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cherryskyies · 9 months
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Sebastian & Undertaker w an insecure s/o
trying desperately to make creative brain juice flow guys. sometimes my wording feels off but it's been a hot minute since I've been writing on a regular basis.
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Sebastian
Sebastian is well aware of your insecurities regarding your body before you tell him. He sees it in the way you suck your stomach in when his hand brushes against it, body stiffening when he chooses to keep it there.
He is not an idiot, but he cannot help but be confused as to why you see yourself in such a negative light; you're pure and soft, untainted by the evil surrounding you. Perfection in his eyes.
When the topic arises, his hand still against your flesh, you feel embarrassed. "Can I keep my shirt on?"
Sebastian pauses for a moment, "what if I blow the candles out?" he suggests, desperate to feel all of you, not needing the dim light to guide him.
You comply, still hesitant to know you'll be laid bare beneath him, but Sebastian is quick to toss your anxiety out the door with his skilled tongue.
He will fuck every ounce of doubt and insecurity out of you. Praise follows each thrust.
Undertaker
He has seen a lot of bodies in his life given his field of work and yours isn't anything he hasn't seen before, so why are you ashamed?
In his eyes, every bit of you is a work of art. He paints you in his free time but nothing he does fully captures your beauty.
"I've seen a lot in my life, doll," he starts, slender fingers tucking a strand of hair behind your ear, "but I have not seen a girl as alluring as you."
If he could explain you in simple terms he'd say heaven on earth, his very own angel.
Undertaker does his very best to make you comfortable, knowing your insecurities and determined to prove he adores every inch of your mind and body.
His slow hands glide over every curve and so-called "imperfection", leaving kisses followed by praise in areas you tense up.
It is his goal for you to see yourself in the same light he does and he will succeed; don't give him a challenge you don't want him to win.
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writing4iambored · 1 year
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Random Undertaker headcanons (1) (with s/o)
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He loves being bathed by you or with you. It shows you care about him as his depression and busy schedule often keep him from taking proper care of himself. Plus he loves having all you attention to himself and the intimacy this activity provides;
Loves when you comb his long hair, it's very relaxing to him and you can feel him melt over you when you comb or braid his hair;
Loooves cuddles, either you resting on his chest or vice-versa, big or small spoon... he craves your warmth and the sound of your heartbeat;
Likes to wear matching couple oufits, especially matching Christmas jumpers, Halloween costumes and pyjamas;
Very supportive of all your endeavours but will be honest with you if he needs to tell you off or advise you (he is so old I think he is sure he knows best and that combined with his protective nature can become a bit overbearing at times. But he only wants the best for you 🥺);
Can feel low often due to his depressive thoughts about his past and future (losing his loved ones, etc) so be sure to support him. Hold him tight and distract him with his favourite activities, sing for him and he will melt!
He is never too far from you as he doesn't want to risk you being in danger and him being too late;
No matter how bad your cooking is, he will always compliment it as he is so grateful that you cook for him (plus he isn't that picky with food);
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Undertake with a reader that loves his weirdness and sometimes share a braincell with him?
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Undertaker is certainly not stupid.
Or at least as stupid as he claims to be.
Undertaker loves how "weird" you are.
It makes him feel comfortable.
Now you two can be weird together.
( Or you don't think you're weird. )
You sleep in grave coffins, feed bones, and try to scare customers.
Many people have been traumatized because of you.
Especially Ciel.
Ciel is really going crazy with the two of you.
And you enjoy “a little” annoying him.
The relationship between you and the Undertaker is happy.
He is not going to reveal to you his plans for reviving a person.
Everyone has their secrets.
And this is his.
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magicalara · 1 year
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Hello! What are your Undertaker headcanons? ☺
Hi hi!!
Let me tell you bro, Undertaker, he’s one cool guy in my humble opinion. I won’t say everything but here are some of the main one’s I firmly believe in:
- This is one I’ve seen a lot of people saying, but Undertaker loves physical touch. Platonic or romantic, if you’re close with him, he will hug you and poke you and grab your shoulders to make you jump and just touch. He also likes it reciprocated; he’s very touch starved, you see. Even something as simple as leaning close like while he’s working makes him happy.
