"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

goodnightcecil-goodnight:

goodnightcecil-goodnight:

"I… I didn’t want you to worry…" he murmured. "Don’t worry, I’m fine. It doesn’t matter."

Cecil woke up a few times, coughing, but was always so tired and delirious he didn’t have the common sense to do anything other than snuggle up to Earl a little bit more. After a few hours, he woke up to a violent coughing fit. That got his mind going. He pulled away from Earl, so neither of them would get hurt. After he got his breathing back to normal, he leaned back on the couch, and closed his eyes. He probably needed to make some tea…

When Cecil coughed for a short time, then fell back asleep, Earl barely woke.  But when it became more violent, he sat up, blinking.  ”…Cecil?” he murmured, rubbing his eyes.  ”Are you okay?  Do you need a drink?”

askcarlosthesscientist:

askcarlosthesscientist:

Your muse playing with their hair

Hazel eyes fluttered closed as the sensation of fingers combing through hair intensified. “What, do you have a fixation on my hair now, too?” The murmur arose from Carlos’ lips drowsily as he leaned his head back against Earl’s fingers.

"And your conclusion?" came the inevitable question, one eyelid lifting lazily to allow the scientist part of his vision back.

Earl’s fingers worked their way slowly up to the top of Carlos’s head, and lightly up to his hairline.  ”I have to say, it’s nice hair.”

"Why didn't you tell me about this?"

goodnightcecil-goodnight:

goodnightcecil-goodnight:

"I… I didn’t want you to worry…" he murmured. "Don’t worry, I’m fine. It doesn’t matter."

After a few minutes of Earl playing with his hair, he was asleep. There was a soft smile on his face as his chest steadily rose and fell. He felt happier now. He felt safer, more comfortable. Everything felt right.

Earl smiled and continued to play with Cecil’s hair after he fell asleep.  Eventually he also drifted off leaning on Cecil, their heads resting against each other.

"T e l l me where it h u r t s..."

whispering-in-the-woods:

incorporearl:

Earl sucked in his breath sharply and shook his head.  ”…Twisted my ankle,” he hissed, limping along.

"W e like this…" it smiled gently. "We like you… we t h i n k. It is strange…" It had never experienced such feelings. Earl made it feel.. warm. "What do y o u feel?"

Earl smiled, running his fingers through its hair.  ”You think so?  Hm…  well I’m happy I met you, and that I could show you so many things.  …And that you seem to like the world, too.  You’re different… but I think that’s mostly because this is all new to you.  I love that you want to learn about it.  I’d like you to come back here, and I’d like to go to the forest again.  You’re… warm and gentle and… new.  But as you get more familiar with the world, I don’t think I would like you any less.  I like how thoughtful and quiet you are.  And I like hearing what you have to say, and the fact that you listen so well.”  He laughed slightly.  ”Er… it’s a good thing you do listen well, because I tend to ramble a bit sometimes.  Like now.  I’m not sure if that’s what you were really asking.”

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

Cecil barely managed to suppress a squeak as he felt the gentle touch, the deep purple blush returning almost immediately. “I-I missed you too.” He said shyly, beginning to stroke Koshekh’s fur gently. 

"I’m glad you weren’t alone, though."  Carlos’s eyes lit up.  "…Oh!  I can show you my findings that I’ve been collecting, if you want.  Soil samples, water testing, air quality meter readings…  And some of the… well, animals, I guess - that are out there!  The interns said they’re not normal, even for Night Vale!  I managed to scrape up some blood from one, and a bit of its hair too.  It doesn’t match anything I’ve ever studied."

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

Cecil nodded, somehow managing to hide a blush as their eyes met. “Neat!” He replied, immediately kicking himself mentally for using the stupid word. How many times had he said that now? He probably seemed so stupid! 

Carlos’s smile softened, and he reached out to brush Cecil’s sleeve with his fingertips.  ”I’m so glad you’re okay…  I was really starting to miss you.”

"T e l l me where it h u r t s..."

whispering-in-the-woods:

incorporearl:

Earl sucked in his breath sharply and shook his head.  ”…Twisted my ankle,” he hissed, limping along.

"W h a t does it m e a n to outsiders?" Hush asked curiously. "This…" It wondered what such contact meant to him, what he expected of it.

"It can mean a lot of different things to different people.  For me… it means I like you, I like being close to you, and it feels good to hold you… and that I hope you feel similarly, because if you didn’t, that would negate the whole thing."

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

Cecil watched the two with a fond smile before moving over to Carlos, watching him eagerly. 

Carlos had managed to pry a kitten’s mouth open to take a peek inside, but jerked away when it snapped his metal pen’s end off and hopped away with a swish of its spined tail.  He shook his head and looked over at Cecil, his face lighting up when their eyes met.  ”I’m glad you got them out safely!  They appear to be healthy, and Khoshekh is… at least on the mend.”

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

She nodded a little, giving him a small smile. “I’ll be okay in a little bit, I promise.” She said softly, resting her head on his shoulder. 

"Take all the time you need," he murmured, putting an arm lightly around her.

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

"I’ve never been very comfortable around people…" She admitted quietly. "I just need a little while to adjust…" 

"…I’m kind of the same way.  At least groups of people I don’t know.  Older ones, especially.  At this point, though, I’m just glad there are other survivors."

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

The girl nodded a little, giving him a small smile, though it wasn’t fully convincing. 

Earl smiled back.  ”…It’s weird to have all these people around, I know.” he murmured.

wtnv mbti types

steveeugenecarlsberg:

  • cecil palmer: enfj
  • carlos the scientist: intp
  • steve carlsberg: infj
  • dana cardinal: infp
  • tamika flynn: intj
  • kevin: esfj
  • lauren mallard: entj
  • hiram mcdaniels: estp
  • faceless old woman: istp

thesoothingvoiceofnightvale:

Cecil has a bad habit of never deleting contacts out of his phone, but it turned out to be a rather good thing when he needed to talk to people he hadn’t talked to in years. “Earl! Hello, I was wondering if I could interview you for the show.”

"Ah - Cecil!"  Earl grinned.  "Hi!  …Oh, um… uh… sure, yeah.  Er… could you maybe… like go over the questions you’re going to ask me beforehand?  Or at least a general idea of them?  I… I get nervous on the spot, and I… probably wouldn’t represent myself as well as I should if I’m not prepared."

"T e l l me where it h u r t s..."

whispering-in-the-woods:

incorporearl:

Earl sucked in his breath sharply and shook his head.  ”…Twisted my ankle,” he hissed, limping along.

It smiled gently, hugging him. “The c o n t a c t is nice…”

"It is!  I’ve always liked contact."  He sighed comfortably and nuzzled into Hush’s hair.

"It's quiet out there..." Cecil whispered quietly, pressing a little closer to Earl as he strained his ears, trying to listen for even the slightest sound.

justaradiohost:

incorporearl:

Earl nodded, straining to listen.  There hadn’t been a crash or a a rumble for nearly an hour…

"I’m going to check it out," he whispered, creeping over to the door… and hoping nothing had fallen over it to keep it shut.

The girl leaned slightly into the scout master as she watched the strangers carefully, biting her lip a little. 

"You okay?" he asked softly, rubbing her arm a bit.