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girlwithshipsshitshow · 2 years ago

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COLIVER SEASON 3& OTHER HTGAW THOUGHTS

3x1

C:don’t hire Oliver, he find out everything and I can’t let it destroy hom.

Oliver goes to interview, confesses that he deleted Conners accepts emails, and rerouted it to him. “See I can be bad”

AK: I’m going to hire your boyfriend

C: no, you told me you weren’t going to do that.

A: did you know he deleted your Standford acceptance? Plus he can hack my files.

Nice blackmail… 😒 nice way to break them up.

C: I was putting my feelings before yours, I’m sorry.

O: you’re sorry? You get to me mad. Maybe we’re just both messed up, or the sex is so good that we can’t see it, but this is not what a healthy relationship looks like.

(Or maybe, he’s hiding so much bad shit from you that this one little thing doesn’t even matter so much in Comparison)

C: we’re the best relationship that I know

O: then that’s really sad.

C: how is that sad? I love you, Oliver

O: wow that’s your response after finding out I lied to you?

C: everyone lies in relationships. (Like I was involved in a series of murders, and I’m not don’t have a drug addiction, they only thing I’ve never lied about is my feelings for you)

O: I don’t lie, so I love, I love you so Much. You’ve been so good to me, even when most guys would’ve run. You just loved me.

C: you loved me back.

O: I’m not the same anymore. I think I need to figure out when I am alone. I think we should break up.

🥺🥺🥺

3x2

C: do you like this apartment?

O: you don’t have to rush to move out?

C: we’ll you dumped me so…

Everyone: what did you do to him?

C: it wasn’t my fault this time!!

AK: Mr. Hampton is the clinics new tech expert use him as you wish.

O: as long it’s it’s legal. 😬

C: 🫣

M: think of Connors feelings, he just got dumped, we have to be more sensitive.

Ash: we’ll we have to be more sensitive to litter Asher.

M: help me find a witness.

Connor calling Oliver to make him feel better even though they’re broken up. 🥺

Ollie waiting to celebrate Connors first win, and then Connor kissing him hurts because like they’re still so In love obviously, but Connor can’t live with him like that.

C: I love you Oli, and I need you right now more than you know. So whatever you need I’ll do. I just want to make you happy like you make me happy. 🥺🥺💔💔

O: if you want to make me happy, you should let me go.

C: okay, I’ll pack.

Michaela is so sweet for taking him in though, like they have a great friendship.

3x3

AK: Mr Walsh call your boyfriend and have him-

Ash: Oliver’s not his boyfriend anymore.

An: what did you do?

C: *why does everyone think it’s my fault* it’s his decision, it’s fine. I’ll call him.

O: what did you say to that guy?

C: nothing.

O: you sabotaged me.

C: no I didn’t , you dodged a bullet.

C: sorry, I got jealous, and told him to Back off. (Obviously not true, but whatever helps the tension between them)

O: I don’t want you to be sorry, I want you to act like an adult.

C: I’ll do better.

3x4

Connor being jealous because Simon is spending time with Oliver, so he gets on humper I’m front of him, then Oliver reveals he’s on humper and now they’re both jealous. 😅😅

Oliver doesn’t want Connor rubbing it in his face that he’s hooking up but Connor is only hooking up to fill the Void. For Oliver it’s hard for him to find someone because he’s POS and still that’s hard In community.

3x5

Simons a dick

Simon trying to go through the K5s stuff because he’s blaming them for taking his laptop. Maybe if you weren’t such an ass you wouldn’t have a reason to blame them, sorry they hate you. Love Michaela for telling him off, he deserved all of that. Fuck him.

Love that Michaela stole it for Ollie to hack, we knew Simon was a bad guy the way he trashes AK, like yeah they aren’t saints either but…

The outline won’t help, you’re still an ass.

3x6

The k5 making laurel sit behind them for keeping secrets is so petty. But tbh she’s kept the most.

Coliver broke up because Oliver wanted space, and now he’s going on a date. Connor is allowed to be hurt.

3x7

Connor talking to Oliver about Thomas like he’s not jealous to make it seem less awkward is not helping.

The K4 being able to get their feelings out for AK was great, but it’s didn’t seem liked she heard them.

Oliver giving himself a prep talk is so cute. Thomas not wanting to be with him because he’s pos is a shitting move. Even with him being like “damn I was just starting to like you too” but his loss.

Not AK being mad because she gave them a chance to tell them how they feel, like come on. I know they messed up, but you holding it over their heads is shitty. “You’re my puppet” AK to laurel. Another reason why it’s shitty for her to act like that. Stop acting like you’re better than them when you got them to shoot you. 😒

O: you wanna walk over to the bar together?