- So we know that reapers need sleep and I extend that to also needing to do certain basic necessities such as eating (at least once a week, they are technically supernatural so I can’t say if they need food everyday). Undertaker, though, he doesn’t sleep. Or at least, he doesn’t have a good sleep schedule. As such, he tends to just kinda fall asleep during his “breaks” from working wherever he lands. Whether that be in a coffin or at his desk is really up to how tired he is and how long it’s been since he last slept.
- A baker and a chef. He doesn’t use proper currency because well, he deal’s with laughter, so he doesn’t always have a bunch of ingredients on hand. But, when he does, he likes cooking and baking. It took years of practice to make the perfect dog-bone shaped biscuit and he refuses to let those skills go to waste.
- Buys those joke books and reads them to himself when there isn’t much business. He even will say them to his “customers” if he’s feeling really lonely, but you didn’t hear that from me
Hope you liked my headcanons hehe :)
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Hey everyone!
I’m going to start making head-cannons of our favourite man Undertaker. Just send me your scenario of him and I’ll make some head cannons for you cause there isn’t enough of him and I’m bored!!!!!!!!
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therealvampira · 1 year
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Undertaker (Adrian Crevan) x Reader- The Fog
Published: January 22, 2023- 1:57 AM EST Time
Word Count: 2,855
Pairing: Undertaker x Reader
Summary: While taking a casual stroll through the vacant cemetery, you are faced with a surprise encounter with the Undertaker, whom you were close with before he disappeared after the Campania incident.
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“Finally”, you thought. The old cemetery was completely still, the only nearby sounds were that of the rustling trees in the wind and the flapping wings of old crows that flew by. What a beautiful, yet eerie scene it was. The fog slowly arose from the ground, blurring even the nearest sight, until you could barely make out the outline of the rusty old gate that you had entered from.  Making your way down the path that led to the end of the graveyard, you stopped by the stone bench that you’d always sit at. 
Usually, you and Adrian would sit out here on that stone bench and talk with each other, make jokes, or enjoy each other's silence. These vulnerable moments that you two shared is what made your bond so strong, and practically unbreakable. But for now, and for many months, he had disappeared. Very often, Adrian would have some business down at the funeral home right by the cemetery, and on many of those nights, you two would wander about and be yourselves with each other, without worry of any judgment, since this cemetery is normally vacant at night. You missed those gentle, vulnerable moments- you started to wonder where he could have possibly gone off to. Just the thought of you two possibly never meeting again brought a great sense of melancholy within you. Leaning back into the stone bench, you folded your arms and released a deep sigh. 
The moon shined through the tall trees as they danced into the night to the rustle of the leaves. The fog blurred it, almost making it look as though you were to see it upon just waking up, when your vision is still quite faded. From the distance, you heard leaves crunching ever so slightly, but you thought nothing of it. You were in such a deep state of melancholy, that almost nothing would pull you out of it.
Almost nothing.
The crunching of the leaves grew closer and closer, causing you to panic. 
Was someone here?
Are they going to tell me to leave?
Snapping out of your anxious state, you avert your gaze away from the distant street lanterns, and turn to explore the sound that came from behind you. At first it didn’t look like much, just black, maybe a shadow. As this black shape grew closer, you noticed long white locks of hair stood at its sides, and from the thick fog, came glowing green eyes. 
There was no way it could be mistaken for anything else. Standing before you, was your one and only companion, Adrian Crevan. 
You stood there stunned, in complete, utter disbelief. ‘Impossible’, you thought, how could he just come back like nothing happened? Where was he? Was he here the whole time?
So many thoughts raced through your mind, that you hadn’t realized how close he had gotten to you. As you took a few steps back to catch your composure, you stared him down. Perhaps your eyes have fooled you, and an illusion had been created from the fog that cloaked the cemetery. No, impossible- you could feel his breath in the cool air, it must have been real.
“Long time no see, (Y/N) dear..” he spoke. 
“Adrian…where…how?” you muttered, at a great loss of words.
“After the incident with the Campania, I went off to Weston college to pose as the headmaster, you see. I knew the Earl would be there, and I could continue my work with…a new project of mine” he explained, as he waited for any sort of response from you.
