#c: cece

[benji-parker]

status: closed @pclymcrphcus(for cece)

out of the goodness of his heart, benji had offered the spare room in his apartment to a coworker who he knew was looking for a new place. if said coworker's behavior at work was anything to go based on, this was a bad decision. but, they always gave people the benefit of the doubt, regardless of previous impressions. now, thanks to this choice he had made, benji had been subject to cece's one night stands leaving their abode, coming home to the apartment in disarray, and loud, unexplained noises at all hours of the day and night.

one morning, they were getting ready for a shift, one that they were covering for their roommate, and sighed upon seeing the same pile of dirty dishes that had been in the sink for a week. this wasn't an uncommon occurrence, as he had learned over the course of living with cece. unfortunately, yet another thing that had turned out to be unpredictable was the mood she'd be in, as it seemed equally likely that she could be perfectly calm or screaming in their face. so, he was filled with dread when he was faced with the prospect of knocking on her bedroom door. well, the dishes had to be done.

they hesitate before knocking, an instinct not unfounded after their experiences in sharing the apartment. he manages to muster up the courage to rap on the door three times and no more, fearing what overdoing it could result in. when the door swings open they plaster a smile, albeit anxious, on their face, trying to come across as friendly as possible. "hey," he begins in a cheery tone, hoping this doesn't go poorly. "would you mind doing the dishes in sink before i get home from work? they've kinda been there for a while and i think most of them are yours."

[ember-has-her-spark]

"I don't know exactly. I guess because we haven't known each other very long?"

Cece frowned a little, “What made you think that?”

[theemporium]

patiently awaiting to see the devils wag jackets

[lovelybeautifulsleep]

Brooklyn based photographer Scott Coniston teamed up with artist and model Cece Sprout to catch some rays of sunshine.

[cullen-and-his-charms]

"Mmm... of your own choice though, yes?" He questioned, eyes still not leaving the keys for more than a brief glance. "If us four ruffians manage to actually stick around for awhile here, I could always remedy that for you."

"No," she replied, not really noting the abrupt jump into conversation. "There was a piano at the Institute I grew up at but I was was never really inside long enough for anyone to teach me," she confessed, shifting the box onto her hip with practiced ease.

[marblish0220]

everyone spelling cici’s name wrong in the lb is making me giggle

[strawberriesforcait]

Me a month ago: I'm so in love! I want kids and four cats! Big house with me wife! Wind chimes and pretty dresses

Me now: blocking EVERY. SINGLE. happy WLW couple on my fyp. crying on my knees on my (concrete) floor. Unable to look at happy couples WLW or not without wanting to sob uncontrollably. Literally wanting to rip my fucking hair out whenever I see my brother in law kissing his girlfriend. PHYSICALLY unable to listen to certain songs.

[transformers-bold-bright-brisk]

Sorry… no robots today. But hey! Let’s look at some side-character humans from my continuity!

From left to right it goes: Priscilla Pynch - Frankie Greene - Cece Greene - Rusty Clay - Sawyer Storm

And let me know if you guys wanna know more about them.

[darcy-runs-with-shifters]

"I like the way you think. You need to argue that point to my friends for me. Maybe they'll accept it from an outside perspective."

“True enough,” Cece nodded. “Guess it’s just a hunch,” she added with a smile. “Blunt is better than dishonest though,” she reasoned.

[cantfightmoonlight]

@cecevandoren

He couldn't do this. He had somehow despite all odds, managed to make it through the ceremony that had been held at the Mahir's without completely breaking down. But, as he wandered down the street, her breath catching in his throat, it was impossible for him not to picture the way Mason had been laying there. The way he had desperately clung onto their hand and for what? So that they wouldn't have to be alone the way he had been when the car had hit him? What good was that now though, when they weren't even here anymore? Fuck.

He rounded the corner. The man who used to never see much of a point in drinking, found himself making a beeline for the liquor store. But, as he rounded the corner a flicker of blonde curls came barreling into him. "Shit. Sorry," He muttered out, his hands reaching out to stead her as his gaze fell to hers. "You okay there?"

[demongemz]

Will didn’t fully trust Elaine but he also knew that Cecilia needed him and he couldn’t very well let this opportunity of brief freedom get away from him. He’d missed her dearly while locked up and he’d make sure that she would be okay before he released John from his place in the cell. He saw her taking a moment to notice just how much sadness seemed to encompass her very features, the harsh lie told by her uncle to Parker had brought up a different past one that should’ve stayed buried and one Will didn’t believe for a second. Cecilia wouldn’t lower herself to sleep with the mayor to help him get out of Jail and he’d ensure that Parker felt his wrath for once again falling prey to the scheming family. “I’m sorry I missed our fishing trip, it wasn’t my intention” He whispered to grab her attention offering her a sad smile. “I’ve missed you Cecilia, and I’m sorry I had to leave…I had hoped that this distraction would’ve given you the break you so desperately deserved.” @xtinyslip

[andromeda-will-strike]

"I was getting it as a peace offering for Bo. I accidentally broke his mug the other morning and I think it was his favorite."

"Remind me what you need it for again,"

[ofwrxth]

+ ISLA / MUSEUM OF NATURAL HISTORY

Elliot still isn't used to the feel of Cece's hand in his, tugging him and Isla along in the museum. He's not used to the sound of her laughter or the sight of her smile when she sees him. Him. A smile has never meant so much to Elliot. Apart from Isla's. Each moment he spends with his little girl and her mom, he feels his heart ache with the sweetness of the moment. Like he can't believe he's existing in it. That he's there with them. C'mon, mama! C'mon Lil El! She says, letting go of their hands. Maybe the name should bother Elliot, but they're still getting used to each other, and he doesn't want to rush her. Besides, Lil El has never sounded better than it does when Cece says it in her tiny voice.

She runs ahead towards a dinosaur, and Elliot races to catch up, making sure not to lose the small girl through the crowd. "Now hold up, lil lady!" He says with a laugh, scooping her up. The sound of her delighted squeals brings a grin to his face, "you can't go dashin' off like that without your mama or me. 'Cause what if one of them dinosaurs comes to life?" He asks, laughing as she giggles, "what'll you do then?" I'd be friends! "You'd be friends with a dino?" Yeah! We'd play and be best friends! Elliot shakes his head, glancing to Isla. "That's definitely the Alvarez in her." @waterfallswords

[theemporium]

[drop--pop--candy]

Cece Chillshot aka Cecelia Chillheart. and her sisters Calendula and Camellia

[scarlett-fights-demons]

"There you are. I was sent to find you for dinner... how long have you been cleaning in here?"

the Institute infirmary

Cece was in a world of her own, tidying up the infirmary and humming to herself. She'd only popped in to put away a delivery of supplies but after putting them away found herself giving the whole place a tidy.