undertaker with an s/o who has a similar personality to aziraphale ; sfw
requested by ; anonymous
character(s) ; undertaker
reader info ; gender neutral, behaves in a manner similar to aziraphale from ‘good omens’
genre ; fluff
content ; just fluff
note ; this is a very loose interpretation of aziraphale’s character as i have never seen the series (and have no plans of watching it either haha), so you’ll need to forgive me for taking some liberties here and there
original request ; ‘From the requests pending I know You must be rlly rlly rlly busy, but there's an idea that lives rent free in my head: Undertaker(and any Character You would like to write for, if You wanna add any) in the aziracrow trope with reader were reader is Aziraphale!! Good luck with every requests and feel free to ignore this one, thank you i'm advance 😙’
oh you are the absolute light of this man’s life
a cheerful, bubbly little bookworm with strong morals and who always strives to do the right thing no matter how difficult it might be to achieve? yeah he’s not entirely convinced that you’re not a supernatural being like he is
(more specifically, when you two first met part of him was convinced you were an angel — he can’t see someone as darling as you ever being something as depressing as a reaper or as rotten as a demon)
he might not be traditionally bubbly, but more often than not he’s very cheerful in his own eccentric sort of way so it’s safe to say that you two compliment each other wonderfully
your bubbliness and optimism are one of the few things that can drag him out of his depressive spirals when he gets caught up in mourning all the people he has lost — poor vincent especially — and after so long working as a reaper and then a member of the a.o.e you’ve done a good bit of work towards reinstating his faith in humanity
(not much, mind you, but a small bit for sure)
undertaker is very protective over you, and over your happiness in particular, and will go above and beyond to keep you away from the parts of his life and his work that could carry even the smallest risk of dimming your ‘spark’ — after all, just because he’s able to do it doesn’t mean everyone will be able to maintain a cheerful and upbeat demeanour when dealing with the dead
likewise he’s not above taking someone’s life if they pose enough of a threat to you
he may not care much for the queen’s money, but undertaker does have connections — more than enough to allow him to spoil you with all the books you could possibly desire
because he loves to make you happy, to see you smile because of him
he makes a point of sending you to the back whenever ciel and his butler stop by, making sure you’re out of sight and the demon has no excuse to interact with you, and he’ll only call you back out to the front when sebastian leaves
If you're up for it, could you maybe write some american badass undertaker x fem reader fluff?when he first became biker taker he kept his hair long at first, right? -> okay, so I've had this stupid scenario in my head for quite some time: undertaker braiding his SOs hair and vice versa (idk i think that would be really cute :3 ) oh, and it would be really dope if he'd call the reader babygirl 🥺🥺🥺
Thank you!!
Hi hi, Anon! Thank you so much for this ask - it’s such a sweet idea! Sorry it’s taken me a while and I hope it’s what you were looking for…
He wanders into the room in his usual uniform of well worn blue jeans and a Harley Davidson t-shirt, glancing around as though he’s looking for something, before triumphantly seizes upon his hairbrush that he’d left randomly on one shelf of the bookcase. He takes the elastic out of his hair and shakes it loose while you watch from the couch, thinking how he looks like a great big lion shaking his head. He raises the brush and then you say quietly,
“Can I do it?”
He pauses and looks around and down at you. “Huh?”
You hold your hand out. “I want to brush your hair.”
He tilts his head to one side and a smile pulls at the corner of his mouth. “Well, ok. Go ahead.” He hands the brush over to you and then just stands there as you figure out the mechanics.
“You’re gonna have to sit on the floor.” You gesture with the brush and so he does as you ask and takes a seat in front of the couch as you wriggle into a better position. You’re then faced with the magnificent red mane of hair and run your hand over it. You’ve never actually brushed anyone else’s hair and are suddenly worried about catching any knots. Concentrating furiously, you tease out a section and then brush the ends first before carefully working your way up to the roots and then finally combing through right over his scalp. To your surprise, he leans his head back a little more and practically purrs as it makes contact.
“Ohhh, that feels good, babygirl. You can take as long as you want with this, lemme tell ya.”
