#consultingsister

[kit-just-kit]

*short tings - for @consultingsister*

"No. More. Tequila. Ever!"

#consultingsister #she says this but we both no soon enough.....Cee and Kit will be back on the tequila lol

[fxckingmoran]

~ @consultingsister || ❛ i've got the brains, you've got the looks. ❜ ~

"See, I can't fucking argue with you about that can I? Because it'll sound like I'm calling you thick." Sebastian's expression lights up in a cheeky grin. "Although I do like the idea of being your hot little piece of arm candy who doesn't have a thought between his eyes except the best way to flex his muscles." He pops his biceps, as if to illustrate his point. "Is this because I confused Louis Vuitton and Louboutin? Because, in my defence, they sound like the exact same fucking thing."

#consultingsister #;sebastian & cee { consultingsister } #;answered

[messrsmcrauders]

~ @consultingsister || A lil Sirius starter ~

Sirius practically barges into the room, no knocking, no politeness - Why should there be? He's known Cee for most of their lives. In his eyes her house is his house too. "Am I a dick -" The answer is already yes. "For telling James to shut up about Lily? We get it - You're getting married. Exciting but please -" He moves to raid her cupboards, searching for alcohol. "Do we need to hear about it 24/7?" Eyes finally look to Cee. "Did you move the firewhiskey?"

#consultingsister #;sirius & cee { consultingsister } #;sirius starter #;to be added to tracker

[shivcomplex]

@consultingsister sent . . . for an angsty starter .

"it's fine. either way. it's fine." shiv says, for the hundredth time, because it feels too presumptuous to give an opinion, to say it out loud. it's why cecelia was dragged into this mess in the first place. she gets it.

sitting on the bathroom counter is a pregnancy test. sitting on the floor, neither of them can see it, but its presence looms. it took thirty minutes for shiv to even take it, and now she doesn't want to look. her hand rests instinctively on her stomach.

"do you remember the last time we were here?" the last pregnancy debacle. much younger, much less conflicted. then, and after every other nervous test she's taken, she could let out a sigh of relief after seeing that fortunate one stripe. now, much more than ever before, she can't imagine it being the same outcome.

#tw pregnancy #VERSE 4: SEASON 4. #DYN. CECELIA & SHIV. #consultingsister #WELL IT'S NOT ALL ABOUT QUEUE.

[spidersdance]

~ @consultingsister || Liked for a starter ~

The last person James Moriarty wants to see is Cecelia Holmes. Not only does she remind him of the nuisance that is Sherlock, he's also been plagued by a growing suspicion that she's managed to distract his sniper. His darling Sebby. The one man who he'd once trusted more than anyone else in the world. He's not sure if he's annoyed about the disloyalty in general, or if it's the fact that it's Sebastian who's been doing it.

"Fancy meeting you here." Jim steps to her, taking two glasses of champagne off a tray as he does so. "Are you on your own? No date?"

#consultingsister #spinning webs; jim & cecelia { consultingsister } #;starter #;to be added to tracker

[fxckingmoran-a]

~ @consultingsister || Liked for a starter ~

"What do you want for Christmas?" Seb clicks his tongue against his teeth, eyes glued to the phone as he scrolls through a website claiming to sell the 'most unique gifts for your partner'. It's not that he's bad at giving gifts - It's more so that they've been together so long that he wants to give her something she'll actually enjoy, rather than trying to impress her with flash. "Would you like a physical gift? Or something like a trip away somewhere? Oh -" Eyes look up. "We could combine both the gift and the engagement and just elope somewhere."

#consultingsister #;sebastian & cee { consultingsister } #;starter

[kingofthewebxxx]

Continued from here

“Exactly why I said it, is that how you drew Sebby in? Doesn’t take much, does it? He acts tough but at the end of the day, he’s a vulnerable lonely tiger, searching for a streak. Nevertheless, I can’t have you playing with my tiger without at least some ground rules, he doesn’t have to know unless you are into group activities” he teased with a cold grin. “Now my dear, I want you to do something for me, will you wear this earpiece and just do what I say, it will be fun for both of us, pretty promise. Although I would suggest you do it, memories can be so tedious to manipulate after all. Don’t be cross! I’m offering an opportunity to better get to know your beloved, go on; you know you want to” he holds out his hand to reveal a small earpiece, he glares at her, as if the amusement he had just been promising meant nothing to him, he was however very much looking forward to it.