“I…missed you..” you said as you nearly threw yourself towards him, hugging him tightly, as if to make up for all the missed company.
“I’m sorry, (Y/N), really. I’ve missed you too” he admitted.
“Adrian, I truly started to think I’d never see you again. You worried me to death- don’t just wander about and disappear so abruptly, that really hurt me..” you said, frustrated. 
As upset as you were with him, you couldn't have been happier to have him here with you again. You felt his luminescent eyes wander your face, and looked up to meet them with your own. It’s been quite some time for you, and finally looking at his face again, you’d thought it’d be impossible for a man to be so beautiful. So perfect. So striking. 
Almost hypnotized by his perfection, you paid no attention to the way his face slowly got closer to yours. As soon as you snapped out of your trance-like state, his lips had already met yours. He gave you a delicate kiss on your lips, barely even touching you. The feeling of his lips barely brushing against yours, so close yet so far, made you eager for more. It was as if he was teasing your mouth with his own. 
Pulling back, he gently placed his slender hands around your waist with a firm grip and leaned towards your ear. 
“It’s okay (Y/N)- there’s no need to say anything- I know. I love you too” he whispered, sending shivers down your back as his breath tickled the skin of your neck. He moved his hand from your waist to the back of your neck, placing more kisses on your lips. At first they were quite sloppy, and so delicate that your lips barely even brushed against each other’s. Then after several moments, the kisses gradually picked up more intensity. He could tell how eager you were, how badly you wanted to him to take you right fucking now, and for the both of you to make each other feel good with your own bodies. 
But you were nervous too. You hadn’t seen him in so long, and even before that, you two were just friends, or perhaps close companions even. You’d never imagined this would really happen, despite how many nights you stayed up thinking of it. Thinking of how he’d feel or how he’d sound, and many other indecent thoughts. 
Somehow, you had been so deep in thought yet again, you hadn't realized he stopped kissing you. Now, you gasped as you felt his lips on your neck, licking your ear and jawline every few moments. 
Fuck. This feels so good. Is this even real? 
“Adrian, wait…” you interrupted.
“Hm? What seems to be the matter, dear?” 
“It’s cold..and I don’t want to do this out here” you answered.
“I see, let’s get you someplace more suitable”
Without another word, he picked you up bridal style and made his way towards the funeral parlor. How odd of a place to do something so intimate. But you didn’t mind, he worked there anyway, and it almost became like a second home to you. Shutting the door behind him, he took you to the receiving room of the funeral parlor where there were a few couches, tables, and multiple lamps that lit up the room perfectly, but still left the room dim. It was almost a normal living room.
Placing you back on the ground, he placed a firm kiss on your lips. Caressing your cheek with his hand as he brushed his thumb against your lips, he looked you deep in your eyes.
“Certain you want to do this, dear?” He asked
You nodded in response, a bit shy to really say anything.
“(Y/N), your words. Use your words, I want to hear you say it and be sure you want this” He added.
“Adrian..” you spoke, not really sure what to say. 
“I…really want this. I want to feel you, I need it..” you finished.
“Whatever you please, my lovely” he said, grabbing your hand as he kissed it, locking his fingers into your own.
With great care, he slowly began removing your clothing, careful not to rush it just in case you would change your mind or get uncomfortable, so he could give you time to express any discomfort. Finally, he’d removed all of your clothing, as you attempted to cover yourself in embarrassment. You still had your panties on, so you tried pressing yourself against him to cover your chest.
He grabbed each side of your face with his hands, pulling you into another kiss. Without warning, he picked you up and put you on the green, velvety couch where the lamp sat next to. Kneeling in front of you, he spread your legs apart and placed them around his shoulders. You flinched in embarrassment, making him chuckle under his breath.
“You’ve waited so long for this, yet can’t hold onto your composure” he teased. 
“Adrian!”
“Sorry my pretty, just teasing”.
