me and my bf (@eyeballseater) have committed some silly crime and have done matching pfps for each other
but it's not just some pfps, it's
KEVCIL MIKU BINDER MATCHING PFPS
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me and my bf (@eyeballseater) have committed some silly crime and have done matching pfps for each other
but it's not just some pfps, it's
KEVCIL MIKU BINDER MATCHING PFPS
Song For The Radio Silence
"Everyone says that one door opens when another closes, but usually it’s not this literal. Steve Carlsburg pushes a radio host through a door, he catches the sleeve of his double who’s not his double."
Or Kevin, Cecil, and a lighthouse in a desert that doesn't exist.
!!!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
“I can’t imagine a world where I know you, but have never felt love for you,” Carlos had told Cecil. “Maybe it wouldn’t look the same in every timeline, but I believe that every version of me, if he has met you and could still be called ‘me’ at all, loves every version of you.” But then, the two travel to a world where Desert Bluffs won the war against Strex instead of Night Vale, and where Carlos’ counterpart fell for Kevin long before he ever met a broken, blood-soaked Cecil in a lonely desert otherworld. As two chiral timelines collide around them, Carlos and Cecil are forced to face their unspoken feelings about Kevin, and Carlos’ hypothesis is put to the test.
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It’s finally here, friends! Check out chapter one of the fic I’ve been working on for ages! There’s lots of Kevcilos vibes, but this chapter is basically pure Cecilos fluff if that’s more your jam~
I'm sorry for posting obviously unfinished piece but rn in my life happens so much shit I can't even make myself eat something not to mention working on it any longer I wanna gouge my eyes out and throw myself off the bridge okay
anyway here is pride piece with kevcelos! every label is my headcanon and I won't discuss it!
here have Kevin sketchdumping (+ kevcecilos)
yes I AM Kevin apologist. he deserves rescue and deserves chance to live a normal life.
(firs pic: strex-corp!Kevin aka "normal" Kevin; second: post strex-corp Kevin (he let his hair grow out in a messy shit because strex-corp had strict rules for hairstyle and overall appearance))
WIP of pride month art and also I'm tryin to guess how thin is ice because i unapologetically ship kevcecilos and have a shit ton of thoughts on their ot3
(it was really fun to scroll through kevcec tag and find at least half dozen of "kys" wtf guys i thought we were already done with death threats over fcking pairings)