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Transported into Black Butler  (Undertaker x Reader) 1/??

Hey besties! This is my first fan fiction after a long time away from writing so ummm I hope yall enjoy. There might be slow updates though because it takes me a while to think.

Undertaker/F!Reader

Word Count: 10.8K

(NOT EDITED YET! Ignore the spelling/grammar errors for now if there are any <3)

As I looked on my phone, I realized that I spent hours watching AMV’s and playing Genshin again. Is this what my life went to? I don’t even have contact with my friends that much anymore because I’m too entrapped in fictional realities. Maybe I should… stop obsessing over these things? Nah, I’m perfect just the way I am. I decided that maybe I should go outside to get some fresh air. Since I’ve been trapped inside for so long because of covid, fresh air could do me some good. I quickly threw on some shoes and made my way outside. It was kinda hot outside, but the wind helped cool me off. Maybe this is how Todoroki feels. Dang, I did it again. I quickly upped my pace as I made my way towards the front of Wonderfalls. It was a peaceful silence, nobody outside, the only lights emitting from the houses and street lamps, I loved it. It felt like I was the only one in the world. As I focused more on my walk, I noticed a glowing blue orb thing just staying in one spot. It looked perfectly in place with the surroundings and it was as if it was… waiting for me. I looked around to see if someone was holding it but no one was to be found. I did the only sensible thing a person could do, I ran back into my house and locked the door. Cheryl asked me why I was running like the police were behind me, so I responded by telling her my story about the orb and the comfortable silence. When I finished, she looked at me like I was crazy. 

“I know this sounds crazy, but trust me.”

“Y/n… maybe you should take a break from everything. You’re struggling to separate reality from fiction and it’s making you crazy." She finished with a strong resolve. I felt like if I pressed it anymore she would try to search up therapists for me again so I let it go.

“I’ll just.. go take a shower. Maybe that’s what I need”

“Yep you do that buddy.”

After failing at describing my recent experience with my sister, again something strange happened. The orb that I saw in the street was miraculously in my room. I knew it was meant for me, but what’s it for? I decided to investigate it before touching it with my bare hands. I looked around the orb and again, nobody was there. Then I decided to look through the orb and it looked like a faint outline of something, but the blue was too overpowering so I gave up on deciphering it. That’s when a faint buzzing sound began and my ear began to ring. What the… is that a bee?? I internally freak out until I see the orb begin to vibrate. I think the fuck not. I run straight to my bed and hide under my covers. I reach my hand out to feel around for Wooyoung and Leo but my hand touches something warm to the touch. It was almost comforting, like putting on warm fuzzy socks while sitting in front of a fireplace with hot cocoa. I yank my hand back inside the blanket and think about what my next plan of action would be. Maybe I… become dauntless and look for what it was? No, I’m too much of a wimp. Maybe I could call for Cheryl? But what if she can’t see it? You know what Y/n? On the count of three, you just stop being a wimp and look at what it is. Ready?? One… Two… 

“THREE!” 

I yank off the blanket and I see the blue orb turn more into a lighter shade of the previous color. Why did it change? Is it related to the buzzing? I reach towards the orb to grab it and while my hand is outreaching, the orb acts like a magnet and travels to my hand. Woah, this is weird. This time, the orb kinda felt like nothing, just like if you were to brush your hand in the air. I pull my hand away from the orb but the orb was stuck on it. I shook my hand, but the orb wouldn’t budge. What the heck is wrong with this thing? I tried to use my other hand to yank it off but instead, both of my hands were stuck. 

“CHERYLL” I screamed multiple times but she never responded. As I tried to walk to the door, the orb began to absorb my hands and drag me into it. I began to hyperventilate and wonder if this was the end for me. Am I going to die? I guess I won’t see Undertaker as I die. I close my eyes as to y/nng my end to a peaceful standpoint but what happens surprises me. My body felt as if it was laying on a soft bed with gigantic pillows. I wince my eyes as I see a y/nght light through my closed eyelids. 

“Lady Y/n, it’s time for you to wake up now.” A familiar voice says.

“What?” I respond to the voice as I gently open my eyes.

I hear curtains being drawn and then the same voice that I heard starts again.

“We have a busy schedule today. Firstly, you and the young master have a meeting with the other nobles about the situation. Next-“ The same voice continued about the itinerary for a while as I grasp the situation. I was being stalked by a blue orb, then the orb appeared in my room and began to buzz, next I touched it and got sucked in- 

“AM I DEAD?” I screamed as the person in the room finished relaying the schedule.

“I’d sure hope not,” The voice said as they stepped into my view. “Then Ciel would have my head.” My eyes finally landed on the person who was talking and it was none other than Sebastian, the great butler himself.

“Sebastian?”

“Yes.”

“You’re really Sebastian?” I ask again.

“Well, I’d think so. Did you have a dream or something?” He said while looking slightly amused at me.

“I- well n-“ I couldn’t get words out and instead, hid my face in my pillows out of embarrassment and amazement. Thank you magical orb that could have killed me but didn’t. 

 “I’ll send Mey-Rin in to help you get ready. After you’re done getting dressed, breakfast will be in the dining hall,” He says as he hands me a cup of tea. “This morning’s tea is Earl Grey with a hint of citrus. I do hope you enjoy it.” 

As Sebastian leaves, he smiles at me and then closes the door. This is a dream, right? There’s no way this could happen in life.

“Lady Y/n, I’m here to help you get dressed, yes,” I hear Mey-Rin yell through my doors. “May I come in?”

“Yeah, be my guest.” I see the door open and there was one of the amazing servants in the manor.

“What would you like to wear today?” Mey-Rin asked as she opened my wardrobe.

“Maybe something light but not too dressy.” I respond. She looked at me like I was crazy and then grabbed the biggest dress I’ve ever seen in my life.

“I’m suppose to wear that?” I asked completely bewildered. 

“Yes, what else are you supposed to wear?” She responds with a slight laugh in her voice.

“Ok, I guess” I let Mey-Rin put the corset on me first, and once I felt that pain, I realized that this was real. She finished getting me dressed and after she left, I took a good look around the room. My walls were beige, the comforter and pillows and curtains were all a lovely purple shade, and worse of all, I was no longer the person I recognized. It looked like I took a complete transition and looked nothing like I did earlier that day. I was in complete and utter shock. I decided to leave my room finally after looking through everything and it looked exactly like it did in the anime. Looking down the stairs I saw all of the servants lined up, waiting for me so that they could say good morning. I saw Finny and Tanaka and Baldroy and that’s when my anime stan self came out. I looked at all of them with a big, shining smile and said good morning to all of them. They smiled at me with the same warmth they received and said the same thing back.

“Lady Y/n, Lady Y/n!” Finnian began happily, “Today, can you help me with the garden?”

“Of course I can!! Just let me know whenever you need me.” I said, internally fangirling extra hard. I made my way to the kitchen where I saw Ciel sitting next to the head of the table, waiting for me.

“Good morning.” He says as he looks up at me expectantly.

“Good morning.” I say with a smile. How am I related to Ciel??

“…Are you ok?” He asks with the same look in his eyes from earlier.

“What are you talking about?” I ask, genuinely confused.

“Sebastian, she has amnesia.” 

“What are you talking about? No I don’t.” I looked down at my hands, and then back up to see Ciel whispering to Sebastian. Sebastian got dismissed and Ciel looked at me with a serious look in his eyes. 

“Ok then, if you don’t have amnesia would you mind telling me your full name and how we’re related?”

Wai- if I say L/N then I’ll seem crazy. And how am I related to Ciel?? Maybe I’m his friend?

“I’m Y/n L/N- umm…”

“L/N what? Skip that and come back to it. How are we related?”

“Fine, I might be a little confused.” I finish with a sigh.

“That’s what I assumed. Anyways let me clear up at least some of the confusion. Your name is Y/N Phantomhive and you’re my older sister. You have amnesia because in the last case we did, you tripped and hit your head.” He said as he sipped his tea.

I guess I should just go along with this for now, even if I do find Vincent hot.

“Oh that makes more sense.” I nod my head as I take the last few bites of my breakfast.

“Anyways, I think that you should take a break for today, you’ve been through a lot these past couple of days.”

“I guess I can take a short break, but only for a day.” 

“There’s no helping it if you put your mind to something. If you need anything don’t hesitate to call Sebastian or any one else.” 

I nod at him as my way of agreeing and then I decide to go back up to my room. I kinda want to stay here until I’m all caught up with the manga. 

“Fine, I’ll stay here until I’m all updated. ONLY because I want to see those fine men.” I resolve to myself. A couple of hours passed and Ciel was done with the meeting with the other nobles. I’m going to shake things up. How about I get kidnapped instead of Ciel? I walk out the door into the study where I find Azzurro there waiting for Ciel. I look at him, and he looks at me, and we look at each other for a short minute.

“So… I’mma go and-“

“I don’t think so.” He says as he grabbed my hand and knocked me out. I woke up in a random room like the one in the manga. Bet I’m kidnapped… now what? I don’t have the mark that Ciel does. Ahhh hell no what do I do?! 