While he gently kissed along each of your thighs, he occasionally reached up and played with your nipples, making you squirm in pleasure. Tracing his long nails against the thin fabric of your panties, he pulled them aside, not yet fully removing them. The sudden exposure of air against your drenched pussy caused you to bite your lip. He began moving his fingers just on the outside of your pussy, paying careful attention to the area just above your clit, making sure to be extra gentle.
Unconsciously, you began to loosen up and allowed yourself to let out a few moans and your breathing became slightly faster and harder, until you were panting as his fingers moved in all the right places. 
He took off your panties and tossed them aside, leaving you fully exposed and vulnerable in front of him. 
“(Y/N)” he spoke, “Show me how you like to be touched” he ordered.
“But, I enjoyed what you were doing. Could you…keep going please” 
“Oh? But (Y/N), I want to watch you pleasure yourself. I want you to make yourself into a mess as I watch” he added. 
Shyly and hesitantly, you moved your hand down to your pussy and rubbed yourself in slow circles. With your best attempt, you tried to replicate the motions he did on you, and make yourself feel as good as he made you feel. It just wasn’t the same, you needed him pleasing you, your own hands were not nearly enough compared to how he was making you feel. 
“Could you…keep touching me like you were” you asked shyly, feeling your face heat up rapidly. 
“Aww, how sweet. I knew you’d be needing me” he teased.
He gave your drenched pussy a long lick up and down. And then another, gradually picking up the pace. Now, he was eating you out, seemingly determined to taste every bit of you. Before you could cum, he paused, and watched as you struggled to keep yourself together. 
“I don’t want to wear you out so soon, dear. Please be patient for me” He said.
Standing back up, he stood over you while you were still on the couch, leaning down to kiss you once again. Once he pulled back, he grabbed your hand and slowly rubbed it against his dick through his clothes. Despite your intense fluster, you still grabbed and played with him through the fabric, making him release low, quiet moans. 
The sound was like music to your ears as it filled the silent, dim room. You could barely believe you were actually there, making him feel this good. But you loved, you loved the sweet noise that escaped his mouth with each gentle movement. 
Barely able to wait any longer, he quickly pulled his cock out from his pants as you hesitantly grabbed it, stroking it slowly at first.
“No need to be shy, lovely. It’s all yours” he reassured. His words gave you goosebumps, making your stomach flutter in excitement. 
Your strokes quickly became steadier and less hesitant, causing him to grunt and moan more frequently now. Looking at the way his cock fit into your hand as you stroked it was almost a…delicious sight to say the least- you needed to know how he tasted. Slowly, you flicked your tongue across his tip, using your lips for a little suction. He gasped slowly in surprise at your sudden movement, moving your hair aside so you could please him more efficiently. Still sliding your tongue up and down at a slow pace, you could feel the slightly salty precum in your mouth.
The taste of him in your mouth made you need more. Sliding your tongue across the tip wouldn’t do it, you wanted his cock to fill every corner of your mouth. You slowly took in a bit more at a time, until you were sure you couldn’t take anymore of him, and used your hand to stroke the rest you couldn’t fit.
“You’re…Nghh” he struggled “getting used to this rather quickly aren’t you, my pretty” he managed to say between his soft moans and grunts. 
“You seem to be enjoying yourself,” he added. 
Just the sound of his voice was enough to send you over the edge. You began to stroke him faster while focusing your tongue on his tip, watching as he started to come undone just from your mouth. Hearing him let out even the slightest whimper felt so amazing, as his noises filled up the quiet room. 
“(Y/N) hold on a moment” he said, gently pulling your head away from his throbbing cock, as the precum continued to leak down his tip. 
“I want to savor this- right now it's too soon for it to be over” he explained. 
“Lay back down on the couch for me” he ordered.
Laying back down on the couch, he climbed on top of you, pinning your wrists to the arm of the couch with one of his hands. He used the other to gently caress your face as he kept eye contact with you, a soft expression on his face.
He let go of your wrists and began placing kisses along your body, taking time with every corner of your skin. As he carefully rubbed your nipple with his thumb, he took the other in his mouth, flicking his tongue on it. Without breaking eye contact, he took the other nipple into his mouth once again, as a string of saliva trailed from his mouth.
If you were to be honest, this the most erotic sight you'd ever seen. The way he’d shamelessly held eye contact with you while fondling and sucking your breasts.
