#pamela winchell

[crabjest]

More designs because wow Night Vale politics are thrilling <<<<3

#I just tried their horror podcast and I am living my best life #ultimate background sound #welcome to night vale #wtnv #Hiram McDaniels #Pamela Winchell #the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home #Dana Cardinal #fanart #crabjestart

[tefmiles]

i made this two years ago but i’m bringing it back because i was a fucking genius. this is her

#wtnv #welcome to night vale #tiktok #pamela winchell

[kerink]

@cecilosweek day 4 prompt wedding

#cecilos week 2023 #wtnv #welcome to night vale #cecil palmer #carlos the scientist #abby palmer #steve carlsberg #janice palmer #old woman josie #earl harlan #dana cardinal #sheriff sam #maureen johnson #michelle nguyen #pamela winchell #kevin wtnv #lauren mallard #by me #illustration

[cowboyinternist]

maybe u could draw pamela winchell the world's most beautiful director of emergency press conferences (and also director of my heart). peace and love and don't forget to be yourself

bbeautiful butch women with bad hair

#this was rlly fun i don’t think ive ever drawn her before #wtnv #welcome to night vale #pamela winchell #request tag

[nonbinary-catboy]

Constantly obsessed with the fact that Pamela Winchell sees Deb just as a normal human. And thinks shes cute

#my art #wtnv #wtnv fanart #welcome to night vale #welcome to night vale fanart #deb wtnv #deb the sentient patch of haze #wtnv podcast #pamela winchell #pamela wtnv #wow! its great that ive had so much time to draw lately <- guy who is procrastinating on homework

[ineffable-gallimaufry]

i think that we all need to talk about the sunlite all-day café more because. that rhyme is just artful. and also we need to talk about episode 204 more in general.

#my art #wtnv #welcome to night vale #sunlite all-day café #wtnv 204 #cecil gershwin palmer #cecil palmer #svitz #franchia #esteban palmer #desert bluffs #graphic design #just trying to tag things there are allusions to ok #pamela winchell #skeleton canyon #mary mulligan #vermillion falls #a vague yet menacing government agency #add id later #because. it's going to be a whole ordeal

[this-is-a-podcast-fanblog]

night vale characters who are lesbian

technically these are all headcanons since im not including the canon lesbian characters like maureen but in my heart i know that these are all true and factual it was revealed to me in a dream

janet lubelle

mother lauren mallard

dana cardinal (ace lesbian)

sheriff sam (nonbinary lesbian!)

pamela winchell (dating trish)

trish hidge (dating pamela)

huntokar

the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home (the book was all comphet)

#wtnv #janet lubelle #lauren mallard #dana cardinal #sheriff sam #pamela winchell #huntokar #tfowwsliny

[w2nv]

and what if the side character i requested for drawing was Kasper Rhodes 😁😁😁

What if I did both what then

#art tag #NOT V HAPPY WITH THESE BUT EH SHRUGS #welcome to night vale #welcome to nightvale #wtnv podcast #wtnv kasper #kasper rhodes #pamela winchell

[desert-bluffs-and-me]

#wtnv #welcome to night vale #polls #pamela winchell #lauren mallard

[paperbulletsoftheforebrain]

I love that there’s only a single degree of separation between Welcome to Night Vale and Taskmaster: Desiree Burch. She played Pamela Winchell and was in the 12th season of Taskmaster.

#taskmaster #desiree burch #welcome to night vale #WTNV #pamela winchell

[wipbigbang]

WIP Big Bang 2023 Round Starting April 1st!

What is the WIP Big Bang? Good question! This is a Big Bang with one goal in mind: to clean out your fanfic drafts folder. These are stories that were unfinished for whatever reason, that authors returned to and completed, and the art that goes with them!

Please read our FAQ/check out our schedule for more details.

#signal boost #fandom event #welcome to night vale #carlos #cecil gershwin palmer #dana cardinal #kevin #lauren mallard #the faceless old woman who secretly lives in your home #hiram mcdaniels #josefina ortiz #steve carlsberg #tamika flynn #intern maureen #michelle nguyen #john peters #pamela winchell #sheriff sam

[screamingsilentlyintothevoid]

A weird mentor-student-ish adventure staring Pamela Winchell and Tamika Flynn.

