Carlos x CecilICarlos x CecilCarlos x Cecil by ~SilenceOfTheMongoose
"Good night, listeners. Good night."
Cecil smiled contently as he finished his latest broadcast. He stood up and stretched calmly, taking off his headset and running his hands through his hair. He strode through the break room, where (Name), now over waiting for him, sat reading an imaginary book, because visible books were still not working properly.
"Good night, (Name)!" Cecil beamed.
She looked up, startled at the interruption. "Oh! G'night, Mr. Palmer. Tell Carlos I said hello!" She drifted off for a moment thinking about Carlos's perfect hair. Cecil chose this moment to leave the station and walk to his car. It seemed like it took just a second to reach Carlos's apartment, probably because time does not and has never existed.
Cecil jogged up the stairs and opened the door to the lab. As usual, Carlos was slumped over his microscope with a slide in his hair. The radio host smiled tenderly and gently worked the scientific equipment out of his beloved's gorgeous locks
Cecil Baldwin x Reader: Unreciprocated"And now, listeners, the weather."Cecil Baldwin x Reader: Unreciprocated by ~SilenceOfTheMongoose
Cecil sighed as he took off the headset, shaking his head to return his hair to its former shape. As soon as he even moved an inch, the intern with (h/c) hair came up to him. "Um, I got you, this, um, coffee, Mr. Baldwin, um, sir..."
(Name) was a new recruit. Another intern had disappeared into the depths of the station management office, or vaporized by a shape that definitely didn't exist, and there had been no one to get him coffee after his broadcasts finished. He hated getting his own coffee. Those damn illiterate tarantulas were always hogging up the queue. So he had instructed any listener who was interested to miserably contemplate their existence in their living room. Of course, some people just had to take the extra step and ACTUALLY fill out an application form. Which was in fact very good for him, as he had been worried about whether or not he was actually reaching anyone. Otherwise no one would know that there was a community play at the
Flavours and Fun - EridanYou hummed to yourself as you did the occasional turn and twirl, cutting up thick and long pieces of cheese and running each piece along the metal surface of the cheese grader. You took the now degraded cheese and spread it on the tomato sauce-clad pieces of eggplant laid out before you. Once that was finished, you smile a little and placed the eggplants in the oven, setting the temperature to 400 degrees Celsius and set the timer to 15 minutes.Flavours and Fun - Eridan by ~SukiKimura
You sat in the living room and watched some Adventure Time, admiring and laughing at Finn and Jake’s antics, when you were interrupted by the pending arrival of your matesprit.
“I’m home!” he said as he walked in, taking off his shoes. Quickly closing the television screen – he didn’t need to know of your obsession with the “silly show” – you walked over to him and smiled slightly.
“Welcome home,” you said, crossing your arms over your chest as you leaned against the wall and nea