#wtse

[bulkhummus]

for @sm0kebreaks — their kevin and jon

#wtse #welcome to night vale #wtnv #tma #the magnus archives #kevin wtdb #kevin wtnv #jon sims #art tag

[kerink]

>new idea >immediately make it wtse

#wtse #by me

[zeenimf]

Where the Sea Ends | Prologue

After considering which part of the first few chapters would be the most interesting to share I realised that nothing could beat the prologue, so here it is! I hope you enjoy the vibes and that Seo's character is clear, even if she doesn't say a whole lot. read more about where the sea ends here

The eastern dunes of Feendal rise from an ocean of thorn and brush. The wind dances through the long grasses, giving the illusion of the hills moving up and down with each gust. When the wind lulls the breaking of waves on the beach can be heard. The ocean eats at the earth, taking a little bite from the dunes each time the tides rise. Such a quiet advance would surely be undetectable. One dune rises out above all others. The hill’s recline is gradual, its top flattened. A nimf stands there, motionless, one carrying the name of Seo. Her skin is the same colour as the sand her feet are rooted in. Her simple white dress and long blond hairs flow in the wind like leaves, two pointed ears stick out like branches.

A grave has been carved out of the dune in front of her. Perfectly round mounds of sand on either side are the only proof of the recent dig. Seo’s foot breaks free from the sand and carries her to the edge. Light blue eyes peer down, emotionless, empty. Most would wince at the sight of the body lying in the crave, but Seo’s face remains the same. The body is without clothes. Yet the way the crystal-like grains of sand falls onto her skin in such a gentle way, creating golden clouds as they drift down. Her white hairs colour the sand like rays of sun. You cannot see where the earth ends and her body begins. Seo opens the pouch hanging from her waist, producing a number of pure green birch leaves. She scatters the leaves over the body. Her motions are practised, rigid, ceremonial. Her devoted focus keeps her rooted to the dune, keeping emotions at bay, if there are any. When the leaves have all dwindled to the bottom she takes a step back and holds out her left hand. With a flash of pink light, a staff materialises in her hands. It is a metre and a half long, roughly the same length as Seo. Dark pine wood swirls its way around the staff’s core. The branches swirl up, tightly holding a pink salt crystal at its end. With a wave of her staff the sand from the two mounds begins to slide back into the grave, gently hiding the white hairs, then her body and lastly, her face. The wind picks up again, blowing golden hairs in front of Seo’s face, hiding the conflict cast on her face. It forces her to take a deep breath, to steady her heart. She bends her knees and picks up the branch lying next to her. When the sand has all returned to the dune she takes two steps forward. The crystal on her staff lights up, buzzing softly, content. She hovers hairs above the grave, unwilling to desecrate sacred ground. The twig is a fresh branch from a birch tree, and a short oak twig has been cut into the top. Seo pushes the branch into the ground until the oak twig is two touches the sand only at its end. She steps away again and points at the twig with her staff. Roots rumble beneath the sand, growling at the dune before leaving the quiet afternoon in the capable hands of the winds. The setting sun watches over Seo as she stands near the grave. If it weren’t for the sapling, it would and ordinary hill. But now everyone will know its significance. She turns around when the sun has almost vanished beneath the eastern ocean and slumps away from the grave. Each footprint is swiftly blown away by the wind, as if she hadn’t been there at all. When she reaches the next dune she spots a young boy hiding behind a brush. The sand reaches up to his ankles. He must have been watching for a long time. “Are you a nimf?” he asks. Seo turns towards him, shoulders slumped, eyes hidden behind her hair. “Did you bury Ikuzand the Great? Is it really true that she’s dead?” She returns her gaze to the dune she was heading towards. Her answer is barely audible as she forces her body to walk again, slowly beginning her journey home. “Yeah”

※ taglist for Where the Sea Ends :※ let me know if you'd like to be added / removed @kk7-rbs

#fantasy #writeblr #prologue #spilled ink #fantasy novel #nederlandse fantasy #wtse #I hope you enjoy <3

[thelonelymuffin]

favorite dynamic

#shitpost #ava #avm #welcome to somewhere else #wtse #yhs #yea those r the only ones i can think abt

[h1tmanmode]

welcome to somewhere else is really heartbreaking but also extremely funny

(created by with @kerink, @game-warden, and @sm0kebreaks. lmk if i missed any)

also idk if wtse has melanie and georgie designs so i just used my own ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

#wtse #welcome to somewhere else #welcome to night vale #wtnv #tma #the magnus archives #jonathan sims #carlos the scientist #cecil palmer #martin blackwood #melanie king #georgie barker #my art #blah. tags

[pooks]

my response on @sm0kebreaks comic here and i can't believe that Cecil just girlbossed against the Fears, like that ain't shit 😂😂

what an icon, honestly

#tma #wtnv #the magnus archives #welcome to night vale #welcome to somewhere else #cecil palmer #tma the fears #cecil just girlboss the fears like a pro #wtse #wtse meme

[cuppachar]

Where The Shadow Ends by Cuppa_Char

Fandom: Ted Lasso

Jamie and Colin are involved in a road traffic collision and Roy is Jamie's emergency contact.