C: I should go study.

O: look at you taking your schoolwork seriously.

C: *notices a change in Oliver’s body language* are you okay?

O: yeah.

C: *clearly doesn’t believe him*

Oliver comes over to talk to Connor about Thomas after drinking. Thinks it’s selfish of him to say he misses Connor after breaking up with him and hurting him.

O: it’s not fair for me to come here because I’m sad, and depressed.

C: you can always come to be, you know that.

O: isn’t that selfish though?

C: no, I miss you too.

*they kiss, they have sex on Michaela’s bed* Asher is happy they’re friends again. Ofc they’ve always been friends.

Lol. Asher’s giggle because they’re friends again.

3x8

Asher is obsessed with gay sex. Michaela is upset that Connor has sex with Oliver because he broke Connors heart. Oliver wanting to have sex at work but then he has to go to AKs. And Simon trying to start stuff. Listen SIMON, they can’t involve Oliver because there’s a lot of shot that Connor can’t tell him! BUT OUT ASSHOLE.

Them showering together is cute. Ollie trying to figure out what Connor is working on not cute, he doesn’t want to talk about AK, while spending time with you idiot. He wants to be with you.

Them fighting because Connor is hiding stuff for Oliver’s protection. I love Oliver, but Connor was right that Oliver was being a jerk, like he can’t tell Oliver he loves him but there’s a lot he can’t know. And him saying he has emotional damage, yeah I think you would too if you had to cover up a lot of shit. You don’t get to treat him like that Oliver, that’s not cool.

AK is always wanting people to shoot her, like girl stop.

3x9

O: you’re going to make a great lawyer some day

C: for someone so damaged?

O: I regret saying that.

C: don’t, I’d rather be damaged then fake.

💔💔💔💔.

3x10

Connor coming over to comfort Oliver and then him telling Conner about the hacked phone, Connor trying to Admit what happened finally, Oliver being scared to hear it. He’ll have to sometime.

Just because Connor isn’t upset doesn’t mean you get to punch him Asher. Connor has been dealing with grief and pain since day one, he gets to be upset about everything. Yeah he said something dumb, but beating him up was dumb too.

Connor telling Oliver where he was the night of the fire to hurt him and saying he’ll continue to because that’s who he is and he should go to the police to end everything.

C: I feel nothing, I’m just broken and sick. I just need all of this to stop, so please just do what I never could.

3x11

Michaela talking to him in a gentle voice about Sam, and then asking him to hack the DA… wow. She’s good.

Now they’re in this together.

C: I should’ve broken up with you a long time again, instead I just needed you.

O: I need you too. Will you spoon me?

*they do*

O: don’t let go.

C: I won’t

3x12

Coliver comforting each other 💕💕

C: the Walls are super thin..

D- do people say something when y’all have sex?

Damn, AK os crazy smart, and crazy.

3x13

Oliver calling Thomas is crazy to finally get the truth is interesting, how would that conversation even go? But Connor hiding the truth because he was scared makes sense.

3x14

Connor has felt guilty since day one, he’s either wanted to go to jail or die.

Michaela and Oliver protecting Connor 🥺🥺.

3x15

Connor trying to save Wes . And then them being mad because he didn’t call 911. Then hearing a bone crack, that’s not what killed him, gas was already leaking, there was nothing he could’ve done. Oliver is right, they’ve all done awful things, and he’s protected all of them. Do they same for Connor. He already hates himself enough for everything, Wes wasn’t his favorite, but he wouldn’t kill him.

AK, trying to get in his head by saying Oliver’s only worth him because he can’t be alone and he’s broken. Like he already knows that, is that why he choose him, because he’s been this way since he was a kid? He’s easier to break because he’s already that way?

Laurel not caring about Connor because she blames hom for was his bull he’s been there for you. It’s not his fault, and you trying to tell Oliver he shouldn’t matter because he lied for Ollie’s protection is just the worst thing you can say to him, Ollie loves him, I know you’re hurt but pulling that shit is awful. Connor feels bad enough, and Ollie is scared, he doesn’t need your pain on top of all this, everyone is in pain, and everyone is scared.

O: all of you treat Connor like shit, but i know him, and I love him. And I can’t wait around for him to get hurt.

Ash: *eating food, shoving it in laurels face*

B: *kicks everyone out*

Asher stop shoving food in laurels face dumbass. Laurel is pissing me off but at least all of them are together.