@consultingsister @fxckingmoran

#consultingsister

[eulogier]

cont. / @consultingsister

felix has grown so used to saltburn parties that they hardly faze him. in his younger and more vulnerable years, felix was just a show-piece to say 'look at my pretty-faced son!' at these parties. now, he's left to drift from group to group. he finds himself searching for something more exciting in the midst of dancefloors, swigging from bottles of champagne that have touched a hundred other lips and puffing on cigarettes that have travelled across rooms.

it's hard to be bored when dressed up like an illustrious circus act. he went traditional, in contrast to venetia's purple peacock ensemble somewhere in the crowd, in glittering whites and golds. but he's sweaty under the mask, and his gold-feathered-lapel blazer has been long abandoned and he doubts he'll get it back. dressed down in a sheer button-up and jeans aligns moreso with the many tiny body-cons and wonky masks on display.

his luck is restored when he sees her. brown locks of hair and the very nicest legs on a lady in sight; if she's not kate middleton, she's cecelia holmes. he outstretches an arm, fingers grazing her shoulder blade, before he leans down to speak into her ear, the booming sounds of the latest chart music thrums over the sound of his voice. only he doesn't make it far before she swings up to find his lips, sending him stumbling backwards with her.

he doubles down, stepping back into her as his arms creep around her waist. they slot together right, he thinks, with her height. no neck cramp in sight. he wonders if cecelia would do this perfectly sober and, against her champagne flavoured lips, asks,   "how much have you had to drink?"   it's only slightly weird to think of her as something romantic. at the ease of which he's kissing her, it's significantly less difficult to imagine. the natural progression from here would usually come wordlessly, but he'll do her the honours of saying it aloud like a horny douche anyway.   "do you want to get out of here?"

#cw mature #google how to nicely call a woman tall and thin in a kind of poetic way. all im hearing is THEY TRIED TO PUT ME ON THE COVER OF VOGUE BUT #consultingsister #FELIX: I CHOOSE YOU!

[banschivs]

have i told you lately how much i love you and nix and just think you're the most fabulous writer and creator and storyteller? bc i am always thinking it

We love you! And cee, and just everything you've done with her over the years. I have said it lately, or at least something similar, but I'm forever in awe of the development, adaptability and world-building that I feel so lucky to have seen of Celia across all my blogs. You and Ms Holmes are an absolute staple and I MWAH at you xoxo

#consultingsister #cecelia's magnetic to me can't help it it's only natural #must suffer my fucky muse #and has done every single time #she's a trooper you're a trooper #mwah !

[epistrefei]

😊

😊 SMILING FACE WITH SMILING EYES — what are your oc's career/general life desires? what do they want to get the most out of life?

god, artemis has had such a long life, it is... hard to decipher what she truly wants. beyond the monotony, the forced existence of her, the fact that despite it all she wants to continue her existence? the reunification of her family. power. worship. those last two are pretty standard god things, i would think.

right now, she has a short list of goals to accomplish:

avoid the imminent doom of humanity, whether that is achieved through the death of ares and apollon or not

save her brother, apollon. she does not know if this will be possible.

reunite the greek pantheon and strive to a better future, perhaps to co-exist peacefully with humans.

... more company?

#consultingsister

[consvlting]

starter for @consultingsister

It was a familiar feeling, the nausea, the throbbing headache and stabbing pain in the abdominal area. It felt like a doubled down hangover, making him throw up sweat in excess. By now he knew the poisoning would last a few hours and it was definitely not fatal, but it was as unwelcome as the person who was causing it out of revenge.

