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Cody Rhodes x Husband Male reader

hey guys I haven’t posted in sometime so I thought why not post a short story before I start the | x feminine Male reader |.

Because of Cody winning at WrestleMania why not make a story about him fucking his Husband hard after the match as a special gift for him?.

so with out further of do enjoy this short story

Cody was at his limit Jimmy Uso just superkicked him being in this battle Cody knew Roman would need help to try to beat him so Cody came prepared.

Next thing you know Jey Uso music hits and Jey starts running towards the ring while Jimmy was running towards his brother to stop him which leads to Jey and Jimmy brawling. Jey takes Jimmy to the top of the stage and superkicks Jimmy and Spears him off the stage which leads both of them to crash into a table.

Taking the opportunity of the distraction Cody rolls up Roman for the two count. Roman not happy with this goes and try’s to spear Cody but Cody dodges the spear and goes for the triple cross rhodes while getting ready to hit the third cross rhodes Solo Sikoa hits Cody with the Soman Spike.

Then out of nowhere John Cena theme hits and Cena runs into the ring and hits attitude adjustment on Roman and throws Solo out of the ring and Removes the Commentary table cover off and attitude adjustments Solo through the table.

Then just when Cody thought his troubles were done The Rocks theme hits and everyone goes cold and freezes Cena goes back into the ring and faces The Rock. Cena tells The Rock “ You can’t see me “ which leads to The Rock hitting Rock bottom on Cena.

Then The Rock grabs the Belt that he attacked Cody with weeks ago and goes to hit him with it but then the UnderTaker theme hits and the lights go off. The Rock waiting for him to come out turns and faces UnderTaker The Rock goes to hit Taker with the belt but Taker grabs the Rocks throat and ChockSlames Rock.

The Lights go off and turn back on to reveal that everyone is gone only Cody and Roman left Roman gets Tired of the games and gets ready and sets up for the spear. Roman roars while the crowd follows suit Roman then goes to spear Cody but Cody reverses and knees Roman in the face. Cody then possessions Roamn for the cross Rhodes and hits the triple cross Rhodes on Roman and pins him.

“ One… Two…. Three… “ Cody could not believe he had finished his story he did the impossible and dethroned Roman Reigns

Cody sees all his friends come and celebrate with him. Then his husband theme hits Cody sees his husband come out and into the ring.

M/N hugs Cody and kisses him “ you did it babe “ M/N says.

“ finally I did it M/N thanks for believing in me babe “ Cody says back

M/N leans into Cody ear and whispers “ when we get back home you can have me all you want in anyway you want “

Cody smirks and whispers back “ oh really? Well babe be ready to not be able to walk cause I’m going to fuck you so hard I’ll have you moaning my name and I’ll have you’re hole full of my cum “

M/N blushes. Cody and M/N walk backstage Triple H congrats Cody for his win. Cody holds a party for his win.

It’s been awhile since the party and all that’s being heard in the giant mansion of Cody and M/N Rhodes House is loud moans and grunts.

“ Oh fuc-k-k ye-s-s daddy ~ “ M/N moans

“ you like that huh? My little slut? “ Cody asks M/N

“ Y-Es-s~ daddy ye-s-s~ destroy my hole fill me up with your cum PLEASE~ “ M/N moans

“ yeah you want me to fill you up with my cum? Beg me baby “ Cody says

“ Pleasse~ daddy fill me up “ M/N moans out

“ who’s you’re champion baby? Who is it? “ Cody ask M/N

“ you are you are you are~ “ M/N repeats over and over again while Cody hits his prostate over again

“ daddy I’m gonna cum please let me cum please please please ~ “ M/N moans and begs

“ FUCK~ I’m gonna cum baby you ready? “ Cody groans

“ YES GIVE IT TO ME DADDY~ “ M/N shouts

“ shit here it comes “ Cody says with his final hard thrust into M/N

Cody holds M/N tight while he fills M/N with his cum. They both lay back down on the bed and stay in the same position.

“ just wait a minute babe I want to stay in you still “ Cody says

“ Alright it’s ok babe “ M/N

Cody and M/N kiss and finally Cody pulls out watching as his cum leaks out of M/N.