“Lady Y/n, whenever you’re in trouble just bark like a puppy. Even if you don’t have the mark, since you’re related to the young lord I can sense if you’re in danger.” Is this a flashback? From the actual person who is here? Alright, bet. Wait- doesn’t he need proof? And aren’t I supposed to do something to help them out?

“Wake up. We have business to attend too.” A harsh voice spits out like venom.

“Can I just sleep for a couple more minutes? You know I have amnesia, don’t you, Azzurro Vanel.” I respond with the same amount of harshness.

“So you do know who I am. That makes things a lot quicker.”

“Which means you also recognize who I am and what I’m capable of.” Why am I saying this? Please don’t kill me

“Bold of you to assume you’ll be able to do something. Matter of fact-“ He pauses to grab my hair and yank me up towards him, “I think you don’t know what you’re talking about.”

Crap he found me out. What’s taking them forever to find me? I know damn well it didn’t take this long in the manga. The ringing of the phone took me out of my thoughts and Azzurro had a tiny smirk on his face like he won the award for best villain in Black Butler. 

“Seems like your brother is ready for negotiations.” He walked over to the phone and hesitates before picking it up.

“Don’t make a sound or else I’ll kill your brother alongside your servants.”

“Do you really think you scare me? If anything, what scares me is the fact that I won’t be able to listen to any of my KPOP or watch any of my anime’s for a while.” 

“I don’t know what you’re talking about, but if you speak once, you’ll learn true fear.” He picked up the phone and I could hear Sebastian talking to Azzurro about his assassin failing. I laughed while saying my servants are the best of the best and assassins won’t kill them. I felt a sharp pain in my stomach as I realized that he kicked me because of his irritation.

“You hoe. That’s why your ugly ass will never have a girlfriend.” I spit at his feet and lifted my body onto the wall to support myself.

“Ah, I hear my lady is in the room with you, contrary to you saying she was knocked out. Lady Y/n, are you there?” I heard Sebastian over the phone so I did exactly what Ciel did in the show.

“Woof.” That was hella embarrassing I think I’ll just kill myself so that I don’t have to look at him when he shows up.

“Lovely. I’ll be there shortly.” Sebastian hung up the phone and Azzurro looks at me with a malicious look in his eye.

“I thought I told you not to say anything.” He glared as he reached for his gun that was in his pocket.

“And I thought I told you that I wasn’t afraid of your punk ass.” He walked over to me and yanked my hair once more. 

“You’re lucky that you’re needed for a negotiation or else you’d be dead by now.” 

Technically, I might already be dead but I have no idea. We heard gunshots and shouts, glass was shattering and there were a whole lot of thuds.

“Looks like my butler found his way here.”

“Well it’s time for you to look the part of a hostage ‘lady y/n’” He says in an almost mocking tone. I heard as Sebastian's careful steps walked towards the door and his quick knocks before opening the door.

“I’m here for my lady if you wouldn’t mind,” He says as calmly as he’s been in his life. “Your ransom is right here in my hand so we’ll do a fair trade.”

“Fair trade? Over my dead body, NOW.” As he screamed that, the sound of many guns went off, each one aimed at Sebastian. I blinked slowly and glared at Sebastian as Azzurro began laughing that he won and that he would be murdering me next, I was just waiting.

“I know you’re trying to joke around, but maybe if you hurried this up we won’t be late for dinner. Get up, Sebastian, I’m tired and I want a bath.” I complain as he chuckles and gets up effortlessly. 

“Guns have improved since a hundred years ago,” He spoke as he spat out the bullets that entered his body. “I’ll give these back to you guys.” 

He threw each bullet back at the men, which pierced all of the henchmen with precision in the forehead. Azzurro yanked my arm and aimed the gun at my temple.

“You’re going to walk away and leave us. As for her, she’ll be lucky if anyone wants to buy her when I show her off.

“I’m so sorry about your plans, but my master ordered me to save her and to solve this case. A Phantomhive butler who can’t do this much isn’t worth his salt.” He finishes with a finger up in the air.

Oh. My God. He just said the line, he just said the li- No Y/n, shake it off. You cannot be a simp at this moment in time.

“SHUT UP!” He says as he pulled the trigger. I braced myself for an impact that never came.

“Wow, that’s so cool!” I say while trying to retain some of my fangirl-ness inside me. 

“I’m glad that’s amusing to you my lady, but we really should be on our way,” Sebastian said with a smile before turning back to Azzurro with a straight face. “I’ll give this back to you.” He says as he dropped the bullet into his front pocket.

“Bu- How did you?” Azzurro was bewildered at what he just witnessed. Sebastian picked me up and sat me down on the couch before cutting off all of the bondage ties. I nod at him as a little sign of appreciation.

“Come work for me, I’ll pay you ten times more than they pay you there.” Dang, now he’s just sounding desperate. 

“I don’t have interest in human currency since it doesn’t matter to me.” He said as his eyes glowed a familiar color. Hell yeah, turn into a demon and kill this man. Sebastian transformed into his demon self and killed Azzurro with such ease, it was hard not to simp for him. 

“Lady Y/n, let’s go back to the manor. Young master is eagerly waiting for your arrival.” Sebastian said as he picked me up and ran quickly to the manor. So this is what it feels like to run as fast as the wind can travel. I felt Sebastian slow down into a dignified walk and as I look forward I saw everyone standing in front of the doors.

“LADY Y/n!” “Are you okay?” “Why does your hair look so messy?” “Baldroy don’t say that. But why do you have tears and bruises on you?” “Finny how are you going to stop me from talking about her messy hair but you mention the most obvious thing.” “Guys, we shouldn’t bicker in front of the lady, yes.” As everyone talked over one another, I realized that Ciel didn’t say anything yet. I quietly walked next to Ciel and leaned down to his ear.

“Can we talk later today? Preferably before dinner but after my bath?” I whisper down to him. He didn’t respond but instead gave a little nod. 

“Guys don’t worry about me, I tripped again. Maybe I should learn how to walk before going anywhere,” I say with a chuckle embedded into my last couple of words, “I’m just going to go take a shower, and then I’ll be ready for dinner. Not to mention, what happened was very entertaining.” As I began to walk away, everyone looked like they were confused and but they just let it go. Luckily, I found the bathroom with no effort and I quickly got undressed and into the bathtub. Wait- what am I going to talk to Ciel about? I can’t talk about anything that happens in my world, and if I’m being honest, I still don’t know anything about this whole thing.

“Ugh, what am I supposed to do now?” I sigh heavily and sink further into the bathwater. There were three knocks and then Mey-Rin opened the door to give me some clothes for after my bath. 

“Thank you!” I say as I got out of the tub and wrap myself in one of the many fluffy blankets. She bowed and then left hastily because she had to get back to work. Is this another big dress? I don’t want to wear this. I look around for a way to make this more comfortable for me and I found a quick solution. Instead of putting on all of the layers and the corset, I just went with the lightest layer to make myself look presentable and comfortable. I don’t know what this era’s obsession with big dresses is. I walked out of the bathroom and into Ciel’s study, mentally preparing myself for our conversation. Not the social anxiety peaking inside of me. Ciel appeared in the room and looked at me with a small smile on his face. Ciel? Smiling? Where’s the Akito in him? 

“You wanted to talk to me?” He asked while sitting in his chair.

“Yep. You know how my memories aren’t with me at the moment?” I started as Ciel nodded as a way to say continue, “Well, I was thinking that you could give me more information about… me. And the Manor and some of my relationships.”

“Hm… well it’ll kinda be hard since you’re older than me by a lot but I’ll try my hardest,” He takes a sip of tea before setting it down and sitting up in his chair. “Basically, you already know you’re my older sister. Your birthday is January 18th 1886, and you’re currently 19 years old. After Mother and Father passed away we both took up the role of the Queen’s Watchdog. We’ve been doing well at it, and you’re almost as talented as Sebastian when it comes to missions and cases.”

“Oh? Wait- So I’m almost demon level good at what I do?” I beamed at Ciel and gestured for him to continue.

“As for your relationships, I know for a fact you’re funny and that’s why you and The Undertaker are extremely close,” WHAT?? WE’RE CLOSE???? DOES THAT MEAN, I CAN GO VISIT HIM AT TIMES?? I failed to hide the smile that came with hearing Undertaker’s name and that didn’t go unnoticed by Ciel. “I can see that you still recognize him. You’re pretty good friends with all of our pawns which I don’t understand why. Madam Red adores you like your own daughter though. I remember when she came to a while back and I had to have Sebastian save you because she kept throwing you in dresses,” He looks up at the ceiling as if he was reminiscing and then he concluded by speaking about some of my local friends that are outside of our circle.

“I think I understand better now. And because of this, I also remembered something else.”

“What would that be?”

“When you and the actual Ciel were born, Father told me that since I had two new younger brothers, I should protect them with all I had. I took that so seriously, that when you had your first asthma attack, I wouldn’t leave your side and I gave you everything you needed,” I smile at him and continued, “I couldn’t just leave my cute younger brother to suffer, so I did everything in my power to make sure that you had fun, even if you couldn’t go outside.” 

