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Okay I’m back with a new idea, I’ve been fixated on this since you picked ministry taker,

We know of the wedding between taker and Stephanie. However I want reader to interfere. Reader starts off sweet but slowly deteriorating into possessive behavior. 💜

This one’s not as detailed, but I hope it’s enough. I really loved the last one. Thank you so much 💜

(Hi! Sorry for the long wait! I've been really busy with work and things going on atm but I'll try to do you a solid and try to not let you down!)

Mine and mine only🥀

Ministry Undertaker x Reader (gender neutral as possible.)

He talked about it. All.the.time. "Stephanie" this "Stephenie" that. It pissed you off to no end and you didn't know why. He picked you as his right hand for a reason. You were the opposite of him. The one to give him the other side of things. So...why were you so angry?

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"Tonight we take action." He said in that smooth deep voice that rocked your brain every time you heard it. "Stephanie will be my wife and we will finally take control of the WWF" He was smirking under the hood. His sharp teeth shined under the candles that casted an almost otherworldly glow over him. He had to be yours...no but we need the control. What was going on? Why were you thinking like this why-

"something wrong dove?" Taker's voice snapped you from your trance. You must've been staring into space again. "It's nothing. Just thinking." You muttered back. "Oh really? What about? Enlighten me." Your heart thudded at his smooth voice. "It's nothing important my lord" you muttered back. "Really? You've been quite quiet these past few weeks. Is it about Stephanie?" Your heart clenched and your mind raged even though you didn't want it to. "O-of course not." Damn you stuttered. That gave it away for sure if the rapid squirming didn't. "Your squirming and stuttering. Something's the matter. I need you at your fullest dove." Your heart melted at that beautiful name he called you. "Really I'm fine." You said. "Hm. Well…if you say so. Don't let this distract you. We have a lot to do."

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That scream...his hands on her. It should be you...YOU...not that stuck up daddy's girl. Your hands itched as Paul bearer squeaked out the unholy quotes. Your heart hammered hard against your ribcage. You needed to stop this. You needed him. He doesn't need her. He needs you. He said it himself! He needs you.

You reached out and grabbed Taker's shoulder. "Little one. Do not disturb this..." His voice was a hum of annoyance and venom. You didn't care. "I object..." Your words made the acolytes and Paul bearer fall silent. Taker slowly turns to you with a sharp gaze. Stephenie even stopped screaming. "You....what?" Hissed taker. "You dare defy me little one?" He growled and reached out and grabbed your throat. "We need this. She is the key. She will be my wife and have no choice but to give me the control over the WWF." Taker glared at you. "No." You grumbled. "You should be mine...we can take over the WWF...I can do it with you...just I need you to be mine...mine all mine!" You grabbed Taker's shoulders shocking him but he schooled his features. "That's...not a bad idea dove..." Taker trailed his hand down your neck, making you shiver. "Get Stephanie to the car." The acolytes scrambled to untie Stephanie and dragged her off. It was just you and taker now. Paul bearer had wenty off with them. "I need you...your mine. I'm tired of hearing you talk about that daddy's girl! Your supposed to be mine. I'm your right hand...you need me just as much as I need you right? Right!?" You held onto Taker's cloak. Taker chuckled and slid his hand up your throat to tilt your head up to him. "I did all along little one. I just needed Stephanie to get the control but...your proposal is...more..." He chuckled. "Enticing~" Taker pressed his lips to yours making you shiver. He was yours...forever.

(Thank you for reading! 💖)

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So real

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Hey there fellow true creature of the night have followed your blog for a while now i absolutely love and enjoy your work so much especially Undertaker since I an a huge big fan of the Undertaker as he is forever my all time most favourite wrestler one of my many comfort characters as well

Anyways I was wondering if you could possibly do a Ministry Taker x Reader fanfic or like a one shot where Taker kidnaps the reader and wants to make them their eternal bride of darkness and the Reader gladly accepts since they have been madly in love with Taker since the beginning of his career and I basically just want lots of fluff love and attention between the reader and ministry taker and you can even add a little bit of smut to it if your comfortable and completely okay with that but as long as there plenty of love attention kisses and fluff in it then I am happy anyways thank you for taking the time to read my request and please take your time with it as there’s no rush at all thank you and keep up the amazing wonderful beautiful incredible work my friend

😊☺️🥰💜🖤🩶⚰️⚱️🪦🦇 

HELLO ALL. I apologize for the huge delay in my posting. I've been under the weather lately and am trying to find motivation to write. Rn it's about 3am and I scrolled through my asks and suddenly gained some motivation to write after an argument on Reddit. 👍😍 ANYWAYS- don't think y'all care too much with what I've been doing lately so enjoy! 😊💞

Stupidly in love.

Ministry of darkness undertaker x F!Reader

Stupid, stupid, Stupid...

You strolled through the famous death Valley grave yard. Your friends dared you to go into the supposed haunted grave yard and see if all the rumors of the ministry of darkness were true. Of course you didn't believe them, the pictures of the supposed leader however were a staple in your mind that you thought about 24/7. You couldn't deny that you haven't fallen for the creature of the night that supposedly ruled over death Valley. You've only seen the pictures of the deadman sightings and damn you'd be lying if you didn't think he was one fine man. Or lack of really.