Suddenly, you felt the tip of his cock brush up against your pussy, making you flinch. You could still feel the wetness of your own spit on his cock when it just barely rubbed against you. He pushed your legs closed together and thrust himself between them, rubbing against your desperate, throbbing cunt. 
“Please…I want to feel you” you pleaded.
“Hm? Not sure I heard you there” he teased. He knew exactly what you needed.
“I need you inside of me, please stop teasing me, would you” you said desperately, hoping he’d finally fuck you senseless.
“Good girl, asking so nicely” he cooed. 
Finally, you felt him push past your entrance as he slowly fit himself inside of you an inch at a time, careful not to hurt you. He started off painfully slow, making sure you could feel every vein and curve of his cock as he throbbed inside of you.
“Are you enjoying yourself, dear?” he asked, as he held your chin up forcing you to look at him. 
“Mhmm” you muttered, not quite able to speak coherently. Right now, you felt vulnerable under him, but regardless, he made you feel safe and comfortable.
“You can cum whenever you're ready, I believe I’ve teased you enough tonight, haven’t I?” he added. His thrusts began to pick up speed, as he arched his back slightly to hit all the spots inside you even better. The sound of skin slapping, and both of your breathless pants and moans filled the room as you two got closer and closer to orgasm. To make things more intense, he placed sloppy kisses against your lips while you moaned, drowning out your noises.
He went from soft grunts and moans to little whimpers and pants as he got closer, and his movements became sloppier. Just watching him become such a mess, hearing his whimpers was enough to get you off so much faster. Desperate to cum, you started moving your own hips to match his pace. 
“(Y/N), I’m…nghh” he exclaimed, before finally cumming inside of you as your cunt continued to throb on his cock even after you've both finished. As you nearly collapsed, trying to catch your breath, you felt his warm cum fill you up. 
“I love you, (Y/N). So much” he said as he lazily kissed your lips, collapsing at your side as he held you.
After unconsciously falling asleep, you woke up in a dark room, only now, you were clothed in your nightgown. You looked to your side and saw Adrian asleep on the bed next to you.
‘The bed? He must have taken me here while I was asleep’ you thought. 
Seeing him sound asleep next to you made you feel safe and reassured. Pulling the covers back over yourself, you snuggled behind him, wrapping your arms around his body as you breathed in his comforting scent.
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🕯You can't believe your eyes, control is so hard to keep Obsession can be hell from which you'll never be free ⚰️
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Goodnight or morning, wherever you are, dear reader🎞
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yandereaffections · 2 years
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Something about being hunted down by vampire!Undertaker is just getting to me. The mixed playful madman with the scared-for-their-life innocent darling is just 😚👌 Would you please take on this writing task?
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When you do inevitably notice the long silvered haired man appearing near corners of where ever you might be don't think it's due to hunger, well not completely, the cut covered up on your arm surely smells appetizing even from that far away but he couldn't bother scaring you away for a simple taste when he has all the bodies at the morgue to drain the blood out of
Of course undertaker is awfully chatty when he finally has you cornered in a situation you couldn't easily slip from without coming off as rude, nevermind his creepy stretched out smile, this man is nothing but polite as he gets to know you despite his weird behaviors such as refusing to leave the shady seat he has and the occasional uncontrollable giggle
The time you go out at night best believe you'll run into him. No matter what your relationship could be considered at that time undertaker will still say it's necessary for him to escort you wherever you may be going to at such a dangerous time of the day, no longer keeping any type of distance due to the lack of sunlight offering his arm to hold onto like quite the distinguished gentleman, green eyes slightly glowing in excitement of your touch behind his hair.
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suvidrache · 7 months
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Maybe undertaker (black butler) with a s/o who makes coffins/ works in a funeral home like him?
S/O Works In A Funeral Home
age in bio when interacting. minors do not interact.
Word Count: 152 | Read it on AO3 | Event Tag List | OG List
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He has two conflicting opinions. Hell yeah, someone shares the same job as him. You know the pain and all the things that he has been through. He can talk to you, and you wouldn't be confused. Maybe you might even share the same humor as him. It's great!
