I’m very into science these days.
Yeah, Cecil. Science.
Someone please explain to me how a grown ass man can be such a dork gods Cecil<33 There was obviously no way for me to avoid it.
STOP WITH MY OTP FEELS!
That barbarous barber Telly was trying to cut perfect Carlos’ perfect hair. Thankfully a good citizen of Night Vale handed me an object with which to stop such a terrible event from happening.
((Carlos- radiotook
Telly- jackiemakescomics))
This is perfect!
So this is Carlos
Imagine, if you will, Carlos’ first week in Night Vale. He doesn’t have much time for entertainment, such as watching T.V. or tuning into the radio show that he’s heard others talking about — including his colleagues. He’s too busy trying to settle in.
But.
As he wanders around town, going to the grocery store, to the bank, and other such places he can’t help but hear the whispers. ”So that must be Carlos.” ”Oh my, he really is perfect.” ”Why did Telly cut his hair?” Carlos is confused, but he shrugs it off. The little town is weird, so these whispers could mean anything. But even his coworkers are talking about him. “Beautiful, perfect Carlos,” giggle snort. So, finally, he asks them what’s going on. They tell him about Cecil’s radio show and how he goes on and on about him.
So Carlos goes home and tunes in, and he’s surprised to hear such a low, enticing voice complimenting him in every sentence. He wonders if he should be a touch bit creeped out since he’s never met this Cecil person, but a much larger part of him feels flattered.
From that day forward, he walks around Night Vale with a smile, telling people that he is, indeed, the beautiful Carlos. Someday, he’ll call into the station and talk with Cecil, or go visit him, but for now he’s content with that smooth, wonderful voice that calls him perfect.
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More Night Vale headcanons because I can’t stop. At all. I mean I tried honest but I just have to write them. Because Carlos, man. Perfect Carlos. And Cecil. And how the heck did it get so many notes so quickly?!
“Perfect, beautiful, Carlos…”
Carlos’ decided to listen to the Night Vale Radio Station while doing calculations one evening, not expecting to learn that he had an admirer.
The smile on my face when he smiled, just… wow. Perfect cosplay.
The real Cecil Baldwin has said that he enjoys seeing all the different headcanons.
Let me exult for a moment, though, that he actually does have an eye tattoo. Over his heart. And that it can take him up to three hours to record an episode because he keeps bursting into laughter and having to delete those takes.
On his facebook someone asked if he loves Carlos’ hair cause he’s jealous. He said, “I’m jealous of everyone with hair. (cries into hands)”
THIS JUST IN
RL CECIL IS AS DORKY AND ADORABLE AS NIGHT VALE CECIL
I DUNNO ABOUT YOU BUT I’M GONNA GO SIT IN A CORNER AND CRY NOW
Oh no guys he’s a cutie! And adorkable!
Beware the Dog Park
(going along with the idea that Cecil is a normal radio host who’s just bored and making up stories found here)
Imagine that there’s actually nothing wrong with the dog park. It’s just that Cecil is a dog person, and the dogs of Night Vale are full of loyal, physically adorable breeds that put a smile on Cecil’s face. Except he can’t afford a pup, because the breeds of Night Vale are beautifully expensive. So he avoids the dog park because seeing the dogs makes him sad that he can’t have one. The hooded figures are the wealthy citizens of Night Vale who can afford the luxury dogs. Who walk around with them, flaunting the fact that they can afford them. They probably don’t even play with them, they just show them off, and it irritates Cecil to no end.
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