“ damn that’s hot babe “ Cody smirks

M/N kisses Cody again and looks at him “ congrats on finishing you’re story and becoming new undisputed champion “ M/N says.

“ Thanks babe and you know if it weren’t for you motivating me to not give up I probably wouldn’t have had that match “ Cody says

“ no problem champ anyways we should probably shower and go to bed? “ M/N says

“ let’s just stay like this naked in the bed cuddled together “ Cody says to M/N

“ and plus who says I’m done yet? “ Cody smirks at M/N.

| OMG GUYS I promise I’ll get the feminine male reader story stared soon I just didn’t want to lead you guys hanging with no post so this little smut story is a little filler till I do the first chapter of the feminine male reader story thanks for you understanding and I’ll see you guys soon bye bye 💕💋 |

deserving; sub!roman headcanon

we all need a small break. especially your man—the most dominate man you know. be his peace. his breath of fresh air…he deserves it. (overlaps when he was champion…i miss him *sigh*)

warnings: smut.

parings: sub!roman x black!reader

sub!roman appreciated the small moments of coming home to you; a hot meal, clean house, and a hot bath waiting for him. you’d clean him off and when he’d step out the bath, you were ready to give him a massage. he always vocalized his gratitude towards you taking care of him when he needed it most.

sub!roman wasn’t always shown. your man was a true dominate—a leader. you followed him and he adored it knowing you put your entire faith and trust into him. he worked so hard in WWE. carrying the titles for damn near 3 years was starting to show work on his body, and his mental. so moments like these were rare. times when he’d let you lead him for a change.

sub!roman was a natural at pinning your hips down and digging his dick into your pussy and filling you to the brim. stretching your pussy on his dick to accommodate him, to make you cum over and over as you’d thrashed around under him…but you wanted the same reaction from him too.

sub!roman craved those releases. such as you standing behind the giant circular bathtub in your shared home, his long and girthy dick in hand as you stroked him in a sensual motion. your hand barely being able to wrap around his dick in its entirety. his head thrown backwards on his shoulder as moans emitting from his chest kissed the celling, “you like that baby?,” you quietly asked in his ear “i love the sounds you make for me baby.” you could feel his hips swiftly thrusting upwards to pump his dick in your warm hand a little faster.

sub!roman knew you wanted to join him—the ache in your pussy becoming more prominent. the sounds he made was so sexy, it made your pussy wetter and clench with each sound. you wanted to take your other hand and work yourself towards your own release, but tonight was about him. he deserved it. “tell me when you’re cumming, mkay?”

sub!roman was desparate. he was about to blow all over your hand if you kept stroking him, making sure to squeeze his angry red mushroom tip when you neared the top. “you’re doing so good, baby. you like it when i tell you how good you’re doing?” his moans growing louder as he neared his release, his chest heaving. “i know baby, i know. you’re gonna cum for me, mkay? don’t hold back. let it all out baby.” you sucked on his neck and placed loving pecs on his shoulders, increasing the pace of your strokes. “aw, fuck baby. ahh, don—don’t stop baby, please,” his voice sounding a tortured rasp “i can’t stop—i won’t. i promise. not till you cum.”

sub!roman felt the room spinning. it was dizzying. addicting, even. his mind was clouded with only one goal. he felt he body shudder before letting his mouth open on a whimper. chills raced through your spine. your wetness drenching your boy shorts. seeing him like this set you off. needy for anything you’d give him. “you said you’d always give me what i want. cum for me, baby.” your name fell from his lips as a breathless chant. his body going ridged against you before violently shaking and flexing his abs. “y-y-ahh, fuck! i’m cumming, i’m cumming.” warm hot spurts pouring out from his dick onto the top of your fist. roman always came a lot; it creating a waterfall, dripping down the sides of your hand.

sub!roman couldn’t say a word. you continued stroking, wanting to milk every bit of stress out of him “you did so good. you feel better, baby?” his head was spinning. between fighting his tremors off, catching his breath, and your hand still stroking him created an overstimulation. he let out another small whimper as he felt his dick ache for another release. his dick never falling limp, “you wanna cum again? hm? you deserve it. you work so hard, ro.”

a friend

pairing: rhea ripley x reader

summary: rhea apologizes after hearing about your breakup

follows this.