O: I know I’m not next of kin, but he’s my boyfriend, like we’re gay. We do lots of gay stuff together.

Connor telling them that Oliver had the flash drive was smart, but Laurel still being mad at him is bullshit because he thought it was safe due to what Oliver told him. And then saying Wes was the suspect, and her saying Wes was good?! When they’re all murders. Like bitch please, I know you loved him, but he wasn’t perfect either. None of you are. AK GO OFF!! Laurel needs to stop acting like she and Wes were perfect. You’re both murders.

Nothing like a marriage proposal after being kidnapped, and your partner looking at you like you’re insane.

#otp #ship #otp feels #htgawm #htgaw s3 #annalise keating #coliver #connor walsh #oliver hampton #ollie hampton #michaela pratt #asher millstone #k5 #k4 #bonnie winterbottom #laurel castillo

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abbatoirablaze · 2 years ago

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How To Get Away With Murder, Chapter 12

Word Count: 2.5

Warnings: angst, mentions of death

"Mom, I need to tell you this. Not because of any regret, but because I need you to know. It wasn't Wes, mom." I cried onto my mother's shoulder. Wes looked at me with not only hate, but sadness, "Bonnie suffocated her, but I hid her body beneath the steps and staged it to look like she escaped. It's our fault mom."

Wes stood up and glared at me, “You did it?"

“I'm so sorry Wes. She said she was going to tell the cops how you bashed in Sam's head."

His look of anger and disgust turned to one of sadness, "Cheyanne…"

"No," I said, pulling away and looking at him, "I know you cared about her...but I don't want you guys to go away. You're like my little brother. I couldn't let her hurt you. I couldn’t let her just run off and say that…you murdered Sam because you were trying to protect her."

"I have to talk to Bonnie."

"Mom," I pleaded, sensing the sadness that seemingly surrounded her. She gave me a look of pity, tears lining her eyes, “mom…don’t leave us…please.”

A knock on the entryway to the kitchen stopped what she was about to say next. Frank looked pretty buzzed as he bit his lip, “m-am I interrupting?”

"I'm going to walk Wes out," I said, walking Wes out of the kitchen. When I came back, Frank was going on and on about how it had to have been Laurel that killed Rebecca, “Frank, you need to stop.”

"Frank, you've got the wrong girl," Annalise said, trying to calm him down, "Drive him home, Cheyanne. I've got to go talk to Bonnie."

With that, she grabbed her purse and headed out, leaving Frank and me in the kitchen alone. I tried to keep looking away from him, not wanting to meet his gaze.

"Cheyanne, we need to talk!”

"We can talk in the car."

"No," he pleaded, grabbing my arm, "We need to talk about this."

"What about it?"

"Are you really pregnant?"

I nodded, "yes. And I'm keeping it."

His eyes scanned over my body. He swallowed nervously, "That would make you six and a half weeks along, then."

"Nice to know you keep track of how long it's been since we've last had sex." I laughed awkwardly, turning off the lights in the kitchen. I walked through the foyer and out the door, a drunken Frank following close behind.

“Can I come home already?”

"And what does that mean?" I laughed, trying to ignore the question as I drove to my house.

His hand reached along my jean covered thigh and hovered over my crotch, "Well, home, or you know, where you sleep."

I laughed once more and turned left so that I was pulling on to my street, "I don’t think that’s a good idea, Frank.”

“I want to be with you, Cheyanne.”

“Just for tonight,” I caved, “but you stay on the couch though. Got it?"

"I promise nothing," he smiled. That smile sent butterflies into my stomach as I parked my car at the place. Frank followed me into the house, closing the door behind him. At the door we were greeted by Eve. She was watching television in the living room. Tucked into her side was Julie.

"MOMMY," the little girl all but screamed. She charged at me and jumped up into my arms, "I missed you so much, mommy. But nana Eve said I could stay up late to see you."

"I see that," I laughed. Ishowered her in kisses as Frank stood awkwardly at the foot of the stairs. Julie then turned her attention towards Frank. Her eyes went wide. While she hadn't seen her father in almost five years, she remembered every hair on his head. She always dreamed about the day she'd get to see him again.

"Mommy?" she asked. I nodded at her as she spoke once, "Down?"

She hesitantly walked towards Frank, not sure on if this was real.

"Daddy?" she asked.

Frank nodded, "Hey baby girl."

"DADDY!" she squealed, grinning and reaching up. He picked his daughter up and held her close.

"I've missed you so much, baby girl."

"I miss you too daddy," she sighed, wrapping her little arms around him, “Mommy, I can’t believe you brought daddy home. Daddy it’s been so long!”