You smile delightedly and set about the rest with more confidence, working through it in sections and taking time to run your fingers through it as you go. You brush it forward over his shoulders and sneak in a little neck rub which after a short while has him tipping his head back so that you can plant a kiss on to his forehead.
“You’re spoiling me here, babygirl - gonna braid it for me, too?”
“Of course,” You smile and gently push his head forward again and start to brush again so that you can carefully separate the thick, red locks into three even sections. Once you’re satisfied you begin to cross the sections over in a tight, neat braid. All the way down until there’s just a few inches of hair and at that point you take the elastic and tie the whole thing off.
He tips his head back again and you smile. “Is it my turn now?”
You keep smiling, but your brow furrows in confusion. “What do you mean?”
He half turns and reaches around your waist with one arm. “C’mon down here and lemme do yours.”
Your eyes widen and you slide down off the couch to get into position, sat between his long, stretched out legs. You settle in and then have the wonderful sensation of his big hands on your head, gently stroking all your long hair back and smoothing it down. He picks up the brush and begins to work methodically with a gentleness belied by his general outward appearance. You feel him carefully ensuring that you have an even parting and then he takes one half and lays it over your shoulders and then you sigh with pleasure as you feel his lips press to the side of your neck, his stubble scratching over your skin.
“This really is nice, isn’t it?”
“Mmhmm,” he replies, lips still moving against you. “I’m gonna put you in pigtails, babygirl - I think that’ll look real cute.”
You giggle and nod and then hold still as he turns your head slightly with one hand and commences to braiding. He gets to the end and clearly realises that he needs an elastic and so shifts about to get his hand into his pocket, rummaging around until he finds one and then fixes it in place. He picks up the brush again and works on the other side and you can’t help pushing your head against it in order to get a scalp massage of sorts from the bristles. He chuckles and presses a kiss to the top of your head.
“Babygirl, you’re just like a kitten. Now, let’s get this braid all done, huh?”
You sit still again as he separates out the hair and methodically plaits it all the way down and this time you slip a hair elastic off your wrist and hold it up. He plucks it from your fingers and twists it around to fix the braid and then pats your hip.
“C’mon - hop up now.” You get to your feet and he follows you up and then sets his hands around your waist as he smiles down at you. “Yup, I knew it - my babygirl is pretty as a picture.”
“His and hers braids,” you reply, tossing your head side to side so that your pigtails dance. You reach for his and use the end to tickle his nose. “So, now that you made me all pretty, where are we going?”
You make a small jump and he boosts you up so that you can wrap your legs around his waist as he holds you.
“Well… seeing as our hair is all tied up good, why don’t we hop on the bike and go find lunch?”
You nod happily and press a kiss to his lips before he walks from the room to head to the garage with you still clinging to him like a koala.
Headcanons about how Undertaker, William, and Lau would react if his gender neutral crush accidentally confesses to him?
Note: Thank you for the request! Really enjoying writing these. Hehe.
Warning: Gender neutral reader.
Genre: Fluff
Word Count: 543
~Undertaker~
He laughs.
Laughs a lot until you get mad at him and attempt to walk away.
He grabs you before you can leave and attempts to apologize, but you don't seem convinced.
Undertaker doesn't truly believe you fell for someone like him.
People tended to stay away from him because ...well...he deals with the dead! (It is his occupation, plus he's a shinigami)
Once he sees how serious you are, he grins, pulling you close by your waist and holding up one of your hands as he starts to sway you into a slow waltz.
Despite his long, silver bangs covering his eyes, there's a hint of happiness swirling in his green orbs. He feels somewhat alive again. You're bringing color to his dark, melancholy life.
Undertaker does warn you that his love for you will last even after death. There is no 'till death do us part'.
Again, he's a shinigami, so he'll make sure that you two stay together.
~William~
Hate to say it, but he doesn't accept your confession at first.
Feels as if it would interfere with his work. Believes love and business don't mix together.
Eventually changes his mind. He misses you so, so much. He misses how close you two used to be.