Life was a lot harder without your best friend in it. Sure, you had other friends, but there was so much that you wanted to share with Rhea that you couldn't. Rhea had hurt you, and in retaliation you had hurt her as well. The longer you stayed in your relationship, the clearer that revelation became. It was why things with Liv hadn't lasted very long in the long run.

"I'm sorry, but I don't want us to end up enemies. I meant it when I said I like you Y/n."

Liv's words echoed in the back of your head. They had for the past week and a half. Holing yourself up in your apartment didn't make for a very healthy healing process. You couldn't talk to Rhea, so there was nobody that you wanted to talk to. It was silly and childish, especially since other friends had left concerned messages for you. Word travelled quickly, but not as quickly as you would have hoped.

It took Rhea two whole weeks after your breakup to come see you. She had been avoiding you at work, which was difficult to do when she faced you at live events. A tense ring was not a good one to work in, and you were honestly surprised that neither of you had managed to accidentally hurt the other. Rhea had hurt you though, just not in the physical sense.

"Hey Y/n," Rhea said softly as she approached you. You looked up from the weight machine you were using briefly to acknowledge her. "Can I say a few things?"

"Nothing that's gonna cause a scene," you told her. Rhea nodded and kneeled down next to you.

"I'm sorry about how I've been acting. It wasn't easy to see you guys together, and I can't help but feel like maybe I'm at fault for your breakup a little. You shouldn't have been upset about your relationship, you should have been celebrating it with your friends. I'm sorry I wasn't a good friend."

"I'm sorry that I picked the one person I knew would hurt you the most. That wasn't exactly being a good friend either," you apologized. Rhea rubbed the back of her head as she shifted to maintain her balance. "Your knee again?"

"Yeah, and it was leg day today. I don't know when you came in, but I can give you a ride when you want to go," Rhea offered. You had come in with someone else, but you doubted that they'd mind leaving on their own.

"I'd like that. Let me get in a couple more sets and a shower, then I'll be ready." Rhea smiled at your acceptance to her offer. She wandered around the gym while she waited for you to get finished. When you got to the front doors, you found her saw pulled around front and blaring music from the speakers. Rhea turned the music down when she saw you and scrambled out of the car to get the door for you. "What a gentleman."

"You did arms, I'm sure they're sore. I've seen how much you've been lifting lately," Rhea complimented. Strength had never been something that came easily for you. You were one of the quicker and more agile girls. With the introduction of more girls like Rhea, who had both strength and agility, you had to start stepping up your game. Eventually, your moves would get a bit boring.

"I have to do something to keep up. Somebody likes throwing me around like a ragdoll," you teased. Rhea ducked her head down, but you could see the tips of her ears turning red. You chuckled and plucked her snapback from the top of her head as you got into the car.

The two of you were pretty quiet in the car for the duration of the ride. Rhea tapped her fingers along to the songs that played from her playlist. It was a bit heavier than what you usually listened to, but you didn't mind it. Especially not with the headbanging at redlights, which you deemed absolutely adorable. You realized that you weren't going to "get over" Rhea anytime soon, but you'd happily accept her friendship over not having her in your life at all.

"This is my stop," you said as Rhea pulled into your driveway. She took your bag up to your door for you, walking behind you. "Thanks for the ride."

"No problem, thanks for hearing me out." Rhea shifted awkwardly on her feet. You shot her a reassuring smile as you took your gym bag from her. When you backed away to go inside, Rhea grabbed your wrist and pulled you back towards her. There was a moment when you could feel the hesitation. Then, it all melted away as Rhea closed the distance between the two of you. The kiss was relatively quick, but not rushed. Chaste, but still fulfilling its purpose. "I'll see you tomorrow. We can do abs together. I've hated doing them on my own."