"I'm going to turn in, are you guys okay to put her to bed?"

I nodded and Eve hugged me goodnight and went up to guest bedroom. We stood there for a few minutes before I finally led them upstairs.

"Daddy?" she asked, "Why don't you come home sooner?"

"We’ll answer all of your questions in the morning baby!” I offered. Julie looked worriedly between Frank and myself until he laid her down in her bed, and tucked her in.

“Mommy’s right,” Frank agreed, “it’s late…we can talk in the morning, okay?”

“But I’m not tired!” she yawned, trying to fight off the sleep, “I want to see you, daddy!”

“Tomorrow!” he promised, , "but first you have to get some sleep though, okay?"

Julie nodded and closed her eyes as tight as she could.

"I love you Julie."

"I love you mommy. I love you daddy." We kissed her goodnight and walked back to the door.

“Goodnight baby.”

Frank was quick to follow me back to my room, losing his suit jacket, vest, and both shoes as he hit my bedroom door. I scoffed at him, unable to hold back my surprise, “can I help you, Mr. Delfino?”

He smirked, “Come on Chey…I’m getting comfortable.”

“You’re supposed to be getting comfortable on the couch, remember?”

"What if she has a nightmare? I want her to be able to find both of us in the same place. Chasing monsters out from beneath the bed and out of the closet are real things," he laughed, "Things a dad does."

“Frank, come on.”

"Do you still have some of my clothes over here?" he asked, ignoring my previous statement. I rolled my eyes, opening the drawer, half ashamed that I never cleaned it out. He grinned and stripped to his boxers before walking over to where I still stood, wrapping his arms around my waist, and kissing my neck.

“Don’t even think about it,” I muttered, brushing him off me and heading to the bathroom, “you’re not getting any bit of my honey pot. Pregnancy hormones be damned.”

"Do you want one of your teddies?"

"I'll save the lingerie for a night my daughter and mother aren't in the next bedrooms," I said, "you’re changed…you can go to the couch now, Frank."

He pulled out one of my gold lace teddies, and threw it onto the counter beside me. I raised my brow at him and he frowned, “come on, sweetheart…I know how you love the feeling of lace on your skin.”

I rolled my eyes and got changed. When I came out of the bathroom I noticed he was only wearing a pair of sweats, and lying on top of the covers.

“You’re not going downstairs, are you?”

He shook his head, “I’m not going anywhere, baby…not when you have one of my children inside of you and the other sleeping in her bed.”

“No funny business…”

“You know I never promise anything,” he smirked. I ignored his comment and slipped into the bed, under the covers. Almost immediately, he wrapped his arms around my waist and pulled me towards him, “has the little bambino started kicking, yet?”

“It’s a little early to tell as much,” I shrugged, “and anyways, what makes you think we aren’t going to have another little girl? Why so sure already that it’s a boy?”

"I don't know," he shrugged, kissing her shoulders, "What makes you think we won't?"

"I don't know."

"Do you ever miss this? Me being in the house?"

"All the time, Frank."

I woke up with his arms around me. I don't think I've ever felt so calm...so happy, waking up, knowing that he was in my bed with me.

"Please don't be awake," I heard him whisper into my ear. I didn't move or change my breathing. Suddenly I felt the bed shift, "fuck…I really got to piss, and I don't want this to end."

When the door closed, I turned over, looking at the spot where Frank was laying. My hand absentmindedly ran over the spot. I closed my eyes when I heard the toilet flush and the door click open.

I flipped back over as gently as I could, adding in a moan to make it seem like I was still asleep. Frank chuckled. The bed shifted and his arms wrapped around me.

"I love you Chey," he whispered. He hopped over to the other side, so he was in front of me, "But I know when you are awake and you are definitely awake."

My eyes fluttered open and I could see his smile, "How did you know?"

"He laughed, "You always seemed to wake up just as I would get out of bed. What you didn't know was that I'd been awake so early I knew you were awake because your breathing changed. I have a question."

"Yeah?" I asked

"So we had sex in January, right?"

"Yeah."

"So, we'll have a baby by Halloween?"

"Do I want to know where this is going?"

"If it's a boy can I make it a mob boss and take it trick or treating?"

"That's really your first question?"

He stared at me a second before we both fell into a fit of laughter.

"CHEYANNE?" a voice yelled from downstairs.

"Fuck," I whispered. Frank pulled me to his chest quickly, whispering a quick 'shh'.

"Quick," he laughed, in a gangster voice, "protect the little bambino."