Even Grell comments about how stupid he is (which William couldn't help but poke him with his shears).
Grell only knew what was going on between the two of you through you after pestering noticing William's change in behavior.
Takes William a while to apologize, but he's determined to put his pride to the side because being without you is worse than working overtime and he HATES working past his shift.
Feels really silly about how he didn't think about balancing you and his work life. Not saying he enjoys work, but he is dedicated to it so why can't he be dedicated to both?
Probably a bit more dedicated to you now, but still.
Although he is a bit aloof, he shows his love in his own way. Makes sure that you get enough rest for your job, eat enough for the day, staying hydrated, making dinner when he knows you've had a long shift, or actually takes off on important days/days that you are unwell or when he just wants to spend time with you.
~Lau~
Lau pretends to be surprised when you accidentally confess to him, but admits that he's known for a while.
He knows a lot of people and people talk.
But he's also observant despite him acting oblivious most of the time. He did notice that you were a bit more fidgety around him.
After you confess, he's ecstatic, but a bit afraid. He has a lot of enemies and is concerned about them trying to use you against him.
But that's when he triples his security, especially when he couldn't be around you.
Lau not being around you is somewhat rare. He wants to bring you with him everywhere, especially to his birth country!
He's considered high class in China (and in England) because of his occupation plus his ties with the Qing Bang. He's going to make sure you're treated extra special.
You're with him now, so he'll be taking care of you.
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.
Y/N was waiting for Undertaker to come while they were preparing dinner for him. Y/N heard the door open and then close. Y/N was expecting a ‘darling I’m home’ along with a kiss but it didn’t happen. Y/N looked to see him put his hat on the coat rack and went straight for the sofa. ‘Something is wrong’ Y/N thought. Y/N turned off the stove and took off their apron. “Honey is everything alright?” The look on Undertaker’s face was enough said. “Just not feeling it today darling. Maybe its just one of those days.” Y/N hates when he gets like this, but Y/N always had a solution.
Y/N went around the sofa to cuddle him with his head against their chest. “Awww well don’t worry I can make you feel better.” Y/N started giving him kisses all over his forehead and face. He couldn’t stay in that gloomy mood for long because he started to smile and giggle. Y/N kept kisses him and began to tickle his sides. His laughter got louder, and he was trying to make Y/N stop. “Darling you don’t have to tickle me so much.” Y/N stopped and looked into Undertaker’s eyes that wasn’t hidden by his hair any more. Undertaker soon did the same thing when he calmed down.
“I’ll fix your dinner and I’ll get your bath ready. How does that sound?” He smiled. “That sounds wonderful.” Y/N kissed him on the lips and got up walk into the kitchen. Undertaker was right behind them hugging them from behind. “Thanks for making me feel better. I needed it.” Y/N snickered. “Once you get done with dinner, I can make you feel way more better.” Y/N held a plate in their hand and handed it to him. He took it and sat at the table so he can eat.
In the mean time Y/N went into their bathroom to run a nice long bubble bath for him. He loved those type of things because it was an opportunity to have more bonding time. Y/N turned the knobs to get the water nice and warm. A little hot but not burning hot. When the temperature was exactly right Y/N plugged the drain and let the water slowly fill the tub. About ten minutes have passed and the tub was filled just right, and it was time to add the bubble bath. A hint of lavender and chamomile scented the bathroom, and it was very relaxing.
Y/N heard the door to the bathroom open and there he was half naked with a towel wrapped around his waist. “Couldn’t wait, could you?” He shook his ‘no’ and walked closer to you. “Will you be joining me my love? It would be way more fun.” He rubbed his against Y/N’s and he kissed their lips. “How can I say no.” He dropped his towel, and he slowly sank into the warm bath water. His muscles began to relax in the water while he was eyeing Y/N as they undress.
Y/N slowly went into the water with their back towards him and laid against his chest. He snuggled close and kissed Y/N’s neck. “My love you don’t know how much I appreciate you. I’m do glad you came into my life.” Y/N relaxed into his arms as the kisses became more frequent. “I know you are honey. I’m glad too. I wouldn’t be with anyone else unless it was you.” Y/N hand traveled into the water to find his cock and began massaging it slowly. Undertaker was getting the gist what was going on and two can play at the game.