Ciel looked at me and gave a small smile as he stood up and stretched, “ I’m happy that you remembered something. I still remember what you said to me during that time, ‘ I’ll make sure that nothing bad happens to you, so just trust in your older sister and everything will be alright’ right?”

“Yep!”

“We had a long day today, even though you enjoyed being kidnapped? Anyways, I think it’s time for dinner so let’s eat and then retire to bed.” He stood up and walked towards the door.

“I agree, let’s go” I stood up as well and we both walked down to the dining hall, where everyone again was waiting for us. Ciel and I sat down and enjoyed the delicious meal that Sebastian prepared for us with a comfortable silence. 

 “Okay, I’ll be heading to bed now. Goodnight everyone!” I say as I walk towards the stairs.

“Goodnight, Lady Y/n!” I hear many voices yell towards me. After I reached my room, I sat on top of my bed and just thought to myself. Will I ever be able to return to my actual world? Or am I dead and since I thought of Black Butler as my last thought, they’re just including me in the storyline? Even if I could go back, would I want to go back is the real question. Hmm… I guess we’ll see when we get towards the end. I lay on my bed and tucked myself into my blankets before drifting off to the dream world. In my dreams, I thought about everyone that I left behind as I went into the orb. From my family to Savanna and Mark, to all of my friends. It showed some of the memories that I looked fondly back upon and it also showed some painful ones that I didn’t want to bear a second thought on.

“Good Morning, My Lady,” I heard as Sebastian drew back the blinds once again. “Today, I have prepared a lavender herbal tea as an effort to calm you down from the previous endeavors yesterday.”

“Oh, thank you! You really don’t have to worry about yesterday, as I said before, it was pretty fun getting kidnapped. Though those couple of bruises won’t go away for a while, it kinda is a refresher from my boring everyday life.” I sipped the tea and smelled the infused scent of the soothing lavender, “this is lovely.” I murmured 

“I’m glad the tea is to your liking. Today we will be going to the London townhouse to gather more intel on the recent Jack the Ripper murders. Please, quickly get ready and breakfast will be downstairs waiting for you.”

“Okay, thank you!” Sebastian made his way out of my room without a second thought and closed the door gently. As I would expect from an amazing butler. I looked through the closet and my eyes landed on a burgundy dress that looked similar to one that I had in my actual world. I grabbed that and decided to skip the corset aspect of that. When I got downstairs, the servants again were waiting to greet me. 

“Good morning!” I heard them all say in unison.

“Morning everyone!” I said with the same enthusiasm. I reached the table and grabbed the croissant that was closest to me but Ciel wasn’t there.

“The young master decided to take a bath before we leave, so he ate breakfast ahead of time!” I heard Finny say, as an attempt to soothe my racing brain.

“Oh, ok. Finny, after I finish eating I can help you out with the garden. I feel bad that I wasn’t able to yesterday, so I’d like to make good on my promise today. If you’ll let me?” I took a bite of my croissant and looked at Finnian, who was about to bounce off the walls in excitement.

“REALLY? OK!” He never looked happier in his life, so I was happy that I could make him happy. I know he looks extremely happy whenever he’s outside, but this is the next level. I quickly finish up and before I know it, Finnian was practically dragging me outside with him. 

“Here, Lady Y/n, you can water this side of the garden, and then I’ll do the other!” He handed me a green watering can that looked like it came out of an anime. Oh, wait-

“Ok, I can do that easy peasy.” I begin to water the flowers and Finny and I have a great conversation for about 30 minutes before Sebastian and Ciel walk outside.

“Y/n, we’re heading out now.” Ciel said as he looked to see what I was doing.

“Ok, Finny I’ll see you when we return!” I say as I waved to him. He waved back as Ciel and I walked into the carriage. Sebastian was at the front, driving the thing and I was very impressed. On our way there, Ciel was discussing what we had to do and what we needed to find and although I was nodding acting like I knew exactly what was happening, my mind was on one thing, and one thing only. AAAAHHHHHH!! Undertaker is going to pop up soon!! I know that I’ll also see Grell, but hear me out, Undertaker is more important than my favorite girlie. Ok, I have to compose myself. Deep breaths, deep breaths.

“Y/n? Didn’t you hear Sebastian say that we’re here??” Ciel said as he shook my shoulder gently.

“Oh, yeah I was just deep in thought. Let’s go.” I hopped out of the carriage and as we all walked inside we saw Madam Red, Grell, Lau, and Ran Mao were wreaking havoc in the room.

“Where do they keep the tea in this place?” Madam Red said as she was rummaging through some cupboards. 

“Maybe check in a drawer, you know the young master is short.” Lau responded while lounging on a chair.

“Good to see everybody’s here,” Ciel said a red tick mark appeared above his head, showcasing his frustration.

“I’ll go ahead and make tea for everyone,” Sebastian said as he walked towards the back. I looked around and I was seeing everyone in front of me. Y/n, no need to fret, just don’t let anything slip about this arc and we’re all set.

“My lovely niece, come here so that I can give you a better outfit.” Madam Red said as she yanked me towards her and Grell. “Grell, pull out the dresses that I brought for her.”

“R-Right away!” Grell started to run to the door until I stopped her.

“No need to rush, just take your time and be careful.” I offered a warm smile and she looked at me like she were about to cry.

“Right!” She finish exiting and right when she came back with the dresses, Sebastian had the tea ready.

“Madam Red, your dress up party will have to wait. We have business to attend too.” Ciel said as he grabbed my hand and brought me to the dual chairs at the head of the table.

“Jack the Ripper uses very unconventional ways to kill.”

“We knew that, but can you describe it?” Lau pushed for more information but Ciel stopped him.

“I don’t know all the details but there is one individual that does.” UNDERTAKER’S FINALLY COMING INTO PLAY. Keep it cool, Y/n Ciel did say that he found me amusing. All of a sudden, I found myself standing in front of the funeral parlor next to everyone except Ran-Mao. Lau had her stay back to clean the mess they created before our arrival. As we entered, Undertaker was nowhere to be seen.

“Undertaker where are you?” Ciel said as he took off his hat and handed it to Sebastian, alongside his walking stick.

“It appears he’s not in here.” Lau declared as he looked around the darkened place. It looked exactly like in the anime, but that wasn’t a surprise to me anymore. I walked to the upright coffin that was adjacent to the door and knocked on it. Wasn’t he in here during this scene?? If I’m wrong I won’t hesitate to kill myself.

“Undertaker, wake up.” I spoke softly through the closed coffin. I hear giggles coming out of the coffin and as quickly as the laughter came, the lid came off and Undertaker peered out.

“I was ready to surprise the Earl knowing that he was on his way here, but instead you surprised me. Leave it to Lady Y/n to know where I am.” Undertaker chuckles and steps out of the coffin.

“Would you like some tea? Give me a moment, as you can tell my area is a bit messy.” He disappears for a prolonged moment and by the time he got back, we made ourselves comfortable on the coffins. Ahhh it’s like we’re close friends- wait. We are close friends Y/n. BUT STILL UNDERTAKER SAID MY NAME!! He passed out the diverse array of cups that were made up of beakers and a singular tall cup. 

“I can assume what you’re here for, but I’ll allow you to tell me yourself, Earl.” Undertaker said as he made himself comfortable on his chair.

“Very well. I’d like to know more about the way the victims in the Jack the Ripper case died.” Ciel took a sip of tea and looked at Undertaker, waiting for him to give him what he needed.

“There is a certain commonality among all the prostitutes, but first you must pay me.” Undertaker smiled and waited for his payment.

“How much money do you want?” Lau said, willing to pay every penny. Undertaker zoomed to Lau as fast as lighting and opened his mouth to speak.

“I’m not interested in the Queen’s money. There is only, but one requirement for the information you need,” He paused and looked at Madam Red then back at Lau, “Show me a first rate laugh!” He said as he salivated over the thought of laughter. 

“What?” Madam Red and Lau said in unison as they looked in disbelief.

“That’s all you want?” Madam Red asked as Undertaker was still thinking about laughter. After Undertaker nodded, they both decided to take a whack at it. They both failed of course but, it was the thought that counted. 

“Now the only people that’s left, the Butler and Ciel. Would the Young Earl like to entertain me today, or will the butler be doing so?” Undertaker asked, sitting back down onto his chair and rolling upside down onto the coffin acting as a table. 

“What about Y/n? She hasn’t gone yet either.” Ciel protested as he desperately looked over at me.

“I’m not funny, so I’m gonna have to sit this one out.” I respond to Ciel as I cross my arms.

“You’re absolutely right Ciel, we’re going to have to have her try this. My Lady, would you care to amuse me?” He said with a small smile on his face.

“If I do this, EVERYONE except for Undertaker is waiting outside until I’m done. I don’t need to embarrass myself.” I sigh and look at each of them seriously. If looks could kill, everyone knows that they would be dead just by my stare.