"Um, bye," you mumbled to yourself. Rhea was halfway to her car already. She waved at you from behind the steering wheel, which was when you realized that she had meant to kiss you. It was only after you waved back at her that Rhea even started her car. You turned to go inside, hiding the ridiculous grin on your face. Rhea liked you, and it was entirely possible for you to be together.

epitome of professionalism

pairing: rhea ripley x reader

prompts: 19. "i'll have you know that i am a straight g." "you straight?" + "this is fine, we're professionals. we work for a living. i've faced bigger fish than this before." "do you want me to hold your hand?" "yes please."

Rhea's hands shook as they hovered over the doorknob. For the fifteenth time that day, you watched as she backed away from the door. You couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped you as Rhea slumped into the chair next to you. Eventually, that door would open and Rhea would have to walk through it. Until then, you knew that she'd stall for as long as she could.

"Scared?" you asked her kindly. Rhea's facial expression went from a neutral one straight to offence. You rolled your eyes discreetly. "It's okay to be a little afraid to do things like this Rhea. Talking isn't easy."

"I'll have you know that I am a straight g."

"You straight?" It took every ounce of your self-restraint not to burst out laughing. Rhea nudged you as she scoffed, as if you were the one being childish about this ordeal. It wasn't even supposed to be an ordeal, just a doctor's appointment, but here Rhea was, terrified and refusing to admit it. "It's just the doctor."

"Yeah, I know that. I go to the doctor all the time, it's part of my job. This is fine, we're professionals. We work for a living. I've faced bigger fish than this before. This is nothing, right?"

"Do you want me to go in with you and hold your hand?" you offered. Rhea contemplated it for a moment before nodding.

"Yes please."

"Alrighty then. Come on, let's see why your knee's been acting up," you said as you stood up. Rhea walked in behind you, which was honestly the only way to get her through the door. Maybe it'd be nothing or maybe she'd be taking a little leave, but either way you'd be there to handle the news with her.

morning person

pairing: rhea ripley x reader

prompt: "hey you've got a hand, i've got a hand. it's pretty cold out here, maybe we should hold hands." + "you have to pay the kiss toll."

Rhea in the mornings was nothing short of a difficulty. She didn't want to wake up. She didn't want to get out of bed. And she made damn sure that you knew every little thing she did was a hinderance to her state of being. It was ridiculous and dramatic, and maybe, just maybe, one of the reasons that you had fallen for her. Rhea was usually very serious but watching her act like a whiny brat reminded you that she wasn't nearly as intimidating as she came off.

"Why the hell am I awake right now?" Rhea asked as you dragged her outside. It was earlier than usual and the two of you were in a semi-unfamiliar city. You had grown up in the area, so you sort of knew the place, but Rhea had only ever been here for shows. That meant she spent maybe a day or two here and then just left. She'd been confined to hotel rooms and maybe a restaurant or two in her free time. "Do you know what time I got back in?"

"Serves you right for going out with Priest and Riddle last night instead of coming straight back to the hotel room with me," you told her. Rhea whined as she shielded her eyes from the sunlight. "Come on, there's a coffee place right up the street. I'll let you buy me a cup."

"Buy you a cup? You're the one dragging me out at the crack of dawn," Rhea complained. She was prepared to go on, but one glare from you stopped her.

"You come home at 2:30 after drinking and smelling like someone else's cheap body spray, you have to deal with whatever I put you through the next day," you told her. Rhea didn't argue with you. She regretted staying out last night, but she hadn't wanted to abandon her friends after the show. "Now, hurry up because it's cold."

"I don't wanna go fast, I want to go to bed," Rhea mumbled. You rolled your eyes and bit back a smile. A gust of wind blew past the two of you and Rhea shivered. She walked behind you for a few more feet before stepping in front of you. You ordered the coffees at the shop and Rhea paid for them. The two of you drank them in the shop before going back out to walk back to the hotel.

"Damn," you swore as another bit of wind picked up. You hated how windy it got in the mornings, especially after a bit of rain the night before.

"Hey, you've got a hand, and I've got a hand. It's pretty cold out here, so maybe we should hold hands," Rhea suggested. You didn't question her motives at all as you took her hand in yours. She practically pulled you along to the hotel, your slightly shorter legs having a bit of trouble keeping up. The two of you went back to your hotel, Rhea insisting on getting a bit more sleep while you packed up your bags.

