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Now, lemme just say that I live for domestic fluff! Although bounty hunting isn't really that domestic XD

Anyway, I check the King Schultz tags almost daily and I reread the few fics that people have written over and over again, religiously. So it was a nice surprise to read something new, especially so pleasant, fluffy and nice <333

Morning | Dr. King Schultz x gn!reader

Summary: you and King get up a little early.

tws: mentions of guns

You stretched, your bones clicking and groaning in protest as you dared to sit up, looking around the dark inside of the room you had rented for a moment before rubbing your eyes and getting onto your side, leaning on your arm as you looked at King as he slept; you dared to smile, bringing your hand up to gently rake it through his beard as he smiled and leaned into the touch.

"Is it morning already?"

You nodded, moving to fold your arms on his chest, leaning your chin on your forearms as you yawned and tried to come to life. "Yeah, it is... we best get up."

King shook his head, still a little groggy, more than sleepy as he lazily looked at you. "Du bist sehr attraktiv, mein Sterne..."

You leaned into him a little more, daring to bring your hand down and under his shirt, your fingers so gentle and deft against his skin as you sighed. "We gotta catch those Balfour robbers, today... the married couple."

"That we do," he said lowly, his voice cracking a little to make way for a yawn. "We need to get Django up, too, and get the horses."

"I can get the horses ready," you said softly, tapping his chest and sighing. "Say... you don't ever reckon there'll be a day when we... y'know..."

"What?"

"Settle down," you said quietly. "Y'know, find somewhere... decent. Live a quiet life."

He fell silent, pondering on it for a moment; he did always think that there was an end to bounty hunting, there had to be, it wasn't the type of career someone could continue on with forever. Hunting bounties wasn't exactly delivering newspaper, though, and there was a certain amount of unpredictability that came with the job description; even King Schultz, an incredibly skilled gentleman, knew that there were still a large amount of risks with even the easiest of bounties. He supposed, at the end of the day, it was a nice idea, to settle down and to live a quiet life, but whether or not it would actually happen... that was a different story altogether.

Eventually, though, he sighed, and after running a hand through his hair, he finally thought of a good response, "there is an end to bounty hunting, mein Sterne. How it will end, though, I can't be sure."

You met his gaze, frowning a little as you furrowed your brows and hummed. "Yeah, but do you not think about... if it ends well?"

"Occasionally, natürlich," King nodded. "It's a nice idea... come on, we best start getting ready. Where is it you said they were?"

"Last known sighting of the Balfours was near the woods," you rolled onto your back and grumbled, rubbing your eyes. "About an hour's ride out of here, then about another hour to get there. Heard some people saying in the saloon that they were camping out there."

Swinging his legs over the edge of the creaky bed, King stretched a little, giving you the perfect opportunity to put your legs either side of his, your chest against his back as you pressed your face against the back of his neck. He closed his eyes, trying to savour such a feeling and trying to force such a moment to be locked away in his memories for all time. He didn't feel the need to say anything.

"Did you remember to clean your gun?" The words danced along his skin, the vibrations from your voice making him shiver a little.

He nodded. "Always."

"Good," you whispered, kissing the back of his neck as you pulled away and sat back. "Don't want it jamming."

King smiled a little, daring to finally stand up, he went to grab his shirt, tugging it on as he turned to look at you, a certain glint in his eyes. "Perhaps, after this one, we could go to that saloon."

You tilted your head to the side, moving to the edge of the bed, resting your elbows on your thighs, your hands clasped as you furrowed your brows. "What for?"

"You seemed to like it," he admitted. "And it's about time the three of us had a night off. Before we head down to Rhodes, perhaps we could."

You nodded slowly, biting the inside of your cheek to stop yourself from grinning. "Sure. I don't see why not. Who we after in Rhodes?"

"A man by the name of Josiah," he explained, tugging on his trousers and pulling up his suspenders, "he's wanted for a few scams."

You shrugged, leaning back, your hands against the mattress as you watched him. No matter how many times you saw it, watching King get dressed always sent a shock of electric down your spine, always made you wish that nights were longer. "Y'think we ought to get you some new suspenders? They're starting to look a bit worn from here."

"On our night off, you can take me shopping, mein Sterne," he promised, running some pomade through his hair. "Do you want me to leave while you-"

"Nah," you chuckled, shaking your head. "I just like watching you."

His features turned a little pink at the comment and although he tried his best to hide it, he couldn't help but to smile; perhaps one day, mornings and nights wouldn't be so short and so busy, perhaps one day, things would be different. Maybe there would even be enough time to savour the little moments.