“Y/n, I leave this to you. Come, Sebastian.” Ciel and the others start to walk out and all that’s left in the room is me, Undertaker, and silence. What did I just do? I know I’m trying to make the most out of this, but I am not funny. I don’t have any jokes and worse, the man I simp for hardest is sitting down, waiting for a joke. I don’t know if I can do this-

“I’m ready whenever you are, even though you lied.” Undertaker said as he chuckled a little.

“Huh?” Words couldn’t form in my mouth after he said that.

“You said that you weren’t funny, yet you’re one who made me laugh on countless occasions. Now, go ahead and give me what I desire.” He propped his head upon his hand and peered at me through the bangs.

“O-okay.” not the stuttering, cut it out, “When you die, what part of the body dies last?” I begin my joke as Undertaker thinks for a second.

“I don’t know, what?”

“The pupils… they dilate.” I look at him, Undertaker was trying to contain his laughter but he couldn’t. His laugh made the whole shop shake and his laugh was so contagious, I laughed almost as loud as him. When our laughter died down, everyone re-entered the room, looking at us like we were crazy, and in amazement.

“I thought you weren’t funny?” Ciel said as he took his seat back.

“It just came to me?” I offered a shy smile and turned back to Undertaker, who stood up and was ready to continue the information given.

“After that delectable laugh, I believe you all need some information.” He walks up to me and stands directly behind me. He’s so close to me, I can smell him. Hmm… it smells a little like cinnamon and vanilla. Noiceeeee.

“All of those dead prostitutes had their throats cut and they were missing something.” His hands ghosted my throat as if demonstrating what happened and then his hands went down to my lower abdomen. “Their wombs were completely taken out of their body and sowed back up. Very neatly as well, if I do say so myself.” Undertaker removed himself from me and went back to his desk. I finally had my y/n moment… AHHHHH.

“So that means that whoever our culprit is would have to be experienced.” Ciel concluded from that hint which was given by a very fine man.

“That’s exactly right. It would have to be someone experienced in that field.” He said as he leaned back in his chair and giggled slightly.

“That was all we needed. Let’s go, Sebastian, Y/n.” Ciel grabbed his hat and walking stick and started towards the door.

“My lady, if you ever want to stop by again, you know where my building is.” Undertaker said as he pierced into my eyes through his bangs.

“Of course! Bye Undertaker and thank you again!” I said as I fangirl another time and wave slightly at him.

“No, thank you!” Undertaker turned in his chair so that his back was facing the door and waved from behind his back. When I got back into the carriage, Ciel and Sebastian were already talking and Madam Red was waiting for me.

“Honey, what took you forever? I wanted to talk about what dresses you’d like from me.” She said as she looked over my outfit and shook her head in disappointment.

“I just had to finish up in there.” I said as I got comfortable before Grell took off the carriage. 

“Oh?” She gave up on investigating any further and sat back in her seat more.

“Y/n, as I told Sebastian earlier, we concluded that anyone with medical training can be the murderer.” Ciel said as he looked out the window bored.

“Yeah, I was thinking the same thing.” Mainly because I’ve watched the show. 

“So while Sebastian is making a list of subjects, I’d like you to just relax.”

“Wait- why can’t I help out yet?” Ciel just looked at me like I said the stupidest thing in the world and rolled his eyes.

“You know why. After we narrow the list down, you can come with us to nail down the final suspect.” Ciel sighed and went back to playing with his ring.

“Ok!” I said and went back to humming in my seat as I patiently waited for us to arrive back at the townhouse.

“Uh-oh.” Grell whispered outside of the carriage.

“Grell… whats wrong?” Madam Red asked her, nervousness seeped into her system.

“I think I made a wrong turn somewhere.” She said as the carriage slowly came to a stop. I peeked out the window and saw that we were in the middle of a random town that wasn’t like the one our townhouse is at.

“Grell, would you like me to help you?” I asked as I looked out the door.

“FABULOUS!” She said as she did her signature pose on the low.

“Y/n, are you sure you know where you’re going?” Ciel asked as I got in the front with Grell.

“Nope but it might jog my memory so I’m going to help.” I say as I grab the handles from Grell.

“Grell… I don’t know how to drive this so… you’re gonna have to be on watch for me.”

“I got you! Leave it up to me!” She said as she attentively watched what I did. Wait… I’m a natural at this! Look at me go! After a couple of minutes, I found myself in front of the townhouse with Sebastian standing in front of the door. 

“Lady Y/n, what on earth are you doing right there?” Sebastian asked with a smile on his face, but we all knew he was beyond irritated.

“Oh, Grell got us lost so I decided to help her drive so that we wouldn’t be that late. And TADA!! At least I remembered where the house was and how to drive this thing!” I say as I chuckle to let the awkwardness fade.

“Oh my. Well, I suppose that if you wanted to help him, nothing could be done.” Sebastian walked up to the step and helped me down.

 We all walked into the townhouse and sat down in the study where Sebastian already had tea and snacks ready for us. Now that's capable. 

“As for our suspect list, here it is.” Sebastian said as he rolled a large piece of paper out.

“How on earth did you do all that in a short amount of time?” Madam Red asked, amazed that he could pull this off.

“I’m merely one hell of a butler.” He replied as he politely smiled. SEBASTIAN PLEASE I DON’T NEED TO SIMP ANY HARDER!!!

“What did you narrow the list down to?” I ask to show interest in the topic. I already know, I just want to hear you say it.

“I’ve narrowed it down to Aleister Chamber. Although he graduated from medical school, he hasn’t been involved in the profession and he is well known for hosting a number of seasonal parties where he only allows people close to him to attend.” Sebastian finishes while summarizing more things about the subject.

“Which means that he might be choosing the victims at his parties.” Ciel said as he sipped his tea and exhaled tiredly.

“Exactly right.” Sebastian nodded at Ciel.

“Now all we need to know is when the next party will be.” I said with a determined look plastered onto my face.

“I actually have an invitation to one of his parties that should be tomorrow evening.” Madam Red said as she clapped her hands together. “I can get you guys invited as well but you’ll need to disguise yourselves.”

“How are we suppose to do that?” Ciel asked with a sigh.

“I was thinking… Lau could be my lover, Sebastian could be Ciel’s home tutor, Me and Grell can be ourselves and Ciel and Y/n, darlings, you guys would be acting as my nieces. Nothing changed for Y/n but Ciel… I’d be able to put you in a dress.” She giggled to herself in excitement.

“WHAT? Why do I have to dress like a girl if Y/n’s going?” Ciel yelled as he suddenly stood up.

“For fun! Also since this is your job, you have to be the one to solve the case.” Madam Red said as she trailed off into dress ideas for both Ciel and me.

“But Y/n also has this job!”

“Ciel, I have amnesia, remember?” I point out, not trying to do any more than I already am doing in this universe.

“Of course you pull that card when it benefits you.” 

I smile as I stand up to go to my room.

“Y/n, Darling, I’ll have your outfit all planned out by early morning at the latest! I can’t wait to see how you look in one of my outfit picks.” Madam Red exclaimed as she waved me off.

“I can’t wait,” I said as I approached my room at the townhouse. As I made my way through many wrong rooms, I finally stumbled around the one that looked similar to my other bedroom at the mansion. I got changed and sat on my bed thinking about the old reality of my life. Just sitting around waiting for my friends to text me back. Even if I can’t return to my reality, I don’t think I’ll miss it. Everyone in this reality cares about me and they talk about me.

“Ughh how refreshing!” I sigh as I get comfortable in my blankets and drift off to sleep. The next morning, I’m met with the y/nghtness and the loudness of Grell and Madam Red.

“Now Grell, make sure you put all of the dresses up on the wardrobe.”

“Y-y-y-yes ma’am right away.” Grell rushed to grab all of the dresses but falls in the middle of sprinting them over to where they needed to be.

“Grell what on heavens earth are you doing? You’re going to mess them up!” Madam Red fans herself and looks at me to see that I was awake and looking at them confused.

“Ah, good morning Y/n! I am so sorry about Grell, he can’t do his job right.”

“Good morning?” I respond as I wipe the sleep from my eyes.

“I’m sorry, I’ll repent with my death.” Grell says as she wipes a tear from her eyes and dramatically runs to the window.

“No Grell, you’re fine. Just pace yourself even though I don’t get why theres so many dresses to begin with.” I respond as I grabbed her and pulled her away from the window. 

“You’re a saint, Lady Y/n.” She responds as I can see the animated dramatics above her head.

I forgot how funny the animations make something. Madam Red went to explain on about how she always wanted a daughter to dress her up in pretty dresses and named each dress that was in the room.

“Wait- I appreciate the sentiment of this, couldn’t you have brought like… two of them?” I ask while being overwhelmed.

“Nope!” Madam Red said with a beaming smile on her face.

“Alright.. well can I wear the burgundy and black one?” 

“Of course! Grell, help me get her in this dress.” Madam Red and Grell went to put me in the dress and as they stepped back they both gasped.

“You look stunning! It’s like… this dress was made for you!” Madam Red started and Grell finished the sentences as if they were one brain.

“Thanks.” I sheepishly laugh as I pull the sleeves down a little.