"So, I take it you aren't doing the gym today?" you teased. Rhea grumbled and you set the bags down by the door. "Come on, let's get going. I want to get back to Florida as soon as possible."

"Don't rush me, I'm hungover." Rhea was being whiny, which you knew wouldn't make for a fun trip. It would have been easier to prolong your stay for another day, but you were way too eager to get back home. A thoughtless action occurred next as you pulled Rhea to the edge of the hotel bed and hoisted her up onto your shoulders. "Put me down. Put me down, now."

"Are you going to put the bags in the car?" you asked Rhea. She tried wiggling out of your grasp, but it was too tight. Once it became clear that you weren't giving up, she sighed and gave up. You set her back on her feet, but did not completely let her go.

"I can't get the bags if you're in my way," Rhea said with a forced smile.

"You have to pay the kiss toll to get past me," you told her. Rhea rolled her eyes as she sighed dramatically. "Last night all you wanted to do was kiss me."

"And now I just want to sleep," Rhea whined.

"Wonder how that feels. Pay up." You crossed your arms over your chest and planted your feet. Rhea gave you a couple of quick kisses before getting into the third one. You hummed in satisfaction afterwards and let her pass you. You even helped her carry the bags to the car and drove the first 3/4 of your trip so Rhea could sleep.

Unbreakable Bonds!

Pairings: Liv Morgan x Alex Steel

Warnings: 18+, sexual themes, Minors DNI, anything else I missed.

Tag Squad: @bbygirlky18 @bbygirlnessa18

Word Count: 317

Part 1: Unexpected Encounter.

Liv Morgan stepped into the bustling wrestling gym, her heart pounding with anticipation. She was ready to hone her skills and take her career to new heights. Little did she know, this day would be more than just a training session.

As Liv made her way to the ring, she couldn’t help but notice a captivating figure in the corner of her eye. It was Alex, a talented wrestler with an air of confidence that caught Liv’s attention. Alex’s moves were smooth and powerful, captivating everyone in the gym.

Curiosity sparked within Liv, and she found herself drawn to Alex’s presence. She mustered up the courage to approach her, introducing herself with a friendly smile. 

Liv: “Hi I’m Gionna aka Liv Morgan! Mind if I join you in the ring?”

Alex: “Hi I’m Alex aka “The Love Warrior” Xena Smith! I don’t mind at all. Come on in.”

Once Liv stepped in the ring the two wrestlers instantly connected, sharing stories of their journey’s dreams, and love for the sport. 

As the days turned into weeks, Liv and Alex’s bond grew stronger. They trained together, pushing each other to new limits. Their friendship blossomed into something more, something they couldn’t ignore. Liv found herself falling for Alex, captivated by her strength, determination, and the way her eyes sparkled when they locked gazes.

On one fateful evening, after an exhilarating match, Liv and Alex found themselves alone in the locker room. The air was charged with anticipation as they stood face to face. Liv’s heart raced, unsure of what would happen next. Then, in a moment of what felt like an eternity, their lips met in a passionate kiss, sealing their love for each other.

Their journey was just beginning, and Liv knew that this love story would be filled with challenges, triumphs, and everything in between. But together, they were ready to face whatever came their way.

Hallo, I'll make a request for 1995 Undertaker please: he finds a big rip in his coat soon before he has to go make his entrance, and a stagehand who is always shy and quiet but secretly likes him a lot offers to go out of her way to fix it for him, then later Taker is in the graveyard and finds that same stagehand, looking sad, they talk and she tells him she was orphaned young and she always feels alone, as they speak the feelings between them are growing until Taker holds her in his arms and they kiss sweetly, officially becoming together now, makeout and kiss somemore and Taker carries his now girlfriend inside his spooky house lol. Sorry if it's long.. -_-

AN: Thank you for your request! I'll try my best to deliver this is my first fic so yk lol enjoy!

