#ame.maes

[sovereigntism]

@amestrian-rain asked:

💣 (with Hughes)

[accepting so long as this works - here's the source for reblogging.]

King didn't like to lose it around him. But the reminder of his death when they passed by the cemetery where he was typically buried in... They felt their rage crack their expression, the originally neutral discussion about cameras had turned to family, again, and King wasn't sure how to express their pain and anger about their family's death, only to feel frustration wash over them seeing the grave that usually held their living friend's dead body. Cold fury washed over them as they recalled they would never in any lifetime have the opportunity to bury their family, and they stopped dead in their tracks, eyes locked on the military burial grounds. Shoving one balled fist into their pocket, and the other angrily swiping through their black hair, King spoke.

"I just can't fucking understand people sometimes. You have every choice to fuckin' smile and exist with joy in life and you decide to fucking kill someone. To take lives that exist with the same joy and innocence. There's never a good fucking reason to kill someone, it's always a bad thing. Like-" And here we go, King's impulsive tongue speaking before they've thought. "-I hope that the fucking bastards that killed my wife and our family rots in an abysmal hellscape, since that's all they will ever deserve. [I hope they suffer something fierce and that hell tastes like burning piss laced with shards of glass poured down the throat of their soul every second of their afterlife. I hope they never learn to regret so they may never face the peace of redemption. I hope they suffer every agonizing choice for ripping them from me. I want them to suffer something awful. I hope- I hope to whatever awful god made those prophecies, by stars, I hope they were right.] ... Sorry, that got... a little much for a second."

[sovereigntism]

@amestrian-rain asked:

Ship chances + Hughes (he's poly in this situation)

[accepting so long as this works - here's the source for reblogging.]

King stared at the ask, blinking, rubbing their eyes, and then staring some more.

"Huh??" 🤨 Confused about something? "When was Maes Hughes polyamorous?" I dunno. I mean. Their blog has said it for a while now, that in verses where he's dating someone, he's polyam and still with Gracia. I know that much. "Well, I didn't know that! He's polyamorous??" ⁉️ Yeah. Or at least this version of him is. Remember all those worlds you jumped into, altered the story of, and saved his life in? "...Yeah. I do. I'd do it every time if I could. Unfortunately I can't make it the canon event in every world... I can only try to return to the ones where he's safe in... Or this one. This one's pretty nice." I see you smiling. So? Go ahead, spill. Thoughts? "Huh? Oh. About the meme? Yeah um. I think he's very sweet. I love kids, the fact he does too is an extreme bonus. His daughter is super precious, and his wife... Oh his wife is so sweet." Simping for women again? "Shut the fuck up, Kami. Stars above, come on now, you do not have to bully me unless you want me to bully you back." Woah woah, I do not deserve this heat. Keep fuckin' simping if you wanna, damn. "Hmph." 💢 "He's sweet. I think it could work. Especially since... Well, it doesn't hurt any less to be away from someone you like, or love, even if you have another partner. But I like to think in the case of my unplanned absence, he could find comfort in his wife and daughter still being there, and not worry too much about the day I'd be able to return." Aaaand? "And I wouldn't be opposed. I think he'd be fun to be around, we share some hobbies, and... Well. If I didn't like him, I wouldn't have saved him multiple times in other timelines. So I definitely like him. Only thing that's new is that he's romantically available now, and it'd not be some... cheating thing. I do not like participating in that stuff." Well. I think that's as good an answer as we're getting out of King on this one. BUT it's a very positive answer, at least.