That would be fun.

#welcome to night vale #night vale community radio #night vale #wtnv #nvcr #good night night vale #pamela winchell #mayor winchell #tamika flynn #councilwoman flynn

[bellatrixobsessed1]

Welcome To Storyvale

Is this the most self-indulgent thing that I’ve written yet? Absolutely.

Summary: A town full of fairy tale characters is whisked away to Maine. Somewhere, in some dimension there is a strange town in a desert. Magic and curses have struck Storybrooke one too many times and now something has slipped through the fissures in the fabric of time and space. Two strange little towns that shouldn’t exist now exist together.

There is a lighthouse in the desert. 

Ever glowing, but never shining.

The lighthouse does not light. In actuality the beam it casts is a shadow.

But it is a lighthouse.

It doesn’t light, it vibrates. 

Welcome to Storyvale.

Storybrooke has always been an odd place in its own right, with its own quirky little cast of characters and its own array of bizarre happenings–strange even for a town infested with magic and curses. 

But never so strange has it been since another town had dropped itself on to theirs. It was an overlap, a clashing of realities. Another layer of something that is not supposed to exist on top of something that was already not supposed to exist. 

It started with the flickering neon sign of a suddenly manifesting Arbey’s and a radio tower that hummed like a curse in the making. 

The calls started coming in at one in the morning. 1:27 to be exact. And when Sheriff Swan’s police and personal lines grew overwhelmed they started calling Mayor Mills directly. 

Leroy always does such a fantastic job with stirring up a panic. For such a small man, his voice has a thunder. And that thunder is rumbling all across Storybrooke, making its way passed the newly sprouted fields of imaginary corn and to the town line. He bellows all the way there, “it’s here, it’s heeeeere!” 

He doesn’t yet know what it is. 

Just that it is here. 

“It’s! Here!” 

“What’s here Leroy?” Belle steps out of Gold’s Pawn Shop. 

And Leroy pauses. “An…an Arby’s.” It is more serious than that, he knows. There is something inexplicably off about that Arby’s. Something uncanny on a primordial level. Something vaguely unsettling. Something like that hearleaping moment when missing a stair and catching yourself just before you can take tumble. But he can’t comprehend that yet so he repeats, “an Arby’s.” 

Belle furrows her brows and Leroy continues his desperate sprint. He is across the street before Mr. Gold finally emerges from the backroom of the shop. 

“And as every upstanding citizen should, they are all outside running. Pointing. Nightvale, I think that our new quantum friends aren’t so different from us. Do not panic, Nightvale. No not…” 

There is a piercing wail, a shrill tone with the sound of nails, polished red and chipping, clicking on a counter intermittently. 

A good portion of the town stands with Leroy; Granny and Ruby and those who had been sharing a meal in the diner that used to be Granny’s but is now Granny’s with an Arby’s sign in front of it. Dr. Hopper and Kathryn stand side by side while Dr. Whale converses with Ashley Boyd and Mother Superior. Leroy initiates a conversation with Larry Leroy who he has never met but has known all his life.

Just as he does not know the Arby’s, he does know Larry Leroy.

The Charmings pull up to the town line, the headlights of the police car light up the town sign;

*Static*

“Welcome to Storyvale, dear listeners.”

*Static*

Just down the road from the sign that reads ‘Welcome to Storyvale’, Regina finds herself wandering, against her better judgment, towards the Arby’s that is also Granny’s. The street is empty. Empty and occupied by a feeling of loss and mourning and that sensation you get when you find a ten dollar bill caught against a grate and flapping about. She finds herself lingering beneath the flickering stoplight amid a line of stalled and abandoned cars. 

The wind howls.

It is curiously hot for late autumn. So hot that it chills Mayor Mills to the bone. She burrows deeper into her coat. In her office, the phone rings and rings…

And rings. 

And rings…

Regina comes to the parking lot where she lingers for a time beneath the Arby’s sing that is beneath the strange lights. 

Their purple lights fight with the red of the Arby’s sign over which will bathe Regina’s face with its glow. Before they can get that worked out between the two of them, Regina’s face is no longer there to cast a glow upon. 

The mayor stuffs her hands into her pockets and opens the door to Granny’s but enters the Arby’s. 

