pulls Connor forward. “I wouldn’t mind.”

myoliverhampton:

I blame you Jess.

Oliver was holding his phone to his chin when he walked in. His shoulders were stiff and his brows were scrunched. 

“Hey,” he called, trying to get his attention, but his gaze was stuck on something, “Everything ok?” he asked, putting away his keys.

Oliver sighed, long and deep, “That was you professor. Annalise.” He said, as he turned to face him. His eyes pierced Connor’s, and the color drained from his face. 

That was all Oliver needed to know. His lips thinned and he pushed the chair as he got up. He walked out of the living room and Connor knew he should follow and try to explain but he couldn’t move. He could barely breath. 

What did Annalise say?

What did she tell him?

Why did she have to bring him into this? 

He wasn’t a part of any of this. 

“Oliver,” he croaked, too softly, he could barely hear himself. 

Oliver came back, his laptop in hand. He shoved everything off the coffee table and connected his laptop to an outlet and started typing, furiously. 

With shaky hands and a racing heart Connor stay beside him, not too close, but not too far either. “Oliver please.” he begged, he wasn’t sure what he was begging for, for him to listen? to let him explain? for forgiveness? he wanted them all but the words wouldn’t come. 

“Not now Connor.” Oliver said, not harshly. 

Connor could feel his breath leaving him, his palms started to sweat and the squeezed one of the couch pillows to his chest, tightly. Hoping to ease his pounding heart. He could barely hear himself think, his body started to feel light and everything became weightless…like he was falling somewhere, nowhere

“Connor, Connor come on, breathe.” Oliver commanded, “There you go, yes, breath with me. In, one, two, three, Out, one, two , three.” 

He followed Oliver’s instructions, telling his nose to inhale and expanding his lungs, finally letting air in so he could think, so he could feel, so he could hear. Oliver’s finger tips were hot against his clammy face, cold sweat making him shiver. 

Oliver grabbed the afghan from the back of the sofa and wrapped it around him, tightly. “There you go, you’re ok. I’m going to make sure of it.” he promised, and kissed him lightly. 

Connor was shocked, and confused. It showed.

“There was something in her voice. Like she, like she thought …I don’t know. But I’ve never liked her, the way she worked you. Now,” Oliver dropped his head, “There’s a lot I don’t understand. A lot I don’t know that I do expect you to explain.” he stated. “But not now.”

“Why?” Connor asked, he needed to know.

Oliver smiled, that soft, sweet, loving smile that was only for him. That made him fall in love with him, “Because, I love you. I won’t let anyone hurt you. Not even her. She has an idea of what I do, but she doesn’t know how good I am. She’s not going to frame you or blackmail me.”

“She-she- tried to blackmail you?!” Connor yelled, furious now, his panic a lone gone emotion, “I won’t let her. She can’t do this. It’s not right, you had nothing, nothing to do with this.”

Oliver began typing again, it was like a race between fingers to see who could get to which key first. They flew over his keyboard, and every so often there was a noise. All he saw were green numbers on a black screen. Codes that meant nothing to him. 

“But I do Connor. There’s computer traces, and she knows. I’m getting rid of them…”

This piqued Connor’s attention, “And what Ollie?” he asked warily.

“I’m going to leave them somewhere else babe. Then I’m going to call some friends of mine, she’s not the only one who knows how to get stuff done. She just messed with the wrong hacker.” Oliver replied, his voice thick with vengeance.