“Don’t pull at the sleeves, it makes the whole outfit.” Madam Red swatted at my hand and did a dramatic sigh.

“Now we have to leave in a couple of minutes so eat and then go out to the carriage.” 

“Wai- it’s literally only 10am.” I tell her, a little confused at why she was trying to leave so early.

“No, I wasted your whole day talking about the dresses. It’s 5 in the afternoon.” She said proudly.

“Before you say anything, Ciel told me to distract you for this long so blame him. Grell, let’s go.” She starts the room before Grell follows shortly after.

Wow… it’s probably because he didn’t want to hear me talk about him wearing a dress at the party so he distracted me until the last minute. Makes sense, I wouldn’t want to think about it the whole day either.

I walk back down the stairs where I was greeted with Sebastian standing next to the table with a tiny meal in front of him.

“Hello, My Lady. Since you haven’t eaten at all today and we’re about to go to the party, I decided to make you a small yet fulfilling meal. Today I made… and for your tea we have green tea to aid in digestion.” Sebastian said as he masterfully sat me in my seat and pulled out the tiny plate with the sides.

“Thank you, this looks great. How much longer do I have until we leave?” I ask as I begin my meal.

“You have 20 minutes left.” 

“Ok.” I get back to eating and then before I knew it, I was in the carriage 5 minutes away from the party.

“Ciel I-“

“Nope.” Ciel interrupted my sentence and stopped me while I was ahead. “I know you were going to say I looked pretty but thats not what I want to hear right now.” 

“Sorry.”

“Anyways, be careful when you’re in there. If Aleister tries to go to you instead of me, remember what you have to do.”

“Gotcha- I mean, ok.” Ciel gave me a weird look but shook it off as we pulled up to the door.

“Yes, we’re here under Madam Red?” Madam Red said as she flaunted her red dress. The door holder allowed us in and the party was very extravagant. There were many people on the dance floor, and people were chatting on the sides of the dance floor but there was one person that we all recognized.

“Elizabeth?”

“Lady Elizabeth?” Ciel and Sebastian said in union.

“What’s Lizzy doing here?” I ask acting like I knew nothing about this arc.

“I don’t know, but I absolutely cannot let her see me like this.” 

“Lucky for you, she’s heading towards you.” I turn to Ciel and Sebastian but they both were gone.

“Wow, so that’s how it is?” I sigh as Elizabeth rushed towards me.

“Y/nIIIIII” Elizabeth screamed as she dashed towards me.

“Hi Lizzy!” I say as I reciprocate her hug and spin her around.

“What are you doing here?” She asked me as she buzzed in excitement.

“Madam Red invited me, so I couldn’t possibly turn her down.” I reply as I laugh at her childlike behavior.

“Ah, I see. Well, I adore your dress but I’m on the hunt for a girl with this ABSOLUTELY stunning dress that I want to compliment.” She said as she physically tried to remember what it looked like. 

“Good luck!” I waved as she ran off in the opposite direction of Ciel and I couldn’t help but giggle. Wow, Ciel has the hard life doesn’t he?”

“What’s a beautiful young sparrow such as yourself doing giggling all to yourself?” I hear a voice ask me, in slight amusement. I turn to face the mysterious voice and I couldn’t help but gasp. I’m the main character, I’m the main character- How is it that Aleister ran into me before he ran into Ciel?

“Oh, I was just thinking about what my friend said before she dashed off to look for someone,” I reply, avoiding eye contact.

“Oh, is that so?” Aleister asked as he grabbed my face and gently lifted it so that our eyes had to meet, “Your eyes are lovely, I wish you would stop avoiding my gaze.” He said as flowers appeared around us.

“I apologize.” My mind goes back to when we were in the carriage and Ciel told me what to do in this situation.

“Keep the mission going, I’ll have Sebastian keep an eye on you so don’t worry about dying.”

“Gee, thanks.”

Do I have to do this? We saw how Ciel was traumatized.

“But your eyes are just so captivating, I can’t help but avoid them. What if I fall in too deep?” I ask while fluttering my eyelashes. Kill me, please.

“Well aren’t you good with words.” The viscount replied as he smiled and rubbed my back.

“I’d like to think so,” I look around uncomfortably and see Sebastian winking at me as he miraculously stopped Elizabeth from going towards Ciel and began his magic trick thing.

“But I’m a little bored with this party. Is there somewhere where it’s funner than here?” I ask in a fake flirty tone, but he couldn’t be any stupider.

“Of course there is. Would you like me to take you there?” He asked me as he grabbed my hand gently and pulled me in the direction of the knockout gas room. Welp, better brace myself.

“Yes, if it’s not too much of a bother.” I let out a fake giggle and walk with him into the room.

“Wait here, I’ll be right back. I have to tell my friends I found a cute little bird to take back to the nest.” He said as he walked to the door and closed it behind him.

“Now I wait,” I reply as I stand in the middle of the room. The gas activated and within a couple of seconds, I was knocked out. Wow, how long will I be knocked out for? Meh, I don’t have anything to lose. I awoke from being knocked out with a blindfold on and rope around my arms and legs.

“Ladies and Gentlemen, today I have brought a lovely gem for us. She has beautiful brown eyes and-“ Aleister trailed on, talking about me and they started to start bidding on me. When does Sebastian get here? Wai- doesn’t Ciel call Sebastian inside?? But I should be different right?

“Two hundred thousand!” I heard a random man shout.

“Umm, excuse me? I am worth two hundred billion bitch. Sebastian, if you could hurry up before they mark down my price anymore, that would be lovely.” I huffed and glared through the darkness of my blindfold.

“Right away.” Sebastian said as he quickly took care of everyone and knocked out the Viscount. He quickly opened the cage I was in and took off the ropes.

“Now that right there is what I won’t deal with.” I said while rubbing my wrists where the rope was placed.

“The auction?” Sebastian asked as he picked me up and prepared to take me back to the house.

“No, the price they tried to put on me.” I wailed out as he calmly walked out of the building and ran back to the townhouse. As we arrived, Ciel was waiting in the living room area with a cup of tea.

“Welcome back.” He said as he snickered and set the cup down.

“Mhm. I hope you know I’m traumatized.” I said as I sat down next to him, being sure that he felt my glare.

“Of course. Now, I’m pretty sure that the case is closed so go prepare for our departure tomorrow.” 

“Yep. Good night.” I said sounding unsure while walking back to my room. Getting out of that heavy dress was a nightmare, but it was worth it when I finally got back into my bed. 

“Ahhhh.” I sighed as I snuggled into my blankets. Drifting off to sleep was finally calming to me, without a second thought about my old life.

“Good morning Lady Y/n. Today I’ve prepared earl grey tea and scones for you before we head off.” Sebastian said as he took the tea off the tray and handed it to me.

“Thank you!” I cheerfully took the tea from Sebastian and took a nice sip. Mmmmm I thought to myself but realized I accidentally said aloud when Sebastian chuckled at me.

“By the way, yesterday before you retired to your room, what were you thinking?” Sebastian asked as he walked towards me slowly.

“Huh?” I questioned not trying to sound suspicious.

“The tone that you used when you said good night sounded like you were unsure of what happened. Therefore I asked you, what were you thinking about?” 

“Oh nothing haha.”

“Lady Y/n, I know when humans like yourself tell a lie. And right now, I can tell that it wasn’t nothing. I believe you don’t think he’s the murderer.” Sebastian said as he did a small smile with a slight tilt to his head.

“I don’t think he’s the murderer.” Sebastian nodded at me as if beckoning me to continue.

“If anything, he’s just a member of a cult who sells people. It doesn’t seem as if he has the mentality of a serial killer. Also, if I dare go on, he’s one huge creep. He doesn’t have it in him to murder someone.” 

“I see. Well I thank you for sharing that and if I could continue, I know he’s not the killer. I actually had another suspect in mind that would perfectly fit our killer.” Sebastian said as he headed to the door.

“It’s Madam Red, isn’t it.” I ask, not worrying about the plot anymore. I just want to talk with Sebastian more.

“I guess we’ll see later on, won’t we. If you’ll excuse me.” He said as he left the room without another word. 

 -A Couple Hours Later-

I’ve been in my room for the past couple of hours just waiting on Ciel and Sebastian to finally take me with them to the dramatic showcase. What’s taking them forever.

“Lady Y/n, the young master is ready for us to leave.” Sebastian said as he held the door to my room open with a hand on his chest.

“Finally. I’ve been in here forever.” I said as I stepped out of my room, stretching to make myself feel better after being confined for hours.

“Lets go Sebastian!” I exclaim skipping down the halls to the front door.

“Of course.” He said with a slight smile on his lips as he quickly followed me.

As we reached our destination, we slow down as we reached the door.

“We’re at the house of the next victim, Mary Jane Kelly. Proceed with haste.” Sebastian said as he approached the door in front of us. 

“AHHHHHHHHH!” We heard a voice scream inside of the house.

“Sebastian, break down the door. That’s an order.” Ciel said as he swiped his hand in the air.

“Right away,” Sebastian said as he kicked the door in with such style. In front of the door, there was a woman’s body but Sebastian dragged both Ciel and me back before we could see the gruesome sight.

