HELP LMAO

HELP LMAO

The hard cut to Taker trying to murder Stone Cold for shoot is so fucking funny I’m losing it

Definitely. I'm bi 💕

GOD I WOULD GIVE ANYTHING TO BE LOOKED AT LIKE THAT 😩🤌

As someone who also loves undertaker, I’d be honored to have a story written by you💜

It can be any era I’m not picky,

So the outline I have is strange things start to happen around taker, things go missing, dead flowers keep appearing in his locker room, and strange occurrences happen during matches which lead to him winning.

The cause however is reader who has an obsessive love for the deadman. Who simply doesn’t know how to express their feelings. I’d hope to have it end with fluffy romance.

Reader can have a spooky gimmick like taker too. 👻

I trust your creative skills, you’re a very talented writer. I know you’ll do an amazing job. Thank you so much 💜

🥀Dead flowers & unfair fights ❤️‍🩹

Ministry undertaker x reader

(tried to make it as GN as possible)

(Authors note at the end)

Taker trailed down the halls of the WWF his cold heart pounded as he wiped sweat from his face. He had just got backstage from Winning a fight he knows he should've lost. Taker pushed his dressing room door open to see everything in order until he spotted the bunch of dried up dead roses on his desk, tied with a purple ribbon. Taker picked up the bunch and examined them. The flowers brought a smile to his face and he couldn't help but wonder who could've had the bravery to come into the ministry leaders dressing room to place some flowers for him.

Days had passed and you felt your heart pound as you watched Taker speak to the big show in the ring. You felt a huge pull of something you'd never think you would feel again for anyone let alone Taker. You felt a need to be around the deadman and just be there and around him but you didn't know how to explain this to him. So instead of doing so you left little things around for him like trinkets you found or dead flowers tied with various colors of ribbon. You even tweaked with his matches to help him win. You knew that you shouldn't but you needed to show your feelings somehow. It wasn't that bad to do so right?

It wouldn't be if he didn't find out.

But of course much to your "luck" a member of the ministry had seen you in the middle of yet another gesture to the Deadman. They of course immediately told their leader about this.

Taker sat upon his throne in his manor. He was basking in the moonlight that shone through his throne room windows when he heard a knock at the two big wooden doors. "Enter." The Deadman said his voice, deep and smooth as the member of the ministry strode in and knelt. "Master I have found out who has been leaving you the gifts you've been receiving recently." The follower spoke, their voice unwavering. Taker raised his eyebrows and looked to the little drawer he kept all the trinkets you left for him in. He turned back to the follower. "Continue" Taker said. As the follower mentioned you takers surprise only grew. You? But why would you be leaving such things for him? Takers thoughts raced for the first time in years. Only for him to be snapped from his thoughts by the followers voice. "Would you like me to bring them to you?" The follower asked curiously. Taker pondered for a moment and then chuckled as he shook his head. "No, no I shall go and find them myself. Thank you for your insight. You are dismissed." Taker said as he stood from his throne. The follower took their leave. As Taker walked back to his bedroom he couldn't help but find it amusing that you of all people would leave such things for him.

You sat in your dressing room looking in your vanity until you heard a knock at your door. You turned and stood walking over to the door and opening it. Your eyes widened as you stepped back upon being in the presence of the Deadman himself. "Good afternoon my dear." Taker's face was painted with a smirk as he walked into your dressing room closing the door with a soft click. You stepped back baffled. 'why was he here? What did he want?' you thought to yourself as you stood a few steps from the leader of the ministry of darkness. "I must say I'm very curious about you my dear." Taker said, his words making your heart pound as he closed the distance between the two of you. His hand gently rose cupping your cheek as his thumb gently rubbed across your cheek in a comforting gesture. Your cheeks gained a light red color as you answered him. "Why?...I haven't done anything to you or the ministry have I?" You said praying he hadn't found out it was you who was placing all those little trinkets and flowers for him. Through deep down you did kind of hope for him to realize it was you and not think of anyone else. Your thoughts were interrupted by takers low chuckle. "No, no my dear you haven't. Ive just...been wondering about a few things." You stared up at him curiously as he continued. "I heard you are the one leaving me all of these little gifts. And dead flowers. I must say dove you have great taste." Your heart stopped as he pulled out a trinket you had recently left for him. "No...that wasn't me? I would never leave things for you." You stepped back turning away and crossing your arms making the Deadman chuckle. "Oh dove there is no point in lying. My follower saw you in the middle of leaving another gift for me. I must say. You have gotten sloppy. But I'm glad because I've been wondering who has been leaving these wonderful trinkets for me." Taker smiled. Your heart pounded as your face went bright red. "I..." You could barely speak you were so flustered. Taker spoke up. "My dear don't be shy. I find it cute that you have been leaving me these little things. They are very sweet and I adore them." Taker took your hand in his and kissed your knuckles. "But I do have a question dove. Why didn't you just tell me about these feelings?" Taker asked. Your heart pounded as he displayed this intimate act. "I...I didn't know how..." You mumbled. Your confession making taker chuckle. "Oh my dear." Taker gently pulled you to him petting your hair. "Well...I know now and I assume you are very relieved for this fact?" You hummed softly pushing yourself closer to him as you nod. Taker chuckled as he held you. "Well I hope you are prepared dove because now you're all mine~"

Authors note: thank you so much for the ask. I went on a whim with this so I hope you like it! I'm glad you like my work and I feel honoured that you asked me to write for you!

Just got your Ministry!Taker ask to the TTT account. Is reader M/F/Trans? Let me know!

F if that's alr? Love ur fics btw!

Is it hot in here? 🧍‍♀️

Missing the oversized jacket 🥲💛