#the great askbox cleanout

[ashintheairlikesnow]

I got my askbox down to 155! That is almost all prompts, plus some questions and headcanons I still want to get to answering.

I need to sit down with my inbox and the Whumptober prompts and see what I can do there...

So far Whumptober has a LOT of WWI Vampire Chris in it... I think you'll all like his new trench buddy Johann, he looks like this:

[ncnducor]

❝  you didn’t show up. i kept waiting.  ❞ For Mera!!!

↳ askbox cleanout / no longer accepting / @asynjja

‘ I can explain! ’ the worst possible response to offer, is the fucking first on her tongue. only it’s not what it looks like could top that. not that she could use that one, she hadn’t been caught red-handed, but she’d still fucked up. ‘ I mean—- ’ she backtracks, voice still erratic, bordering on hysteric. she’s terrified, trust a fickle thin were one moa zhao was concerned, and she’d fucked up before, once, twice, had believed their entire relationship to be one that lacked all and everything serious. a fling ( or so she’d told herself ). she’d realized how wrong she’d been after the disappointment burning bright in charcoal eyes had threatened to tear her apart. ‘ -–there is an explanation. ’ great, now she’d rephrased her initial response. 

fear slows her tongue, actively prevents her from spilling made up excuse after made up excuse. ‘ it’s—- ’ she tries again, struggling to put into words what she was about to say. moa knew she was different, hadn’t ran when mera accidentally had displayed her abilities, instead, she’d let her explain. had lead on that she too was something more than mere human. what she hadn’t told her, was why she had left, why she was here of all places. ‘ can I come in? ’ there is no response, but moa steps aside and lets her in. she’s grateful for that, a hint of relief settling into her bones, lifting a fraction of the weight. she was angry no doubt and hurt, but she still gave her a chance to explain. ‘ I wanted to meet you today, at the pier, at the fair. ’ she’d wanted to go, had been ready to do so; until what if’s and maybe’s had gotten the better out of her leaving her with a serve panic attack and the incapability to reach out to moa and tell her that she couldn’t make it. 

‘ I’ve—- I’ve meant to go to the fair, down by the pier, every summer since I got here. ’ how could she explain something to moa she didn’t even dare think about? ‘ I avoid water, open water especially, as good as I can. there is a reason why my apartment is as far away from the harbour or the— the ocean as possible, or why I’ve so far successfully persuaded you to to go to different restaurants or places—- ’ she sounded absolutely ridiculous in her own ears, there was no way moa would believe her. she should have gone with a lie instead of the truth. ‘ I really wanted to go with you. ’ she still wore the outfit she’d decided on, safe for her make-up she’d left tear strained on the pillowcase she’d caught herself screaming into. 

moa’s silence is defeating as much as it is appreciated, she gives her room to explain, to make sense of what she’s about to bring forward before it’s voiced. mera doesn’t know whether or not it’s a good sign. ‘ I kept telling myself that I’d be fine, that it’d be alright, that once there I’d do just fine, even with the ocean too close for comfort, too busy focused on you—- ’ a small smile ‘ but the more I kept thinking about it the more I—- ’ she should have gone with a lie, should have made up some excuse, moa would never take her explanation serious, even if it was the truth. it just made no sense, did it? ‘ I panicked, to the point where I pushed myself into a— a—- ’ she can’t say it, can’t bring herself to admit that the ocean scared here these days. ‘ I am sorry I stood you up. I really didn’t mean to. ’ a beat, she studies moa in an attempt to gauge her reaction. ‘ can I—- can I stay? ’ her voice cracks, and on any other day she’d hate herself for how needy and desperate she sounds right now. ‘ I really don’t want to be alone right now. ’

[jaimethenerd]

let the Great Askbox Cleanout commence 😌

[ashintheairlikesnow]

danny: change is inedible ryan: you mean inevitable ? danny, spitting out a mouthful of quarters: no

Oh man I forgot about the Danny incorrect quotes these were gold

[ashintheairlikesnow]

ryan: why is there a cow in your living room ? danny: i wanted some milk while nate was out but we didnt have any, so i panicked and bought a cow

... yes

[ashintheairlikesnow]

Ya'll, every time Karen shows up, I'mma bout to call an Exorcist yo!.

This also has to be from forever ago and yet it is eternally true

[ashintheairlikesnow]

danny: the fact that socks exist is proof that shoes dont work

🤔

[ashintheairlikesnow]

Ok but real talk. If Danny's an Irish setter....

But what if

[ashintheairlikesnow]

Pleaseeeeeee write the threesome fic the other anon asked for. You know we love the spice!

I found this while cleaning out my inbox and I genuinely cannot recall what OCs we were talking about