“I- I don’t know what happened. I saw this woman bleeding out in front of me an-“

“That’s enough, Grell,” Ciel said as he cut off Grell’s rambling. Grell was covered in the victim's blood and was holding a bloodied knife.

“I guess since you’ve caught me, theres no reason for me to wear this hideous get-up.” Grell began to transform into her usual grim reaper fit.

“As I suspected, you are a grim reaper.” Sebastian said as he shook his head and grabbed his knives. “But I don’t get why a Grim Reaper would pretend to be a butler.” 

“I was captivated by a woman.” Grell said as she flipped her hair and shook a little in excitement.

“And, who would this woman be?” Sebastian asked for clarification and identification.

“It should be obvious.” Madam Red said as she stepped out from behind Grell.

“Madam Red! Your name was on the list but no human could have independently committed the murder.” Ciel began as he walked up next to Sebastian, “Which would be a different story if you were working with a Grim Reaper. Their supernatural abilities would allow him to access the prostitute’s room without anyone knowing and to travel to the murder scene from Aleister’s party. Therefore, you both had to act together as Jack The Ripper.”

“I’m hurt Ciel, you would suspect your own aunt?” Madam Red said in shock

“There’s an additional connection between all the prostitutes; they all had an abortion at your hospital. And even though we knew who the last victim would be, we weren’t able to save her.” Ciel said with some sadness in his heart.

“It pains me to see that it actually was you, Madam Red.” I said with pain in my voice.

“Oh, my sweet niece and nephew, I regret that you guys found out. We won’t be able to play chess together anymore and I won’t be able to force my dresses onto you anymore.” Madam Red said as she looked at Ciel and me with remorse. “I won’t go easy on you guys. Grell, you know what to do.”

“YEAH!” Grell said as she pulled out her Death Scythe and began to attack me and Ciel until Sebastian stopped him.

“This is an order, capture Madam Red and Grell.” Ciel said as he ripped off his eyepatch.

“Yes, My Lord.” Sebastian said as he began to attack Grell.

As Sebastian and Grell were off fighting, Ciel and I were questioning Madam Red.

“Why’d you commit the murders?” I asked her. This is my main character moment.

Madam Red pulls out a knife and began to speak, “I’m ‘The Hunted’ and theres only one path.”

“That doesn’t answer the question. Why did you do it, Madam Red?” Ciel asked a second time for us.

“You children wouldn’t understand even if I told you. IT WOULD BE BETTER IF YOU WERE NEVER BORN!” Madam Red screamed as she moved in to stab Ciel.

“NO!” I cried as I stood in front of Ciel, to protect him.

“Lady Y/n, Young Master.” Sebastian said as he was cornered by Grell. Madam Red froze as she stared into my eyes, frightened and confused.

“Sebastian, stop. Don’t kill her.” Ciel ordered as Sebastian turned into his demon form, getting ready to kill Madam Red.

“Why do you look so much like him?” Madam Red quivered as she shook violently.

“What are you waiting for? Kill them so that we can go on.” Grell said as she walked over next to Madam Red.

“I can’t.” She replied as a tear began falling from her eyes.

“What? After you already killed so many women, now you can’t kill? Well you can either kill them, or be killed by me.” Grell said as she looked over her nails and looked back up at Madam Red.

“I- I can’t kill them, t-they’re my ni-“ She coughed as Grell shoved her Death Scythe into her chest.

“I’ve lost interest in an ‘ordinary woman’ like you.” Grell said as she pulled her chainsaw out of Madam Red’s chest. “Anyways, I guess it’s time for me to depart. Goodbye, and good riddance.” As Grell was walking away, Ciel suddenly looked at Sebastian.

“Sebastian, capture Grell. This case isn’t over yet.” He said as he looked back down at Madam Reds' body.

“Right away.” Sebastian said as he stepped towards Grell. They began their battle once more and it was just as intense as in the anime. 

Wow, Sebastian does have the moves at times. I looked over at Ciel and he was kneeling over Madam Red’s body and he looked like he was in a daze. As I looked over Ciel, Grell came slamming onto the ground with Sebastian over her, with her death scythe in his hands.

Before Sebastian could kill Grell, someone came and stopped the blow before it landed. Ahhhhh it's William, don’t freak out, don’t freak out.

“Grell Sutcliff…” William went on to list a ton of her faults, but she didn’t care because she was just fangirling over William.

“I apologize for my colleagues actions.” William said as he turned and bowed at all three of us, “I can’t believe the day has come to where I have to apologize to a demon.” As William was dragging Grell away, Sebastian threw Grell’s chainsaw at William’s head, but he easily caught it.

“Didn’t want you to leave that behind.” Sebastian said as he did a fake smile

“Thank you.” William said as he tossed it on Grell and fully walked away.

“Young Master, I apologize for letting Grell escape.” Sebastian said as he bowed towards Ciel.

“It doesn’t matter anymore.” Ciel replied as he stood up, swaying onto Sebastian seeming light-headed.

“Are you okay?” Sebastian said as he grabbed Ciel to support him.

“Let go of me. I’m just a little tired. Let’s go Y/n.” He said as he pushed Sebastian away and walked towards the carriage. I quietly followed behind him, scared that anything I said would make him break. I knew she was gonna die but, that must suck for him. Well, not for me because Undertaker is gonna pop up pretty soon. After the long silent ride back to the mansion, we broke away into our respective rooms. I took a warm bath and I laid back into my bed as I always did before I went back to sleep in my new home and I anticipated the next day. The next day, as expected, the wedding for Madam Red happened but I decided to stay home. It went like Ciel did his very dramatic thing with the red dress and he asked me if I wanted to y/nng the red bouquet that we bought for her but I decided to pass because I wouldn’t be able to stay professional in front of Undertaker. Finny, Meyrin, and Baldroy all three decided to try and cheer me up by doing witty stuff like asking if I wanted to go for a walk or to help them with their chores and it worked even though I wasn’t sad. Thus, the end of this arc and the beginning of me deciding my destiny… of making Undertaker love me. 

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Average? Darling...

Request: Hi! I saw requests were open so I was wondering if you’d be ok with doing Headcanons with Undertaker and Sebastian with a s/o who doesn’t really think their pretty? Like they don’t think their ugly or anything, just mundane and average so they just think people are being nice and don’t really mean it when they’re told they look pretty? (Sorry this is long, I wanted to make sure I made sense) thanky and I hope you’re doing well amidst the chaos going on! 

Title: Average? Darling... 

Genre: fluff, mayyyybe a little bit angsty (yay insecurities!) (emphasis on mayyyybe)

Pairing: Undertaker/Sebastian Michaelis x Fem!reader (separate) 

Notes: This made me so happy to see. Literally. Anon, thank you for requesting this! 

That said, I totally understand this idea and outlook, and I still struggle with thinking of myself in a way that isn’t seen as absolutely hideous or terribly average. I can only escape that through cosplay, and I absolutely hate taking almost an hour or two putting on makeup just to feel drop-dead gorgeous for thirty minutes. 

Anyway, you can ignore that little tirade if you want! I tried to make it as realistic as possible (from my experience), so I hope it lives up to what you like. Otherwise, thank you for saying that - I hope you’re doing well, too! (It didn’t come out trippy this time, yES-)

It is also a female reader default, so I apologize if that isn’t what you expected. It seemed to flow better for me personally, so I just rolled with it. 

Below the cut! 

Undertaker

surprisingly, out of these two, i find the undertaker would be more inept here

because while both him and sebastian are not human and can barely understand certain human emotions,

one has had more basic observation and interest than the other

that ‘other’ being undertaker

from what i can remember, i can only assume that he would have focused his attention towards his over-the-top plans to screw with the reapers, demons, and angels

but that’s not the whole point right now

to cover how your relationship happened, you would have had to know him for a while

and he probably would have only come to realize that he had feelings for you after he got to know you

so to sum that up: your personality is sexy to him.

that was the first thing that he was attracted to, but your appearance?

that was a bonus

so when you stop and say that you aren’t anywhere near as beautiful as people say, he just tries to get you to admit that you are wrong within a few minutes

“i’m really not as beautiful as they claim, undertaker.”

“dear, that is not a funny ‘joke’.”

“i’m not joking, darling, i’m nowhere near as beautiful as people claim i am.”

he jumps into a tirade

i don’t make the rules, okay? he just does.

and it involves many, many, many instances of your beauty.

your eyes? 

they glitter and almost glow in the shadows and light in the most attractive manner.

your hair (or lack thereof)?

simply gorgeous, simply shining - quite beautiful

your figure?

quite fitting for the time, and quite a sight to see when walking.

to him, you are what an angel looks like, and you have the personality of one as well

a total package, if he must say so

but that is about where he would stop.

it doesn’t last long, but it does hold meaning and he refuses to let you believe anything else

but he may only step in and say something when it gets to be too much for you.

those times when your insecurities get the better of you?

he’s already on it, coffin open and ready for you to cuddle with him as he makes grand statements of your beauty

“your beauty truly reaches across centuries, across millenia - a quite haunting beauty if i may say so myself.”