Or, Or, Jamie has abandonment issues and feels like he's losing his family, and he's terrified Ted's gonna (finally) get rid of him.

Ch. 4

“Zava sees someone who overthinks, trapped in his head with other people’s expectations,” the thing is, Zava’s not wrong. Ever since he’d shaken loose his father’s shackles, he did overthink, hesitant and conflicted, between what had literally been beaten into him and what he knew was right, and what he thought others wanted from him. And that did leave him stuck in his head at times, so much that he needed someone else, like Roy, to drag him out of it. “And Zava hears that the Great Jamie Tartt allowed his father into the locker room, allowed himself to be bullied -”

“Oi,” Isaac snaps, suddenly in between Jamie and Zava, hand on Zava’s chest, not quite pushing, but ready to. Sam and the others start to stand. Jan Mass takes a step closer as Dani looks on, wide-eyed and hurt, as though the last dregs of his idol were disintegrating in front of his eyes. “That’s a bit fucking personal, mate. You’re going too far.”

Warning: Zava is a cruel and nasty as well as an egotistical football wunder-star. There is also gaslighting of a character in regards to previous abuse.

#fic #mine #wtse #where the shadow ends #jamie tartt #colin hughes #head injury #zava #roy kent #ted lasso #isaac mcadoo #afc richmond family #hurt/comfort #ted lasso tv

[not-the-archivist]

I love a lot of Welcome to Somewhere Else headcanons but I feel like we're overlooking something.

Annabelle Cane as the head of the Teach a Spider to Read program

#i just think shes neat #(I am in fact in love with her) #tma #the magnus archives #annabelle cane #wtnv #wtse #teach a spider to read program #welcome to night vale #welcome to somewhere else

[thelostcolony-ao3]

WTSE UPDATE COMING MAY 8TH

#where the sunlight ends #wtse #long time no speak folks!!! nice to see you!

[thelostcolonyao3]

OKAY so here's the dealio

I have the next chapter IN PROGRESS, and it is BEING written, but a bunch of different little life things keep cropping up before I can properly finish and edit it, so my promise to you is that it WILL be updated at some point, but I can no longer promise an exact date. Grad school has started and life has, as it does, gotten busy again. Thank you for your patience regarding my long awaited return ! <3

#wtse

[fuckyeaheffectspedals]

Current state of the pedalboard and the my new guitar. I've been wanting a 72 Deluxe Reissue since well before this blog ever started and for some reason I was just never able to scoop one up. This is a 60th anniversary Tele and the neck is perfection. Really digging how different it is from my Yamahas. Happy to have it in the arsenal.

#pedals #effects #telecaster #72 deluxe tele #electronic audio experiments #red panda #bondi effects #caroline guitar co #beautiful noise effects #wtse #sick as #sending #halberd #megabyte #context

[bulkhummus]

commission for @sm0kebreaks <33 kiss kiss

#their cecil and jon designs <333 are THE BOMB love em love em so much #im in love with the six finger concept its absolutely brilliant #i love when things are only slightly off thats my Brand love it ugh #wtse #wtnv #welcome to night vale #tma #the magnus archives #art tag #commissions

[kerink]

martin entertains the girls

@wtse by me, @sm0kebreaks, and @game-warden

#tma #the magnus archives #martin blackwood #basira hussain #georgie barker #melanie king #wtse #welcome to somewhere else #by me

[zeenimf]

Where the Sea Ends: Wuodan's Domain

This excerpt comes from my wip Where the Sea Ends. Transcription and taglist below the cut:

Ink-black fog leaks out of the blades of grass, growing higher and higher until Seo can barely see the trees in front of her. When the world has gone dark the earth begins to rumble, and the leaves follow suit, rustling in the wind. Even the bark joins in. This ensemble of sound cries out in unison, and with it, the will of the earth is given voice.

A nimf stumbles into my woods

The voice is dark and raspy. Seo knows that the voice is restraining itself, restricting the strength of the voice lest it shreds Seo to pieces. A sensible mage would run as fast as they could, while a senseless one may have drawn their weapon. But Seo stands still, halting even her breath.

Thin roots slither out of the fog, manoeuvring in between the plants before lurching at Seo. They wrap themselves around her legs and arms. Even if Seo changes her mind, now there is no more escaping.

A foolish one, too. Is it a desire for power that has caused you to crawl out of the sand you call home?

Seo groans. The roots hold her arms tightly and it wouldn’t be long before her limbs will grow numb.

“I have come only to bargain.”

