I know I’ve posted this before (tho not in this resolution) and yes, I know this Cecil is my headcanon and not everybody’s cup of tea, but this image perfectly personifies why it is BEYOND ME why Carlos would rather hang out in a desert when he has this dark creature of the night waiting for him at home.

There’s no understanding some people…

< Rant >
I know I’ve been bitching about it for a better part of a week now, but the episode ‘A Carnival Comes to Town’ really put a bad taste in my mouth (pun not intended).

Admittedly the episode dug up some old ghosts of mine that I thought were dead and buried, but it looks as though I hadn’t quite exorcised that baggage. That’s my issue and I own it. That being said, fuck Carlos. That’s right, fuck ‘em.

I’m seriously questioning any and all of Carlos’ intentions.
Listen, I get being into something so much that one blocks out the rest of the world. I get it. I love drawing, and I have zero free time, so if I actually get time to sit down and sketch something out, it is in your best interest not to bother me. However, Carlos has completely fallen down the rabbit hole and there is clearly no intent to even try getting back to Night Vale. Carlos loves scientific curiosities to the exclusion to all else. I even question whether he truly has feelings for Cecil at all. For an entire year he dismissed or downright ignored Cecil and it wasn’t until a nearly being killed by the civilization under lane five that he bothered to even talk to Cecil in a familiar or friendly tone. Come on, that’s some first year psychology shit right there.

And Earl as a potential love-triangle? Fuck Earl. That’s right, fuck ‘em.
They’ve been friends since childhood, and Earl can’t pick up phone to let Cecil know he isn’t dead? That’s some shady shit right there.

</ Rant >

I fully realize I have invested too much thought into fictional characters and that drama makes for good storytelling…so yeah.
Anyway, forgive the lack of polish and/or artistic effort. I had some free time to draw this evening, so I thought I’d squeeze out an idea that floating around my brain meat. It looks not so great but I’m just stoked I cranked out an eight panel mini-comic in and hour and a half. And admittedly halfway through I started giggling at the idea that Cecil wears clip-on sunglasses, but there ya go…

Here’s hoping we get a ‘How Cecil Got His Groove Back’ episode of Night Vale real soon…

wanderingfugitive
wanderingfugitive:

I never really gave Cecil a proper design in my headcanons because I was far too focused on my morbid love of Kevin, but after reading about the-bearded-professor's gothic, bearded Cecil it was as if my brain smacked me in the face with “Well, d’uh!”Tim Burton and music of the likes of Creature Feature, Danny Elfman, Voltaire etc has been a huge impact on my life and I once described Night Vale as Burton meets Lovecraft (possibly with a splash of Terry Pratchett in there for dark humour) so it made all the sense in the world to me to put a dark little spin on my own Cecil, and Night Vale in general.So now I have a Kevin and a Cecil, and a Khoshekh.As a bonus, have a little headcanon about his hair:Cecil fawns so much over Carlos’ hair because his own is wild and untameable and tends to stick up regardless of how much combing, wax, gel or hairspray he tries. At least it is short now, for which he is hugely thankful. When it was longer, it tended to eat his brushes and curl, as if alive, around anything that fell within its grasp.Kevin’s hair also sticks up in places, though it is not quite as spidery; which is immensely frustrating to him because it makes him look unprofessional. And he has to remain professional at all times!

Fuck YES.The internet (and my heart) needs more dark, strange, twisted and macabre Cecil Plamer.

wanderingfugitive:

I never really gave Cecil a proper design in my headcanons because I was far too focused on my morbid love of Kevin, but after reading about the-bearded-professor's gothic, bearded Cecil it was as if my brain smacked me in the face with “Well, d’uh!”

Tim Burton and music of the likes of Creature Feature, Danny Elfman, Voltaire etc has been a huge impact on my life and I once described Night Vale as Burton meets Lovecraft (possibly with a splash of Terry Pratchett in there for dark humour) so it made all the sense in the world to me to put a dark little spin on my own Cecil, and Night Vale in general.

So now I have a Kevin and a Cecil, and a Khoshekh.

As a bonus, have a little headcanon about his hair:
Cecil fawns so much over Carlos’ hair because his own is wild and untameable and tends to stick up regardless of how much combing, wax, gel or hairspray he tries. At least it is short now, for which he is hugely thankful. When it was longer, it tended to eat his brushes and curl, as if alive, around anything that fell within its grasp.
Kevin’s hair also sticks up in places, though it is not quite as spidery; which is immensely frustrating to him because it makes him look unprofessional. And he has to remain professional at all times!

Fuck YES.
The internet (and my heart) needs more dark, strange, twisted and macabre Cecil Plamer.

I was tagged by gabylopez
Rules: Answer the questions & tag at least 10 people. (meh, I’m loose with the rules)

Name: Edward
Nickname: Professor, Ed, Edd, Eddie, Mr. Ed, Eddie Munster, Deaddie Darko, Fagimus Prime
Birthday: September 5th
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Mostly queer, sometimes asexual by way of antisocial tendencies, yet always game for a good make-out session.
Height: 5’9”
Time zone: Mountain Time Zone (UTC-07:00)
What time and date is it there: Wednesday September 24th at 5:11PM
Average hours of sleep: Six
OTPs: Morricia & Gomez. Jack & Sally. Lestat & Louis. Elvira & any guy who owns a small town movie theater.
First word to come to mind: Nope
Last thing I said to my family: “I’ll call the next time I get a day off.”
One place that makes me happy and why: Boston Mass in the autumn season because of the cool crisp air, the foliage, fireball whiskey and apple cider, the literal and figurative sense of history, and the fact that you can’t walk more than a mile without stumbling upon a cemetery.
How many blankets do I sleep under: During the summer, one. During the winter, five.
Favourite beverage: Coffee
The last movie I watched in cinema was: Under The Skin
Three things I can’t live without: Coffee, RedBull & 5 Hour Energy
Something I plan on learning: I can sign conversationally, but I’d like to become fluent in ASL.
A piece of advice for your followers: You are your own universe.
My blog(s): Just this one.
You have to listen to this song: Feathery Wings by Voltaire

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