“your eyes perfectly match your complexion, almost glowing against your countenance.”

“and darling, your figure...if i may, i must say that it is truly gorgeous...truly supple. it fits your clothing very well.”

(that last one was a lil bit sensual but hey - it was bound to happen at some point in this)

but every one of these times was very short. 

eventually, though, his words started to make sense.

through those short little sessions, they worked somewhat.

i’d like to say that they worked almost immediately

but that is a blatant lie

again, this is undertaker

subtly only matters to him when it is a part of a scheme he has. 

so that immediately negates any hint of it becoming extremely common, as that depends on how often you vocalize your thoughts on people’s compliments

but otherwise, they work a little bit. 

in a weird way

(again, undertaker.)

but he tries, so make sure that he knows he has made you feel a little better

don’t lie, but don’t hesitate to tell him what you thought of his perspective

he covers it in his own little way, and you both don’t mind it too much. :)

Sebastian Michaelis

okay so

sebastian found you to be meager at first

but that was because you were shielded by a shadow and he only caught a glimpse of your outfit

when he caught you in full light though?

gorgeous.

he had held a distaste to angels, but you were one that he doubted he could stay away from

and because ciel had gotten tired of watching his butler fawn over you as you two worked together, he straight up demanded that he talk to you

and a butler can’t deny his master’s orders, can he?

from there, he grew to love you more

and though he will admit that he fell in love with your appearance at first, your personality was even more beautiful than you

so you can imagine his surprise when you told him that you were only average 

he had caught you looking at yourself in the reflection in the glass of a window, and he became intrigued

was this simply a human thing? 

possibly a female quirk, though he may have chalked it up to feminine mannerisms

but when you spotted him and he questioned your actions teasingly, you gave him the answer to his question.

“darling, may i ask why you are gazing at yourself?”

*shock* 

“um, well - when you or someone else tells me i’m pretty, i don’t believe it.”

for once, pure and unadulterated shock presented itself on his visage

“dear, i must inquire why.”

“well, i’m not...’gorgeous’ as you claim. i’m simply average, nothing more.”

he had decided then and there to treat you as the sparkling darling that he knows and loves 

“well, darling, i beg to differ.”

you and him then sat down and just talked.

unlike undertaker, who i feel would try to make his s/o feel gorgeous from the get-go

sebastian would be the type to get the point across over time

he’s observed humans for centuries, so he has the least amount of understanding 

human insecurities cannot be mended within minutes, but rather longer

so he did the best that he could to make you feel better about your beauty

after all, he appreciates art in it’s finest form

and you fit into that category

so after reassuring you that you are just as gorgeous as others see you to be

(”your eyes are the most beautiful (e/c) i’ve ever seen.”)

(”your skin is quite glowing, much like you yourself do.”)

(”your body, too, darling - it’s to die for. just perfect.”)

he makes it a goal that you become completely aware of your beautiful

someone just complimented you and you reluctantly accepted it?

“darling, i promise you that you are gorgeous.”

another person just told you your beauty measures to that of madam red? 

(don’t blame me, blame google - i tried to find more information, but this is set in the 1880s, not the 1890s, so gibson girls were barely there and were not yet considered the peak of beauty at the time. and after that mess, i went to see what characters were ranked highest and madam red was the highest ranked female on that list, at 14 i think, as the rest were male. due to that, and the fact that she is a doctor that must be fairly well known, she would be known and ogled - cuz lets face it, she is sinister, but she is also gorgeous.) 

(sorry about that, let’s continue)

“they aren’t incorrect, my dear. you do truly glow, much like she does, but your’s is more bright.”

anyone compliments your figure when doing measurements and you tell him?

“as i have said, your figure is truly fair and quite admirable.”

sometimes, even when you were resting at either your’s or ciel’s manor, sebastian would make sure to remind you of your higher beauty

before you were to go to bed?

“dear, sleep well. i would say that you may want your beauty sleep, but you don’t need it when you’re already gorgeous.”

reviewing papers?

“your eyes, my darling - quite beautiful. they truly do sparkle.”

simply reading and resting?

“a beautiful brain and a beautiful appearance - my, my, you really are a gem to view, my love.” 

you blushed every time, but the more he did what he did and said what he said

you slowly came to realize that you truly are as beautiful as others say you are.

and though you are aware that there are others out there that may be more beautiful

you now know that your beauty is much more prominent than that of the common female

and your realization made sebastian all the more giddy 

(well, as giddy as he could get - remember, demon!)

(and again, that little rant earlier, i-)

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I know you’re really busy so like whenever you get around to it! An undertaker one where they’re in bed or something and she’s like “are you up?” And when he questions it she’s like “oh nothing just thinking about how much I love you... your eyes *brushes bangs back* your lips *kisses him* your neck *kisses him on the neck* your body *runs her hand down his body* but most of all... your butt *pinches his butt cheek* ... I just thought it would be cute and funny.. anyway you’re doing amazing!!

This was kinda fun to write~ Thank you so much for requesting it Anon! I made it more of a drabble with a suggestive tone at the end. So I hope you like it!

I Love…. (Undertaker x Reader)

Warning(s): suggestive, cute, fluff

Word Count: 563

The dog barking in the background of the night made you turn once again in bed, now facing towards your companion. This restless night had been going on for at least an hour, if you had to guess. And it was making you a bit sad you couldn’t sleep. Eventually, you sighed and glanced up in the dark, barely making out the features on your lover’s face. A smile spread across yours as you gazed lovingly at him. “Are you still awake?” You whispered, voice barely coming out.

A small grunt slipped past his lips.

Your brows furrowed at that. “Undertaker?”

“Yes? Why are you still awake, (F/N)?” He muttered, giving you a soft kiss on your head, as if beckoning you to go back to sleep.

You shrugged and nestled into him a bit more. “Oh, just thinking.”

He peaked open an eye to look down at you. “Of?”

Your arms snaked their way around his neck, to pull him close. “Just how much I love you.”

Now seemingly awake, the Undertaker grinned, “Do you now?” He hummed, his fingers tracing small and irregular patterns on your back.

“Well,” your hand moved to shift the bangs out of his face, “I really love your eyes. They’re so beautiful,” you giggle a little an placed a kiss in between his eyes, “I’m kinda jealous.”

“Don’t be. Yours are far more fascinating to me.” He hummed, placing a kiss of his own between your eyes, even though you were pouting.

“But…mine are just (E/C).” You said, a little confused as to how they were more beautiful than his.

He raised a thumb to silence that self-depreciating statement. “Now now, we’ll have none of that as long as I’m your lover, understood?” He asked, to which you could only nod. He took it very seriously when you said stuff like that. After all, you were his world, and he couldn’t have you thinking ill of yourself.

You rolled those ‘fascinating’ eyes before continuing on your way. “I suppose we will agree to disagree.” You hummed before placing a small kiss on his lips. “I love this mouth of yours too. Even if you are a bit sassy sometimes.”

He smirked and licked those lovely lips. “Would you have me any other way?” He purred, somehow able to press even more of his body against you.

“Mmm, I think not.” You mused as you placed a kiss on his neck, specifically along the scar he had there. “I love this part, too.” Your hands now ran over his chest, down his side, and your legs gently nudged his. “I love your body, too.”

“Surely you must have a favorite, (F/N)?” He hummed, his eyes burning into yours with intense desire.

You smirked and reached your hand around to grab his rear. “But, heh, this is my favorite.”

The Undertaker blinked at you in surprise before letting out one of his loud laughs, his arms squeezing you to his chest tightly. “Oh, my dear (F/N) you crack me up.” He giggled out, pretending to wipe a stray tear from his eyes before they turned towards you with a suggestion glance. “Let me remind you why you love it so much.”

And it’s a good thing that dog was barking so much, otherwise you would have surely been heard if not for the saving grace of that animal.

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Hi!! Can you do an undertaker, Sebastian, and Ciel with an S/O who is an assassin?

Here it is my Anon! I hope you enjoy it!

Undertaker and his Assassin S/O

He knew what your profession was from the moment he saw you. In his previous line of work, afterall, he ran into several of your kind. Or perhaps it is better to say, the targets of your profession.

It was a little surprising to him though to find out that he developed a target on his head. No doubt from a disgruntled customer who assumed the measurements were wrong on the coffin. Or, at least that’s what he assumed.

But, considering who he is, he was definitely waiting for you to show up, giggling all the while. It was a bit unnerving to have a target be laughing at their imminent demise, but you brushed it off as a coping mechanism.

Even so, he was…frustratingly hard to kill. Your usual tactics of ‘grab and take them down in a headlock’ weren’t working. Not because you weren’t strong enough, but because he kept weaseling out of your grip somehow. You blamed the soft long hair.

Yet, after your first few failed attempts, it was obvious the Undertaker saw it as more of a game than a threat on his life. Which only served to annoy you.

After a few more unsuccessful attempts, you screamed, “Just let me pin you!”

To which he grinned and shook his head. “But if I let you, that means you leave.” His voice took a deeper turn as he brushed his bangs to the side. It made you shiver, those irises weren’t normal. And you’ve looked into many a dying man’s eyes to know that.