"I do not care that you're angry about me putting that man in jail." he bitterly mumbled, already feeling his sister's presence and knowing that she was listening, even if he couldn't hear her over his own groans. She had likely been let in by Joan, unless she stopped neglecting her lockpicking abilities.

"He was a criminal, no good for y-" the last word was cut off by a strong gag reflex that made him bend over the toilet once again.

#verse. alt #consultingsister #he had it coming....... #also using jude because i like how unwell he looks and it sort of matches up

[sioraiocht]

~ @consultingsister || ❝ hey— look at me. it’s over. it’s done. we’re okay. ❞ { For Nat } ~

Natasha is running on sheer adrenaline, the past few days pushing her closer and closer to the edge of a breakdown. A sob wracks through her body, her fingers unclenching, letting the guns fall from her grasp. Ordinarily she's composed, never flinching, never letting emotion escape. However, being back in Russia - It unlocks memories that she'd prefer to keep buried. Add the threat to Cee's life on top of that and the emotions flood out of her. She nods, forcing herself to meet Cecelia's gaze, desperate for the comfort she finds there. "We're okay. Are you - You're not hurt, are you?"

#consultingsister #;nat & cee { consultingsister } #;to be added to tracker #do i know what's happening here? no #am I here for it? yes

[fxckingmoran]

~ @consultingsister || * you brought a knife to a gun fight, baby. ~

"Fuck me, that was kinda sexy, say it again." Sebastian's eyes crinkle, playful as he looks over at Cee. He flicks his knife shut, leaning forward onto his knees, head tilting towards the gun. "That's a big bit of kit for self-defence, darlin' - You expecting the mafia to barrel in here?"

#consultingsister #;sebastian & cee { consultingsister } #;answered #seb: i'm very turned on rn

[richardxoliverxmayhew]

"no grave can hold my body down, i'll crawl home to you"

hozier lyrics, hozier (expanded edition): ACCEPTING

II @consultingsister

Weighted breath pressed against his lungs as his downcast gaze scanned the all-too-familiar features of her face, searching for some form of relief. "I'd rather the aspect of death didn't come into the picture at all," he croaked, Richard's quiet words lilting towards the path of beseechment. "Cee, wha'ever this is... Wha'ever's come up, ye' can tell me. Please. I'd rather ye' tell me, tha' way we can figure this out together."

#consultingsister #//ohhhh hellooooo angst 👀// #boring job normal life;v #answered ask;

[shivcomplex]

SHIV LOOKED UP AT THE WHITE CEILING⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀her body star-fished on the living room floor. at some point earlier that evening, her husband had given the confirmation that he wouldn’t just be gone for the evening but all night. she left the text on the read and tossed her phone somewhere on the couch.

that was two hours ago, when shiv was still sitting politely, one glass of wine down the hatch. after a blurry sequence of events ( spurred by one more glass of wine and then plenty more straight from the bottle ) she ended up on the floor, the bottle clutched in her fist and a few too many thoughts spoken aloud. ⠀⠀“i don’t know. i don’t really give a fuck — but when he spends all night out and doesn’t even tell me why ? i guess it . . . hurts my feelings, or whatever.”

@consultingsister ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀❝  we  don’t  have  any  feelings,  what  are  you  talking  about? ❞ 

shiv glanced over at her, the unamused look only lasting a few seconds before she cracked a grin. ⠀⠀ “fuck off,” ⠀⠀ she laughed, lifting the bottle in her hand and precariously bringing it to her lips. a long sip later she was holding it out for cecelia, ⠀⠀ “i’m a fucking hypocrite anyway. if he was here i’d be wishing he wasn’t.”

#consultingsister #VERSE 5: POST-CANON. #ANSWERED.

[dontcxckitup]

@consultingsister​ hit the 💙

He looks up from the newspaper, staring right at a very familiar face. Really, he is starting to think meeting this woman is now longer a coincidence. Lowering the newspaper, Mallory leans back, his gaze never leaving her. “Did you get lost again?”

#consultingsister