Thank you so much for the tag @scarlettjskipper <333

Relationship status: taken😊

Favourite colour: I have multiple. I like the basic ones, like black and white, but also earth tones, so brown and green. I also like to pair black with red.

Favourite food: Anything dairy, really. Cheese especially. Also pasta. My favourite is lasagna. Lasagna and fried cheese (a delicious czech food) I could eat every day, literally.

Song stuck in my head: Phew. Umm, probably the ones from my playlist on yourube, that's based on my story (that will never see the light of day, sorry babes). I'll link it here:

https://youtube.com/playlist?list=PLmPO1X0HIFSlXl1Nlm6asBxO6tDCDbsrB

Last thing I googled: Silco x reader (no, I will not be shamed!)

Current time: 9:25

Dream trip: I really don't know. There are some places I would like to visit, but probably will never make a move to make it come true. I'm not really into travelling, it makes me too anxious and it's just not...appealing, I guess.

Something I want: Huh. I just want summer holiday. Just...to get away from school for those beautiful two months. Also, my birthday is in 4 days, I'll be 18, so I will be able tp buy nicotine products and not fear that someone will call the cops on me XD

Aaaand, that's it! I'm tagging: @spoopy-fish-writes @yanderepuck @a-napoleon-lover-at-17 @scummy-writes (because I have these people on my dash all the time and they are just...so awesome, like, I wish I could talk to you more)

But also anyone else who would want to participate!

tag 10 ppl you want to get to know better :] tagged by @ocularose hehe thank you~ 💜💖

relationship status: plain and simple :v single

favourite colour: purple (pretty much all of em), seafoarm green, phthalo green, lime green, periwinkle, mulberry, wine red (wait a minute this seems familiar)

favourite foods: honestly anything with noodles, all noodles; or with breading around it, chicken nuggies or onion rings! I just love onions lmao and BEANS! There is just so much I love xD like cabbage and spinach. But one thing I could always eat not matter what is Sushi.

song stuck in my head: Gallows by Shelby Merry

last thing I googled: barok van zieks concept art (referencesssss)

current time: 19:58 (as I am writing this)

dream trip: I always wanted to see the northern lights with my own eyes, so any place, like Norway is fine by me. Okay I know it’s corny but when I look at them, not are they only beautiful but I like to think it’s Earth/nature actively protecting us. OK I would love to go to Japan as well, all the food! xD

something I want: You see there are those statues, Dracula (the design by one of my fave artist ;-;) I really want, I know I don’t need it buuuut…. yea. I REALLY want this one Vergil statue so bad omg. Uh ah. @van-zieksy, @scarlettjskipper, @angeaxil, @bubblymilkgalaxy

First part is on my profile, maybe check it out?👉👈

I just had this idea for an Ikevamp AU.

Imagine a very pissed off grim reaper searching across time and space for the motherfucker who's been stealing souls that shoud have died, but somehow didn't.

Just to find out it's our dear le Comte de Saint Germain <333

I've got a few ideas how that could play out and I think it's hilarious xbqoqpfzgegjwodz

Would anybody be interested in hearing about it?

to the people who are following me

thank you

im sorry

Omg thank you so much! I swear y'all are the nicest <33

Alright, since some people wanted to hear about this, I present to you:

A grim reaper AU!!!

It probably doesn't even count as an AU, but...I kinda don't know what else to call it (I'm up for ideas tho😏)

Now, imagine this:

Comte has been experiencing some...strange encouters in town in the past...few weeks.

It started as a weird gut feeling. The feeling that you are being stared at. But he never seemed to find the cause of this feeling.

Then it seems he's being followed. But it's not just one person, no. In fact, it seems it's always somebody else. Once it's a small child standing at a candy store, once a beautiful young lady at the park, another time it's a coachman on a break or an old woman with a basket of apples at the market.

He only catches them staring at him intently from the corner of his eyes, but when he turns to look at them, there's no one there.

Comte feels something isn't right, but doesn't want to alarm anyone, so he only tells Leonardo what's going on and asks if he could keep an eye out for anything or anyone strange next time he's in town.

But nothing really comes out of it. Nobody suspicious or suddenly dissapearing spotted.

So, cue a very tired and done-with-everything Comte walking into his study to work on...whatever Comte works on. Fanmail, probably.

Only to find out there is a random ass stranger sitting behind his desk, casually observing all the stuff he has there.

aaaaaaaaaaand that'll be it for tonight! I'm very tired and battling my own pesonal demons, but if you'll like this, I'll definitely do my best to continue!

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.