On the other hand, why. Why do you do this? You're a human. Your life isn't very long. You choose to spend your living days hanging out with the dead. You could be out enjoying your life, not seeing these things, not dealing with these things.
Making coffins, he would be excited cause you could make him new ones. He loves, loves, loves coffins. Also, wait, that means you also make coffins for other people…
He'll support you with whatever you choose to do with your life and will be there to help you out and give you advice when you need it.
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chihoshisai · 1 year
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more than friends but less than lovers
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orangebutterfly · 2 years
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Undertaker
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Отношения с Гробовщиком
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Could you do headcannons for Undertaker with an s/o who has trouble cumming? 🥺
I love your Black Butler hc and scenarios💖
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Undertaker with an s/o who Has trouble cumming Headcanons + Drabble
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Fandom: Black Butler/ Kuroshitsuji
Rated: 18+
Warnings: humping, praise, dirty talk, 18+ content in general
Genre: Smut
Admin Harmony: Wohoo guess who's back? It's me! I wanted to come out strong and I think I did just that baby! Thank you so much for the compliment and I hope you enjoy this!
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᯽Yeah, I understand the frustration of having trouble cumming. 
᯽So once you tell Undertaker about your issue with cumming, he will look rather intrigued. 
᯽ Obviously he will see it as a challenge. 
᯽And you know damn well he is going to try to succeed at doing it. 
᯽So he will suggest doing different things to see what will be the most effective. 
᯽He will finger you, eat you out, use of toys, the list goes  on and on. 
᯽He will also have you try different positions to see what can help too. 
᯽Hell, if there is a very weird or specific kink you have he will indulge in it happily. 
᯽*Cough* bonus if you also have a  spit kink as well.  *cough* 
᯽He loves experimenting and communicating with you. 
᯽He just wants to make sure you are comfortable so he will ask you questions while doing the deed. 
᯽”How does it feel when I touch you here?” “Do you like this, hm?” 
᯽”Tell me all of your fantasies, my love.” 
᯽ If he doesn’t make you cum the first time then he will take note of what to do or what not to do for next time. 
᯽definitely would want to try edging with you. 
᯽He loves edging so he would think it would be fun to edge you. 
᯽Also will love to use sex toys to also help with cumming. 
᯽He is so pro sex toys. 
᯽ Once he finally gets you to cum he will be so happy. 
᯽ He will feel accomplished, and again will take note on what to do next time. 
᯽It’s really all about experimenting and communicating with one other, and he is more than happy to do it with you. 
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You couldn’t help but squirm under his touch as his long, lengthy fingers expertly explored every inch and crevice of your sensitive nub. You weren't exactly sure how he was able to figure out what made you feel this way since you had so much trouble with cumming all by yourself. Your whimpers started to become audible, his fingers plunged deep inside of you, you could feel your arousal dripping from your wet cavern all the way down to his lap which was soaked. 
“You look so adorable like this, my love.” Undertaker teased, slowly curling his fingers to hit your g-spot, feeling your body shake with wanton lust. “Does this feel good, dear? Do you want me to go faster?” Your stream of whimpers sounded pathetic, not being able to speak up properly. “I need you to speak clearly for me. How else am I going to make you cum?” “Y-yes please go faster… I need it.” You pleaded to him, Undertaker let out a chuckle, entertained by how desperate you are for him. “Anything for you, my love.” He hummed, moving his fingers in and out of you softly, then gently moving faster, while curling his fingers inside of you, to make sure  was hitting the right spot. He watch as your arousal continued to leak out, wetting everything that was below you, your pussy clenching around his fingers, “Ah, that’s new my dear. You never reacted like this before. We are getting somewhere.” Then out of nowhere, Undertaker took his fingers right out of you, watching you whine loudly and denial. “Nooo Adrian why? I need you!” You begin to cry, you hated how empty you felt without him, he needed to go back in or you don’t think you will ever get to cum for a very long time. 
“Hush, if you really want to come, then you will have to put more effort into it. Ride my hand like how you would do me, I’m sure you are ready enough to do that.” You weren’t exactly sure if that was true, you didn’t trust yourself with making yourself come. “Go on, if you need any help then I will happily oblige.”