The Arby’s is empty.

All but one booth. 

The woman occupying the booth sits with one hand around a coffee mug and the other holding a taco that could only be from Taco Bell, but the woman is adamant that she had indeed bought this taco from the Arbey’s and that Arbey’s had always served bastardized abominations of traditional cultural dishes. “This is Arby’s. A-rrr-r-by. ‘Ssss.”

In her own rights the woman reminds Regina of herself. Herself if she were perhaps three or four times removed from who she is now. 

Director of emergency press conferences, Pamela Winchell reaches her hand out and shakes Regina’s before Regina even realizes that she too had extended her hand. 

*Static* The world glitches and winks. *Static*

“You can let go now.” Regina says.

“Then stop holding on.” Pamella replies. And Regina realizes that the woman had stopped holding her had perhaps a minute or two ago. Pamela smiles…

*A piercing wail, nails on a chalkboard*

“Who are you?” Regina has never been fond of mysterious guests–interlopers, interlopers, inteeeerlopersss–they always make a perfect mess of things. She is not fond of things and people that aren’t supposed to be here. Things fall apart when outsiders enter whether it is the breaking of her precious curse or a pair of fools like Greg and Tamara… “How did you find my town?”

“Our town.”

“My. Town.” Regina insists. “How did you find my town, it…”

“Doesn’t exist.” Pamela finishes. “Does anything really exist?” And as mayors tend to do–even former mayors–Pamela Winchell vanishes in a puff of green smoke.

Regina is alone in the Arby’s that is also Granny’s.

Alone and the jukebox is playing the weather; 

“I'll stop the world and melt with you

You've seen the difference and it's getting better all the time

There's nothing you and I won't do

I'll stop the world and melt with you”

Regina closes her eyes. And those flickering lights bob and dance, painting the Arby’s that is also Granny’s in hazes of purple and red and red and purple and also magenta. 

Regina likes the color purple. 

Regina does not like outsiders. 

By the town line Sheriff Swan and her parents emerge from a police car. It is not the only police car on the scene but it is a police car. Sheriff Swan’s three man team of Not So Secret Police walk to greet Sheriff Sam's Secret Police.

Sirens don’t wail and red and blues don’t flash. Helicopter blades whir, unseen by those below. 

There is a rumble, a murmur as citizens of Storybrook and occupants of Nightvale become increasingly aware of one another. Increasingly aware that they are now dwelling in–and perhaps have always dwelt in–the very same place in spacetime as each other.

They are scared. 

They are crying. 

They are laughing. 

They are happy. 

They aren’t alone anymore in their eccentric pockets of the universe. Aren’t alone in the oddity of their respective existences. And so, with fluids–be they tears, blood, or black ooze–leaking down their cheeks, they welcome one another home although no one has left home at all. 

Their dimensions entangle, embrace like long lost lovers learning to fit one another’s body’s once again. 

“Of course this is going to be a confusing and maybe frightening time for Nightvale. But we are no stranger to the horrific abominations of the universe. We after all have dealt with the moon. So let us not cast out these interlopers, but accept they and their strange customs. Really, who greets someone with ‘hello’ anyways?! How weird…is. That?” He sighs into the microphone. “Stay tuned for a collective tortured screaming as we all begin to realize that what we knew is not what we know now. And goodnight Nightvale…goodnight Storyvale, good night.”

#Once Upon A Time #Welcome To Nightvale #Crossover #Regina Mills #Emma Swan #Mary Margret Blanchard #David Nolan #Cecil Palmer #Pamela Winchell #Fanfiction

[nonbinary-catboy]

I think Sam and Pamela are buddies and occasionally work together to be more of a menace to society than they are usually. thank you for your time

#wtnv #my art #wtnv fanart #welcome to night vale #pamela winchell #sherrif sam #i got rained on multiple times today rip #but one of my classes got canceled so thats nice

[ineffable-gallimaufry]

pamela is just so pathetic and silly in so many ways

#pamela winchell #wtnv #it devours! liveblog

[zipper-zipp]

LMAOO

"Keep it to yourself king charles, nobody asked."

-Pamela Winchell 15 Sept 2015

#wtnv quotes #welcome to nightvale #pamela winchell #king charles