You strolled past the graves. Careful to not step on any parts of which the caskets would be laying below to give the people who have passed some respect. You sigh and glance back to try and see your friends at the gates. You've been walking for a good 20 minutes. But when your eyes snapped to what you hoped would be the gate in the distance. All you saw was the deep thick fog that had not been there just a few seconds ago. "The hell?" You whispered to yourself as you looked back in front of you only to see a tall hooded man in front of you. You froze looking up into the hood and your blood ran cold...the rumors were true. Too bad you wouldn't be able to tell anyone. In a flash the man quickly but gently placed a hand over your mouth. You had no time to struggle nor process the man's power as you slowly drifted into an unconscious state. All you heard was a few soft words uttered from his lips as you felt a cold hand pull you into his embrace. "Hush my dove...relax I have you."

You awoke in an unfamiliar bed. Your hands felt the silky smoothness of deep purple sheets as you came to. "What happened?" You thought to yourself as you sat up. Your head was pounding. You pressed your palms into your eyes to ease the pain as you looked up to the click of the door. In walked none other than the undertaker. Your thoughts were interrupted by his deep voice. "So you've awoken I see." The undertaker walked to your side pulling down his hood letting his beautiful black locks fall over his shoulders. You could feel your cheeks heat up, pulling the comforter up and tighter around your form you were dumbfounded as you stared up at him. Ogling at his beautiful features. A chuckle snapped you from your school girl level of silent fangirling. "Oh my...how interesting..." He purred, taking your chin in his hand. "Seems you are rather silent aren't you? Is it fear? Or... something more...lewd hm?" You felt your face flush more as you averted your eyes. "Sorry..." You whispered. "Don't be dove. I find it... interesting. Most would be cowering, begging to be set free...but you? You're gazing upon me like I'm the love of your life. Guess we can skip the convincing hm? Seems I've got you wrapped around my finger." The undertaker purred, emphasizing his point by gripping your chin tighter. "What?...what do you mean?" You asked curiously. The undertaker laughed. "Don't you get it? I've been watching you dove. I've taken a liking to you. I don't know why...but you interest me doll. You seem perfect for me. For my ministry. You seem perfect for the role of the queen of darkness. How does that sound to you?" You mind raced. "Me? Why? Out of all people why me? His queen!?" Your face flushed even more as you thought through a million possibilities. "Why me...?" You muttered as you looked into the deadman's eyes. He chuckled in response. "Because. You intrigue me my love. Your not...fearful of me or the rumors about my ministry. Your curious. And not just about the rumors. I think it would be fair to say you "love" me hmm?" He smirked down at you as you trembled in everything other than fear. "I mean...I just..." You stuttered. "God did he have this effect on everyone???" You thought as you looked away. The Deadman chuckled and sat next to you on the bed. "So my love what do you say?" You pondered and thought until you came to a conclusion. "Yes. I would love that." You whispered as you looked over at the undertaker.

That's how you got here. Perched upon his lap as he conducted a meeting with his followers months later. Takers hand rubbed your thigh that was covered by black fishnets. You were dressed in a beautiful black silk dress he picked out for you that morning. Taker dispersed the meeting. Once the final follower had left, he hummed softly into your ear as he gently rested his face in your hair, inhaling your scent. "You're simply divine you know my love?" He murmured as he messaged your thighs. "You've mentioned it." You chuckled before leaning back onto his shoulder looking over at him as his deep green eyes bore into yours. "How can I not? I'm only preaching to my queen what is true." Taker smirked as he kissed you deeply. Guess being stupidly in love with the Deadman wasn't so bad.

MY FINGERS ARE NUMB. Ty for reading!!! Much love. Good morning good evening or goodnight! 😘💖

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I JUTS WANNA UGHHHHH

#NEEDTHAT

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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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HELP ME WHY IS HE SO...😍😦🤌😭🙏

HES SO KWNZHFMSJDNWHFND

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BIG ANNOUNCEMENT!!!!!!!

I'm back everyone! And I'm as motivated as ever to write so please feel free to request! NEW THINGS THAT I WRITE FOR BELOW! 👇

(donno the artist 😭 on Pinterest tho)

Anyway! I will DEFINITELY write for wolverine and deadpool and like others from the x men depending on who you choose! Feel so free to request!!!! I wanna write about these bozos and x readers so bad lmao.

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GOD 😭❤️💃🕺💃🕺💃🕺🧍‍♀️

Big Evil you own my heart 🫶🏼

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I need him so bad bro 😭

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HELP LMAO

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

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

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Cutie patootie oml 😭🤌

blehhh fuck you

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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!

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Sheesh that hit deep ❤️‍🩹

Taker’s sweet l’il promo from Raw - March 23rd, 1998 chatting to his parents before he heads off to Wrestlemania and flattens his baby brother.

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GAH DAYUM 🤯😩💕😍💗❤️

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Ah yes dog of wisdom grant me your luck

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I didn't think it was OOC, I thought it was perfect to my interpretation of his character! I like the idea that he's rather gentle when not in-ring, for instance just look up Undertaker 1995 interview and Undertaker 1997 Jim Ross interview, those are a demeanor like that 😊

I took your advice and watched that interview! I loved it and it opened a new perspective on the undertaker for me! I'm glad you liked it love 💗