Those words were somehow very comforting to you. Undertaker places his already wet hand in front of you, low enough for you to sit on it. You did exactly that, placing yourself onto him, gasping at the touch of his hand on your warmness. 
“I think you know what you need to do next, don’t be shy, you’re doing wonderful.”
You wrapped both of your arms around him as you gin to grind yourself onto his hand. You begin to move slowly, your grinding was a bit sloppy as you tried to find the right rhythm and pace that could get you off. Then, you begin to move your hips faster, your breathing hitching as your arousal grew more and more, now it seemed that you were leaking even more now, “Ah ah ah, up at me. I want to see your beautiful face as you come on my hand.” His dirty words and silky voice did something to you, which caused you to pick up the pace of your riding. You looked pathetic, but in the cutest way possible. You couldn’t believe that you were about to come just by riding Undertaker’s hand. What sent you over the edge was when he randomly started to rub your sensetive nerves. You halted your movements, moaning as loud as you can, shocked but also very pleased that he started to pleasure you again. Then Undertaker randomly halted his movements, you whined out in frustration. “Now now, you need to also put in work for your orgasm as well, nothing is free, my dear.” You sighed, but you began to move on the palm of his hand again, you needed this, and you will do anything for it. Your hips moved along with the movements of his hands, the friction added something extra. Your streams of moans were music to his ears, his eyes never leaving yours as you finally reached your climax. You cling onto Undertaker, the feeling of euphoria filled every inch of your body as long as your mind. You never wanted this feeling to end but sadly, it did. Once you come off from your high, you begin to pant, not realizing how much of a mess you made Undertaker. 
“My my, that was very intense but it seemed like it worked out tremendously,” He said, looking down at his lap which was soaked in your arousal. You looked down as well, biting your lip out of  embarrassment, “Yeah…. I think so too.” 
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cherryskyies · 1 year
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Can you do fluff head cannons for undertaker with a fem reader?
Fluff headcanons w Undertaker and his s/o
I feel like I got a bit carried away with this one, but enjoy<3
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Your entire relationship is filled with cute moments from the second you wake up to a gentle kiss on your forehead to planning your future together while under the covers. 
Being with Undertaker is falling in love with him everyday all over again. Feeling your heart swell with pure adoration while you sit on the bar stool, watching him make breakfast and sampling the food before it is even done.
Some days are more slow paced than others, allowing for you to spend the gloomy London nights wrapped in a blanket together in front of the fireplace; steaming cups of tea sit in front of both of you with bowls of hot soup and you cannot help but look at him with love and smile, wondering how you got so lucky. 
Every now and then the both of you will let your inner child out and play hide n seek with the coffins. You never win, but you’re happy to lose if it means seeing him smile — you’d do anything to make him smile and he’d do the same. 
Undertaker has one rule he likes to follow: All three meals are to be shared together. Growing up, he had never had anyone to share a meal with, so having you around makes him feel worth something; he’d be heartbroken if you shared a meal away from him.
I see him as more of an acts of service and words of affirmation guy when it comes to loving you. Your beauty is impossible to define, but he will spend his last breath trying. 
On the receiving end, I believe Undertaker to be more of a touch kind of guy. Your hands exploring his body or reaching under the dinner table to hold his makes him feel like he is on top of the world.
You are his goddess and he is your most loyal follower, worshiping at your feet willing to do whatever you ask of him, which is why it is so hard for him to fathom you doing the same to him, but every time your eyes meet his he feels deserving of your love.
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writing4iambored · 1 year
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Random Undertaker headcanons (2) (with s/o)
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He is always there for you, no matter what, he will protect and comfort you. Tired of dealing with the outside world? He will let you know that nothing else matters but you and him. He will remind you that human lives are too short to worry about mundane things. He will hold you in his strong arms, give you many kisses and reassure you that everything is alright.
Loves to have tickle fights where he will be giggling and drooling. His smile always fills you with happiness.
You can be yourself with him, he is too old to care about appearances, you always look beautiful to him and he will make sure you know that.