Warnings(?): None really just kissing :]

Not proof read! My first fic please be nice

TuT👍

You strolled through the halls of backstage. You managed to land your dream job working for one of the bigger companies, WWE. You got a job as stagehand. this job could be tedious since you had to run around setting things up, fixing wrestlers costumes, making sure props were switched with their breakable counter parts.

It was just a usual day for you. Everything was going good, the crowd was loving the show. You were sitting in the "costume room" making sure none were ripped from stunts and such when you heard the door open with an ominous creak. You looked up to see The undertaker in all his intimating scary glory. You didn't say anything you just glanced up at him and back down to the costume you were finishing up with a minor repair needed. You assumed he needed a part to his costume or something. Vince McMan the owner of WWE always seemed on edge with the undertaker given how he acts his ominous presence just being there. You got how Vince felt you were already pretty shy around the wrestlers male or female but with Taker...you really tried to have limited interaction with him because of his intimating appearance and demeanor. You couldn't lie you might have had some feelings for the Deadman. Just how he was so ominous and vague...it intrigued you. You wanted to know more about the Deadman and what drives him to be the way he is...

Your thoughts were interrupted by a deep voice rumbling out in the small room as the Deadman removed his coat. "There's...a rip in my jacket. Fix it." You deadpanned as you looked up at the black leather jacket that Taker held out to you his cold eyes scanned your face as you took his jacket without a word. You had a line of costumes you had to fix but you stopped to fix Takers jacket for him because he was on soon. You began to sew the tip for him as he just stood there staring at you under his back and purple Fedora. As you finished up, you tied the knot to secure the repair and gave it a little test tug before handing it back to him. You smiled up at the Deadman which caught him by surprise. "It shouldn't rip in that area unless you cut it or someone pulls really hard on it." You turned away as Taker put the jacket on and slightly nodded his head before leaving the room just as his theme began making the crowd go wild.

Later that night you stood over your parents graves. You placed a new set of their favorite flowers in the little side jar in between their respective resting places. You stepped back and just stood there. The slight wind blew gently through your hair seemingly trying to be a sort of comfort.

As you stood there you let a couple of tears fall. The bright beautiful moon made them shimmer as they fell down your face. You felt a Presence behind you and you turned around thinking it was a grave keeper that was coming to tell you that they were closing up for the night. Instead you were met with Taker...he stood behind you without his hat this time. You turned your head wiping your tears as Taker tilted his head slightly. "What's wrong little one?" Taker asked his voice low with a bit of curiosity. You looked up and then looked away again before you said in a small voice, "Nothing just visiting some people..." You felt Takers hand take your chin with surprising gentleness. Your eyes met his as he asked again, "Don't lie. What's wrong?" Your heart skipped a beat as you felt a new wave of tears film your eyes as they slowly trailed down your face Taker used his thumb to wipe them away.

"I'm visiting my parents...they passed when I was little so...I had nobody growing up. I guess I'm just reflecting on that." You said, your voice small and timid. "I see" Taker said his voice low and rumbly as he looked away then back to you before he slowly pulled you close and held you in a surprisingly gentle hug. You paused before hugging him back. Your arms were unable to wrap all the way around his waist due to his muscular body.

Taker tilted your head up and stared into your eyes. You stared back a light blush creeping up your neck coloring your cheeks. Suddenly Taker leaned down, capturing your lips in his. You froze but then closed your eyes and kissed back. You placed your hands on his chest as he pulled you closer by your waist.

Taker's tongue invaded your mouth making you let out a small gasp which made him chuckle. You wrapped your arms around his neck as you kissed taking little breaths in between. When Taker pulled back you were left slightly panting as he stared down at you with a slight smirk. You blushed as what you just did set in. You buried your head in his chest as your blush covered your face. "It's alright love. A kiss never hurt anyone right?" Taker chuckled as he picked you up into his arms bridal style. You squeaked as your blush intensified. "Wait!" You called out making Taker look down at you as he made his way to his manor. "Do not fret love, I am taking you home, where you will be safe with me in my arms and sights always." You thought about it for a moment, 'how bad can this be?' you thought to yourself as you leaned your head on his shoulder a happy smile painted on your face.

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!

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