Undertaker's hand when into the water and began to rub Y/N at the same pace they were going. “My love you are the only one that make me feel this way. I never want to lose you.” Y/N began to moan as Undertaker began to go faster each time, so they decided to do the same. The knots of their excitement began to build in their stomach and their ending was near. “Undertaker I love you and nothing will change that. I will never hurr-rt you.” Undertaker was in so much bliss he could barely speak. “Mm-my love I will never hh-hurt you either. II-I love you too mm-much.”
His face dove into Y/N neck, and he began to bite it slightly, but it was enough pressure to make Y/N moan louder. “Cum with mm-me darling. Let’s cum tt-together.” As if on command Y/N began to see white as their eye rolled to the back of their head. Undertaker wasn’t to far behind when Y/N rubbed him a few more times before their high came down. Their breathing were in sync and they cuddled each other in the lukewarm water.
“Looks like we need to change the bath water.” Undertaker chuckled and turned to look into Y/N eyes. “I meant was I said darling. I will never hurt you. If I do, I’ll do everything in my power to make it up to you. That's a promise.” Y/N was getting a little teary eyed but shook their head. “I know Undertaker.” Y/N moved a little to drain the water and then turned the water on. “Now let’s have a proper bath. No funny business this time.” “No promises my love.”
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Kuroshitsuji | Black Butler
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Undertaker (Kuroshitsuji) / Original Female Character(s), Undertaker (Kuroshitsuji) / OC
Characters: Undertaker (Kuroshitsuji), Original Female Character(s), OC - Character
Additional Tags: fluffvember, Confession, mentions of undertaker’s work
Series: Part 3 of Fluffvember 2020
Summary:
Undertaker has fallen hard for his new apprentice, but what is he to do about it?
To say the day was bad, was a huge understatement! Her boss had been riding her ass since she got to work. Something had gone very wrong and the boss was leaving it in her hands to fix. She had to do that a lot, fix other people's mistakes. She was one of the best and brightest at her job and that's why they depended on her. But damn someone else could've handled it. Now she had her job to do plus her bosses? Ugh she really wanted a cigarette and to be home.
Home...with her loves!
Sometimes she had to remember what waited for her. Even on bad days she had to take five seconds and remind herself how amazingly blessed she really was. Baron was waiting for her, Taker was waiting for her when she got home. So was Baron's great Dane Xander! The three big guys waiting for her. "Ava!" Boss yelled. There went her good vibes. That lasted zero point five fucking seconds. Ava got up and went to her bosses office. "Yes." Ava said. "Where are the closing reports!" Boss growled.
"I haven't had time to do them I'm working on what you asked!" Ava shot back. She was annoyed, she couldn't do it all!! "I need those first!" Boss snapped. "You could help me, or tell me what you need before hand!" Ava snapped. Her boss looked at her and Ava walked back to her cubical and started working again. She was so wrapped up in work that she missed lunch. But as soon as her boss came back from her lunch the reports were on her desk. Ava sat on the roof and smoked a cigarette. "Fuck this day." Ava breathed.
As she stomped out her cigarette and stood up her cell rang. She answered it without looking. "Princess, where are you, you missed our lunch date." Taker asked worried laced in his deep voice. "Oh fuck, love I'm so sorry, this day has just been horrible I'll make it up to you." Ava said. She wanted to cry, she could've used his massive arms around her at lunch. That would've been perfect. "Ava!" Taker said. "Huh?" Ava said. "Princess you didn't hear anything I said did you?" Taker asked. "No." Ava sighed.
"You don't have to make it up to me just try and have a good last few hours." Taker said. "I'll try love." Ava said. "I love you Ava!" Taker said. "I love you too." Ava said. They hung up. "Ava!" Her boss called as soon as she stepped inside the office. "Yes?" Ava asked. "You have to finish everything I gave you tonight!" Boss said. "What, are you kidding me I can't it's too much!" Ava snapped. "Sorry looks like you're staying over." Boss said. Ava groaned and stomped back to her cubical and sat down. She worked passed closing to get everything straight.
