#optimisticyellowcrayon

[joannahunts-a]

@optimisticyellowcrayon volunteered to welcome Jo to bunkerverse!

Jo had seen a lot of weird things since the world had ended, but this was definitely up there. The man before her was a little overweight, which was unusual for the apocalypse, and clean, which was even weirder. She shifted the shotgun in her arm, taking a step closer.

The man’s eyes went wider as she approached, and he put his hands out. “No,” he told her, just a hint of panic in his voice. “No. No no no no,” he said, speaking so fast his words ran together. He took a few steps back, nearly stumbling over his own feet as he turned and awkwardly ran away.

Perplexed, Jo cocked her head, watching him stumble away for a moment before she followed him, wondering where the hell the nerd had come from... and where he was going. Heading around a grouping of boulders, Jo rounded the corner just in time to see the rather awkward man disappearing into what appeared to be a bright crack-shaped light hovering in mid-air.

“What the ever-living fuck?” Jo breathed, moving closer to the light. She’d heard rumors of the rips that had appeared, but this was the first time she’d ever seen one, and the man had just ran away through her.

Licking her lips, Jo looked around and gathered her thoughts before stepping into the light. The sensation was unlike anything she’d ever experienced, but just seconds later she was walking out of the light, the words of the nerd shambling off echoing back to her. “Oh god, oh no, oh god,” he rambled as he hurried away.

Shaking her head, Jo scanned her surroundings, inhaling sharply at just how different everything was. Buildings, people, and the sounds of music and laughter from a nearby restaurant. She shifted a little, turning to see the sunset, the first sunset she’d seen in years not obscured by clouds and ash. Everything here was just so bright.

“Where the hell am I?”

[damonstevedore]

optimisticyellowcrayon replied to your post “optimisticyellowcrayon replied to your post “Delena is what’s on the...”

[[...Never change, Damon.]]

         “Yeah, that’s my magnificent plan."

  “And, back at ya, Will.”

[allroundlostcause]

@optimisticyellowcrayon replied to your post: ah, tumblr. where nuance goes to die

[[Nuance? What’s that? Sounds suspicious I tells ya.]]

It’s fine. It’s all good. Stop thinking about degrees. Stop trying to empathize with people. Believe that all media of all kinds must be pure! Believe that your version of pure is the correct one! Believe in moral absolutes! 

Moral absolutes believe in you. Don’t upset them.

[memoirsverse]

Willow and Evelyn: Magic Beans and the Otherworld

@optimisticyellowcrayon from here.

Willow had her mocha in one hand and phone in the other. Dawn had sent her a cute cat picture with–which made up the bulk of messages from the not-as-littlest Summers to her. She smiled to herself, slipping her phone into her back pocket. Just before she could open the door to leave she heard someone call out. Willow stopped short. There was no one else left in the coffee shop save for the employees and this other woman.

A sheepish smile slipped onto her features after Willow smelled the steam wafting out of the to-go cup she’d thought was hers. Cinnamon, clove. Mmm. Good but not a mocha. “Chai latte,” she said as she held it out to the brunette. “I didn’t drink from it yet or anything so you don’t have to worry about a cold.”

“Oh, right,” Evelyn said. She frowned down at the cup in her hand. “I kind of... did drink out of yours. But I’m not sick or anything, I promise. No germs. Not even lipstick. Maybe a little lip gloss, but it’s cherry flavored.” She laughed. “Okay, that may have been a little TMI. You probably aren’t interested in what my lips taste like.”

Oh, sweet God above. Would she ever learn to shut her mouth so all those pesky words stopped falling out?

Hoping her embarrassment didn’t show on her face, she cleared her throat,  extended the cup to the redhead, and accepted her own drink. “Mocha, though. Good choice.” She smiled brightly. “You can never go wrong with chocolate.”

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((Hi, all. I woke up with LOTS of muse for my Buffy verse, so I think I may focus on that today. Hopefully will get to some other stuff later in the coming week!))

[damonstevedore]

optimisticyellowcrayon replied to your post “Delena is what's on the show so I just think if you throw around how...”

[[Damon really should just have a stash of body bags.]]

           "Ehhh, I'm still having to pick up the body in this scenario. That's almost like work and I have a very important butt to sit on."

[joannahunts-a]

@optimisticyellowcrayon gets a thing cuz I need more of these girls in my life

Life had become a bit of a mess for Jo recently, and she couldn’t stand to be in the Roadhouse anymore. She had packed up and hit the road, not having any real destination in mind, and found herself on the road to California.

She’d known Willow for years, talking online through instant messengers and through texts, but now, after everything had crumbled around her, she just wanted a friendly face. Preferably one not tied to her father’s death. That thought process had led her to Sunnydale, but once she was there, she didn’t know where exactly to go.

Pulling into the parking lot for one of the dorms on campus, Jo got out of the truck to stretch, pulling out her flip phone to text her friend, hoping this wouldn’t be too weird.

[text:] Hey, Will, you still in class?

[spiketheforsakensoul]

Drunken rant: Willow

You want to know something about Willow? That redheaded little witch is not as easy to pin down as you might think at first glance. Yeh, she's all nerdy and uncertain at times, but there's fire in her, she just needs someone to set it free. She had it with a few people - the werewolf, Tara... She can be a true ball of goodness and terrifying darkness. She's a brilliant little minx whether she's playing the white hats or the black. Watch out, is all I'm sayin'..."