The leaves hiss at her bluntness.

“The woods will cease to exist too if the world floods, Wuodan. Or do you wish to hand over your domain to Azu and Uza?”

The roots pull at her, shaking her around before releasing their grip slightly.

I will not yield to poultry

From in between the trees in front of her a figure approaches. Its shape defies logic. Leaves rustle in a large cloud, and each time a crack appears in the cover of leaves, a blood-red eye can be seen staring at Seo. Branches penetrate the cloud to form a crooked crown. The hundreds of eyes slipping in and out of view all reach for Seo’s gaze, but she promptly closes her eyes, doing her best to hide the shaking of her fingers.

Tell me then, Nimf of the Dunes, what brings you to my woods?

TAGLIST | Let me know if you'd like to be added/removed:

#fantasy #fiction #writeblr #spilled ink #excerpt #wtse

[thebookofthefaeries]

why do i feel like jon and carlos would get along so well?

#welcome to somewhere else #wtse #wtnv #tma #the magnus archives #jonmartin #carlos the scientist

[a-little-bit-of-ships-in-my-life]

SO MARVEL DECIDED TO PUT ALL THE THREE SPIDERMANS IN NWH AND THEY CREATED THE BEST BROTHER DINAMIC W/O KNOWING SO PEOPLE FROM AO3 AS ALWAYS DECIDED TO WRITE POST NWH FICS WITH A TON OF ANGST BUT A LOF OF FOUND FAMILY TROPE LIKE THIS ONE WHERE PETER 1 IS TRYING TO FIGURE HIS LIFE WHILE SUFFERING FROM A DEEP ASS DEPRESSION AFTER MAY DIED AND PETER 2 COMES BACK TO HIS UNIVERSE BUT STARTS SUFFERING FROM IMPOSTOR SYNDROME BUT MJ, HARRY AND LIZ ARE BACKING HIM UP AND PETER 3 TRIES TO GO BACK TO HIS LIFE AFTER GWEN AND FINDS FRIENDS AND IS GOING FOWARD IN LIFE BUT THE LAST TWO ARE LOOKING HOW TO COME BACK TO ONE ANOTHER AND IT SEEMS THE ANSWER IS THE REACTOR FROM THE SECOND MOVIE OR THIS ONE FIC WHERE OLIVIA OCTAVIUS IS THE VILLIAN AND FUCKS THE UNIVERSE AGAIN AND PETER 1 IS DEPRESSED AS FUCK AND HIS DEPRESSED ASS TEARS PORTALS OPEN AND PETER 3 ARRIVES WHEN HE'S CONTEMPLING HIS LIFE AND THEY START HAVING THE CUTEST BROTHERS RELATIONSHIP AND PETER 1 TELLS HIM HIS HUGS FEELS LIKE BEN AND PETER 2 ARRIVES TOO BECAUSE OF SHIT GOING MAYHEM AND PETER 1 THINKS HIS HUGS FEELS LIKE HIS FATHER HUGS AND THEY KICK HER ASS OR LIKE THIS ONE OTHER FIC WHERE PETER 1 IS SUICIDAL ON TOP OP DEPRESSIVE BUT KEEPS TRAVELING THROUGH DIMENSIONS BECAUSE WHY NOT AND FINDS PETER 2 AND 3 BUT THEN WHEN HE TRIES TO GO BACK TO MJ SHE TELLS HIM SHE'S IN A RELATIONSHIP AND THAT'S CRACKS HIM UP AND DECIDES TO END IT ALL BUT HIS BROTHERS STEP INTO THE DIMENSION TO SAVE HIM AND THE HEALING PROCESS IS SO GOOD AND SAD AND CUTE OR IN THIS ONE WHERE THEY SHARE THE SAME LUCID DREAMS AND TALKS TO EACH OTHER AND TRY TO FIND AGAIN AND PETER 1 LIFES GOES SLOWLY BETTER OR IN THIS ONE WHERE PETER 3 TALKS TO HIS MJ AND FINDS A WAY TO TRAVEL THROUGH DIMENSIONS AND ENDS IN PETER 1 DIMENSION AND THEY HAVE A NICE TIME AND HE TELLS HIM HE LOVES HIM TOO AND THEY TRAVEL TO PETER 2 DIMENSION TOGETHER AND END TRYING TO FIND A WAY TO TRAVEL AS THEY PLEASE TOGETHER, IN GENERAL SPIDERBROS FANFICS ON AO3 ARE MY REASON TO KEE GOING AT THIS POINT DUDE AND-

#spiderman #peter parker #spiderman nwh #Wtse #Where the sunlight ends #Parker's theorem #Not Alone #To meet again #fanfiction #ao3 #GUYS #GUUUUUUUYS #FANFICTION IS MY LIFE #LOVE TO ALL OF THESE AUTHORS #You know his initials are mj right? #GOOD SHIT