The reports were filed and put on her bosses desk. As she locked her bosses office so nothing could happen to them her cell rang. She ran to get it. "Ava, kitten where are you?" Baron asked. His voice was laced with worry and she closed her eyes. "Did I miss something important again?" Ava asked completely at her wits end. "No kitten, just where are you it's so late." Baron said. "I'm leaving the office now, I've had a long bad day, do I have to cook?" Ava whined. "Absolutely not kitten just get your ass home so daddy can rub your back." Baron growled low.
She smiled for the second time all day. "Yes sir." Ava chirped happily. "I love you Ava!" Baron said. "I love you too." Ava said. They hung up and she smiled as she got on the train. It had been a long day, a bad day. But now as she rode home she knew things would be better. Her men were waiting for her. She was so lucky to have Baron and Taker to love and take care of her. A relationship like theirs had issues but most of the time they could work them out. She was the balance they needed, two big strong alpha wolves and her beta to their alpha, or their Luna.
She loved them both equally and didn't play favorites. She got off the train and walked into the house. Xander met her at the door and put his paws on her shoulders licking her face. "Xander get down!" Taker barked. Ava giggled and pushed him down scratching his ears. "Taker he's ok he's just meeting me at the door like a good boy." Ava laughed. She instantly felt all the bad go away when she was met with Xander. But more so by Takers protective tone. She dropped her keys, purse and shoes at the door and then pulled off her coat.
Taker was behind her now and hugged her tightly. "Welcome home Princess." Taker said. "Good to be home, love." Ava said. He turned her around and caressed her cheeks with his thumbs. Her big blue eyes met his brown ones and he smiled. "How was your day?" Ava asked. "Good." Taker said. He captured her lips with his and slowly picked her up as he kissed her. Her body eagerly wrapped around his and she gripped his hair as they sat down. She felt his big hands rub up and down her back. "Hey don't hog her!" Baron growled.
Ava pulled back laughing and looked at Baron coming into the room. He picked her up and she wrapped around him too. "Am I a party favor or something?" Ava asked teasingly. "You're our princess and tonight you'll be treated like it." Baron said. "Oh?" Ava giggled. Baron cupped her cheeks and kissed her passionately. His equally big hands held her up now as he walked toward the bathroom with her. Taker laughed and got up going with them. "Ok Baron let her breathe." Taker teased. Ava giggled and looked at them.
Baron put her down and turned her around. "Oh wow!" Ava breathed. The bathroom had candles everywhere and a bubble bath waiting. "When you get out we'll have dinner." Taker said. They left her to take a bath. She got into the tub and signed loudly. She soaked in the tub for an hour. Baron came into the bathroom and kissed her softly again and again. "Dinner is ready kitten." Baron said softly. "I'm coming love." Ava said. She stood up and he wrapped the towel around her small frame and picked her up out of the water.
She sighed and he caressed her head. Her pink hair was wet and her big blue eyes were bright and happy again. He kissed her long and slow. "We have treats for after dinner." Baron said to her lips. "More of daddy's lips?" Ava asked softly. "Always more for my kitten." Baron said. He walked out and she got dressed in her comfy clothes and went out. The table was set and taker smiled at her as he went to her. "Feeling better my Princess?" Taker asked. "Yes, but it would be even better if you kissed me again." Ava said.
He laughed and leaned down. "Your wish is my command princess." Taker said. He kissed her long and slow running his fingers through her wet hair. "Hey." Baron said. They all laughed and Baron came over kissing her too. She gladly accepted them kissing her every minute because she could do it forever. They ate her favorite dinner. After Baron and Taker put the dishes in the dishwasher. They went to the living room and Baron wrapped her up in her fluffy blanket and sat her between them. "Movie night starts now, with only our kittens favorites." Baron said.