You can also feel comfortable around him. Unlike with the outside world, you can just relax and do what feels good, no need to stress about planning activities or be worried that you will show a side of yourself that you don't like. Undie loves you for who you are, and he is mature enough to just co-exist with you sometimes where you are doing nothing more but relaxing.
When he isn't working, he likes to participate in any activities you're currently doing. Watching a YouTube video with you, watching you do a hobby or even join in with you... he loves seeing you excited about things and he wants to be part of your world of interests. Due to your age difference, he wants to make sure he doesn't get left behind if your interests are more modern.
Sometimes he is your rock, and other times he needs you to be his... his depression can hit hard at times. Fears of losing you, that you might leave him, fears of being alone again.. memories of loneliness and pain might come flooding his mind. During these times he might become really clingy, quiet, silently cry... he doesn't want to bother you with his issues so its up to you to notice these moments and hold him extra hard. Kiss him, say how much you love him, what he means to you, do his favourite activities with him. Be patient!
Be ready for a shameless man. No amount of bodily functions or fluids disgust him, so be prepared for him to expect the same from you. I mean this guy is hundreds of years old and has seen/smelled everything. Either you or him farted? He will laugh himself into a drooling mess. It smells? Trying to run away from his stinky farts whilst holding a disgusted expression? He will grab you and laugh his ass off at seeing you struggle to escape the gassy attack.
A good thing about him being shameless is that you don't have to feel self-conscious about any issues you may have. Got your period? No problem, he will help you feel comfortable through it instead of being like "eww periods icky". Have a cold and look/feel horrible with snot constantly coming out of your nose? No problem, he is mature enough to deal with any situations without judgement and swiftly try to comfort you in any way he can. All he wants is to feel needed, be useful and see your beautiful smile again.
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UNDERTAKER WITH A S/O WHO IS LIKE HEAD REAPER OR SOMETHING???
Can u put caps lock off? Me no like shouting. Shouting makeas me wannt to delete request.
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When you met each other Undertaker was already retired.
He didn't know who you were.
But you were very interested in him.
Undertaker would love it if you had a good sense of humor.
Like you said you knew who he was.
During his career, the Undertaker had gained notoriety.
( At least Black Butler in the anime. )
And you wanted to get to know him better.
The Undertaker was different than you expected.
He was much more "idiosyncratic" and less serious.
But that was one of the reasons you enjoyed his company.
But because of your work, you didn't get to spend that much time with him.
You were too busy with paperwork.
One Grell can do a lot of damage in one weekend.
The Undertaker may come to meet you at the workplace.
He would like to cheer you up.
Paperwork can be terribly boring.
He also brought cookies~
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blondeaxolotl · 6 days
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It was Othello's fault
This trend was so fun I'm glad I did it, never drew a more normal looking UT until now Original image:
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undertakerssugarbaby · 11 months
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Random undertaker comfort headcannons
Feeling a bit down recently so I’m making headcannons of my favourite man ❤️
You’ve been pretty sad lately? He immediately notices your change in mood. He knows you can sometimes have these moments when the world seems a littler duller and lonely, so he goes into comfort mode!
When he first notices your shift In mood he starts to pay some extra attention to you so you know your not alone. He’s there along side you to help you cook, do work, or even tries to get you out of the house for a walk or something. He knows that sometimes you may not have the energy to talk during these moods so he makes sure you don’t feel pressured into doing that.
Sometimes you just need to take a break and he’ll be there to help in any way he can. You need a good cry? He’ll hold you tight as you let it all out. Need some cuddles? He’ll happily cuddle you to death. Need to talk? He’ll listen to whatever you have to say. He just wants you to know that he loves you.
He’s very comforting because when he holds you, you feel so safe. He’s warm and has a soft scent. He speaks to you calmly and softly to calm you down during breakdowns and panic attacks.
He’s very open minded so don’t be afraid of venting to him. He won’t ever judge you for your feelings and he’ll always listen to you when you vent.
If you need something to take your mind off of the stress he’ll try his best to make you laugh! He’ll do silly things and tell weird jokes. Anything to see you smiling again.
He knows that sometimes life gets to be too much and he wants you know that he’s always there for you and that he loves you.
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