I started laughing loud before pushing him off me and heading towards the door to my bedroom. It wasn't until after I'd opened it I realized I'd thrown on Frank's dress shirt from work yesterday.

Bonnie and Michaela had their brows raised.

"Is that Frank's shirt?" Michaela asked. Her question was answered as Frank appeared from behind me in nothing but his sweats.

"I'm going to make breakfast do you ladies want anything?"

Before they could answer he'd jogged down the stairs and into the kitchen. Bonnie looked at me disapprovingly.

"DADDY!" Julie squealed from the kitchen. I heard giggling and I put my hand over my face, "We're learning how to ride my bike today, right daddy?"

"It's not like I can get more pregnant," I laughed turning around and walking into my room. The alarm clock said nine a.m.

"More pregnant? Daddy?"

"Fuck," I said, turning around. "I forgot that you didn't know."

"And Frank is the baby daddy? To both?"

"If you tell anyone, I will end your pretty prom queen life."

"I wasn't going to tell anyone, but okay."

"Why are you guys over here anyways?" I asked. Bonnie turned her head as if to ask, 'oh really'.

"Your mother was worried that you didn't get in touch with her this morning. You turned off your cell phone. Frank turned his cell phone off too."

"So she sent you two?"

"Don't get all worked up," Frank said, coming up the stairs with a glass of orange juice. He kissed the top of my head, "stress and coffee is bad for the baby. Come downstairs. I'm making bacon and eggs."

I nodded and he was gone. Both girls had their brows raised again, questioning why the normally quiet, reserved Frank was in my house, making me breakfast in nothing but sweatpants and a smile.

"Give me five minutes to get dressed and I'll be down. Go enjoy breakfast."

"I don't trust his cooking."

"If I'm alive after a solid 10 years of on and off dating the man, and he cooked twice a week, I'm sure you would be fine."

The girls laughed and headed down the stairs. I quickly picked out a simple black dress that hugged my curves. Just as I was putting it on, Frank walked into the room.

"Wow," he smiled, "I'm so glad you are already pregnant."

"Oh?" I laughed, "and why is that?"

"Because later tonight, well if you weren't...you would be."

"Get your fine ass dressed so we can go to work."

"I told Julie I'd teach her how to ride her bike," he replied, "Tell Annalise I had an appointment? That way me and Eve can teach her?

I nodded, "Just this once...and only because you never get to spend time with Julie."

He smiled and pulled me to his chest, I want this to work Chey, I really do. I want us to work...we belong together, and you know it."

"Lets just focus on getting through until Halloween. Then you can dress our baby up as a gangster for trick or treat."

"You only have five hours to get that dead woman's testimony out." Annalise said heading out of the house. I knew she was headed to see Nate. Everything was quiet. We scoured through records. It wasn't until the second pot of coffee that I noticed Laurel and Frank had disappeared.

Bonnie noticed too. We both went into the kitchen, and from there I could hear Laurel moaning. I felt my eyes watering, "I knew it was too good to be true."

"Cheyanne?"

"No, it's okay. I should have expected nothing from him. Nothing but hurt and pain. As usual." I said to Bonnie. She tried to console me and rubbed my back.

When mom came back we went to the hearing to see whether the evidence would be allowed. They'd found dash cam footage proving that their aunt was a racist. Mom was angry because it didn't work. Instead the judge allowed the testimony for her to be put in the trial.

"Wes, come in to my office please?" Mom said. I watched as she pulled Wes into the office to talk about Nate. He didn't reveal anything though. Instead he lied and pretended nothing was going on.

That's when I followed the kids. Wes arrived first and hooked up with Levi. Conner, Michaela, and Laurel followed him. Frank and I sat in my car watching as the cops busted Levi with the drugs I planted in his trunk.

"Wes took the bait." I said after I sipped on my coffee.

"I know." he said pointing to him. He stood with the others, holding up the key.

"It's so cute how your little girlfriend thinks you wouldn't kill someone…" I laughed. My car followed Conner's as they made their way to the storage locker. I parked far enough away that they wouldn't notice.

"She's not my girlfriend."

"You fucking her this afternoon after you said you loved me would say otherwise," I laughed, "I'm not mad Frank. I just wish the lies would stop. Listen, I don't care what happens with us at this point. I'll always love you...but I'm just letting you come back into Julie's life...if you fuck that up, your girlfriend will be following conspiracy theories about where your body went next.”

Chapter 13

#how to get away with murder #keating 5 #sam keating #annalise keating #connor walsh #asher millstone #wes gibbins #michaela pratt #laurel castillo #frank delfino

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