They watched a few of her favorite movies. Baron and Taker had taken turns caressing her head as they watched the movies. She sat bwteen them said and sound. "Time for treats." Baron said. He and taker got up and went to get her treats. Baron came back with banana ice cream with fruit and taker gave her a Snickers bar. Ava squealed in delight and kissed them both. It turned into making out with both of them as they each held her tightly. She ate her treats and of course shared with her loves. As soon as she was done she felt a thousand times better. "Turn around kitten." Baron said. She put her back to him. He slowly rubbed her shoulders and neck.
His big hands were perfect to work out all the kinks in her shoulders and neck. Taker took her legs and started massaging her feet and legs. Ava sighed loudly and then moaned as it got better. Her eyes fluttered closed as they removed the last bit of stress and ickyness from her bad day. "Ava." Baron whispered. "Huh?" Ava asked. "Time for bed Princess." Taker said softly. "I don't wanna move." Ava whined. "Do have to kitten." Baron said. He picked her up and they went to their bed. It was huge as it would have to be for all three of them and Xander.
Baron laid her down in the middle. The guys got undressed and slid into bed in their boxers. She sighed as they both held her close. "Good night Ava, I love you Princess." Taker said kissing her long and slow. His free hand kept caressing her head. Baron lifted her chin and kissed her long and slow. "Good night Ava, I love you Kitten." Baron whispered to her lips. "Good night Baron, good night Taker, I love you both so much." Ava said. "Not as much as we love you!" They both said. All three drifted off to sleep. Avas bad day was long forgotten now as she laid between the two men that loved her unconditionally.
Wrestlemania; the busiest time of the year for any WWE superstar - especially your long-term fiance Mark - better known as WWE’s The Undertaker. Wrestlemania may be your fiancee’s only appearance nowadays but that didn’t calm the chaos that surrounded the whole event. His presence was in high demand for every single media and publicity event.
~The day of Wrestlemania~
Pandemonium. Absolute Pandemonium, was the only way to describe the backstage area right now. Everyone from the superstars to techs to the seamstresses like yourself were stressed to the absolute limit. You sat down with Leslie from the makeup teams finally thinking you were getting a break after organising 50 skeletons for Triple H’s entrance when you saw an extremely pissed off and stressed out Undertaker come your way.
“Y/N thank fuck I found you” he breathed out grasping what looked like the lead druids outfit in his hand “One of my druids has been taken ill and she was the one leading the whole group of them and now the entrance is going to look fucking horrid!” he huffed sounding rather exasperated. I bit my lip just thinking about how stressed out your perfectionist fiancee must be - when performing at what is more than likely his last match in WWE; he just wanted the night to perfect.
“Can’t you just take one of the guys at the back and place them in her place” you enquired not sure how to calm him.
“No, no sweetheart you don’t get it!” he shouted in a clearly irked tone that he had tried to cover in order to answer you “If we do that the shape of the people at the back will look uneven!” You pursed your lips trying to think of an idea -
This was something that people wouldn’t have expected from The Deadman but trust me he was a complete perfectionist; a stubborn one at that. You thought train was interrupted by the deep voice of your fiancee. “Y/N!! You could be my front druid - I've looked around and everyone is too busy” your eyes widened upon hearing his words.
“Mark...are you crazy?! You know i hate people and there’s 65,000 of them out there!” you squealed flailing your arms around rapidly.
“Sweetheart please” he pleaded “Plus it’d be perfect - the love of my life sharing my last Wrestlemania with me” he held out the outfit to you. You rolled your eyes before snatching the outfit from his gloved hand.
“You’re lucky I love you Mr Calaway” you smirked heading towards the closest changing room. Oh and you owe me big time.” you shouted over you shoulder with a wink.
The main event of Wrestlemania went without a hitch and secretly you really enjoyed being part of Marks entrance. He picked up the win to signal the end of his lengthy career and even though it was the end of his WWE legacy it was still just the beginning for the rest of your lives together.
A/N: Another imagine finished! This may not be my best work but i really hope it’s okay and you all enjoy reading!! ~ Moxxii