With a frustrated growl, you sat down on a coffin (since he didn’t have chairs in his funeral parlor, weirdo) and crossed your arms. “Looks like I’m not going anywhere then.”

He laughed and turned around. “I wouldn’t have it any other way dearie. Don’t worry, I don’t mind sharing my bed when you get tired of this silly bounty.”

You could only stare and purse your lips. Truly, it seemed like you would not be getting out of this anytime soon. But perhaps…that wasn’t so bad.

Sebastian and his Assassin S/O

It was nice to see you back after all these years. Pretending to be something you were not born to do. To think, the once proud royal assassin of Ancient Egypt, a lowly baker barely scraping by in London. It was a bit saddening to see your potential go to waste. 

But no matter, now that he found you again after all these centuries, he would not be letting you go. 

His first priority was to watch and observe. How were you with others that have wronged you? Who were far too rude for your liking? His eyes gleamed as he saw your hand twitch towards a bread knife after a particularly annoying customer walked away, but you retracted your hand. The frustration on your face said it all.

But, he needed to see you in action. He desired it in fact. After all, that’s how you won the demon’s heart. Perhaps having done so many ‘good deeds’–or as good as can be for a demon like himself–the dark one decided to reward him and bring you back.

Shrouded in all black, he followed you on a rainy morning as you headed to the bakery. You knew you were being followed, he was making it quite obvious actually. But after several particularly annoying customers, this was the last straw. And if the law came after you…well, self-defense was there for a reason, right?

Rounding a corner, you immediately scaled the brick wall, holding onto the ledge of a window as you waited for your pursuer to follow you. Taking out a knife and putting it in between your teeth, you watched the round the corner as expected. 

As your figure came plummeting down, intending to stab the man’s throat, you found yourself slammed up against the wall, a hand around your throat. 

“My, it seems you still have it after all, don’t you my dear?” A silky smooth voice whispered in your ear. In your heart of hearts, it was distant, but it reached out to the voice. A name was ringing in your ears, begging you to say it. But the moment you opened your mouth, you found a pair of lips on yours and two shining red eyes staring  back at you. As the man pulled away, he gave a peck to your nose. “I have a new name now. Call me Sebastian.” 

Ciel (Adult) and his Assassin S/O

He had to admit, when he required your assistance as a plus one all those years ago to take out a target, he never expected to actually develop feelings for you. But, yet here he was, you on his arm laughing at a noble’s joke and a ring on your finger.

As the noble walked away, your expression darkened and turned to disgust, swiftly picking up a champagne flute from a server’s tray. “I can’t wait till he’s six feet under.” You muttered.

He couldn’t help but chuckle a little and press a soft kiss to your head. “Patience my dear, all in due time.” You couldn’t help but sigh and lean into his touch. 

He was right, but you could wait since it was for him. Now that you were in a very public marriage with Ciel, it was much harder to take on assassination jobs. But he was good to you, he knew you liked it, so he pulled some of his contacts in the underground and was able to secure targets for you. He spoiled you like that.

As the hour chimed, you downed the rest of your glass and handed it to your husband. “I’ll be right back.” You said, turning to flash him a bright smile. “Don’t miss me too much.” And with that, you went off to go persuade the noble to a more…secluded area.

He smirked and nodded his head. You both knew you’d miss the other’s presence. After all, two dark souls attracted one another. 

Around eight minutes later, you sidled back up to him with a little sigh. “My love, it seems that one was taken care of in record time.” He mused after glancing back at the clock. 

You were efficient to say the least, but it was more fun when they fought. “Next time, get me a more challenging one, yes?” You asked. By no means were you upset, if anything, the target had some nerve to be so easy. Perhaps it was all the drinks they had that did it. 

Ciel wrapped his arm around your waist, pulling you close. “As you wish.” He leaned down and whispered in your ear, “My dear assassin.”

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Awesome, thanks for answering my question! Can I request a HC with the Undertaker trying to convince you to go out with him, please?

Undertaker trying to convince you to go out with him

He’s always been Soft when it comes to you

It’s gotten to the point where he can’t keep hiding it anymore

So one day, he pulls you to one side

You don’t know what to think about it at first

He’s never exactly done this before

And by the sound of it, it’s something big

He comes out with it before you can even ask him what’s on his mind

“I’m not prepared to keep playing games anymore.”

That’s all Undertaker says at first

You don’t quite know what he means, but he continues

“Everyone else can see it except you, apparently. I like you. A lot.”

You need a good few minutes to process it

He hasn’t exactly treated you the same as everybody else

But he hasn’t given you any special treatment, either

“I don’t know whether the feeling is mutual, but why don’t we do dinner sometime? Or lunch, if you want.”

Seemingly out of nowhere, you’re tongue tied

This definitely wasn’t what you were expecting from him

When you say nothing, he presses further

“Just once? To see if anything will come of it? If not, things won’t be different between us. We can move on.”

You swear Undertaker is laying his soul bare for you in that moment

And it’s like he really, truly means every word

You mull it over, then you gradually smile up at him

“...Sure. One date won’t hurt, will it?”

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Fluffy Undertaker Headcanons

Request: Can I get some fluffy undertaker head cannons to make my day :) please have a good day and stay safe

Title: Fluffy Undertaker Headcanons

Genre: prepare thyself for an overabundance of FLOOF

Pairing: Undertaker x Reader

Notes: This request just hit me and I- ooh, I’m gushing at the thought of writing this. Some odd comfort fluff for the properly named Undertaker was just perfect to slide around. (Also, super sorry for this being a little late - my job’s got me busy!) 

That being said, thanks for the wishes! I hope all of you are healthy and safe in this time, and that if you aren’t that you are going about it properly. 

Below the cut! 

Part 1: Friends

you have to have a weird sense of humor combined with dread to become this guys friend

or even develop something generally close to friendship

either way, when it happens, it (metaphorically) smacks you in the face. 

seriously, you’ve probably gotten hit by something flying in that shop if someone were to pass by

(we don’t know if something is laying on the coffins when he pops out of one, so watch your back.)

but to cover the overall basics? 

yeah, undertaker will be a hoot and a half

expect there to be an influx of jokes (from your end or his, it doesn’t matter)

they will most likely revolve around vulgar topics or death, maybe a combination of both (though that might come from him on the rare occasion).

otherwise, there will be a lot of helping at the shop. 

which is when you will catch the jokes.

and possibly an ornament of some kind. 

you never know :)

on bad days, though, when you can’t crack a joke with him or you don’t feel like you could help out

he’d try to help you.

you trudged through the pit it took to become friends with him, so of course he’d try to help you.

and by being friends with him, like written above, you would most likely have a darker sense of humor.

seeing as that is also the way he seems to deal with things, yeah, he’d crack a few dark jokes.

if that worked? great, now let’s terrorize the queen’s watchdog and his butler together! 

if not? well, that’s when things would get awkward. 

he’d crack even more jokes and, honestly, it would work at that point.

seriously, this guy takes pleasure in humor. 

(my god, i sound like a broken record holy shit-)

you two also take an immense amount of pride when it comes to annoying phantomhive

tag team taunting? hell yeah! 

sometimes your jokes get sebastian laughing, which only makes ciel even more annoyed. 

it’s great, walking a thin line between life and death with him.

on certain days, you two would go out on the town. 

at night, of course, but just finding an underground pub somewhere is perfect for the two of you.

after a drink or two (of whatever you two chose, or course), you’d probably go back to his shop and lay low. 

play some card games on coffins or make up some stupid alternative game until midnight.

just some really fun times. 

depending on your status, too - or even your workplace in general - he’d help you with what you needed.

Part 2: Relationship 

(spoiler alert for non-manga readers, even if this point was decently far back at this point- nEWAY)

so, at this point, trust has been developed to a level that is enviable on all levels

you two have shared multiple secrets between each other that you wouldn’t tell anyone else. 

yours was one that could destroy any trace of a reputation that you held if it were to get out 

his was his elaborate plan that would come into play on the atlantic

yeah, you were also a person that had a part in that, though that was mostly done for experimental purposes.

undertaker had decided to let you in on his experiments after you two had started the courting process 

and through the awkwardness of it all, you became accustomed to his antics. 

so when the time came, you two would just do what slightly deranged people would do when the experiments worked:

make dark jokes and slow dance around the plethora of undead people walking around and gnawing on people from a farther distance while hoping that you two wouldn’t get caught by the demon butler

yeah, fun times. 

you can include the moment when you hid and undertaker went head to head with the reapers and demon. 

(you heard all of that and were worried senseless, but you had faith in him.)

either way, when this is all done and over and you inevitably gtfo of there, you two resort to cuddling at your abode

at this point, the two of you are hitting a point where you both say ‘screw it, they can’t see us’ and just - cuddle. 

he’d be big spoon, you’d be on his chest, or you and him would be tangled together chest-to-chest

(you have cuddled in a coffin ffs, how else would two people fit in a regular-sized one?) 

those would be times when there would be an odd combination of dark humor and praises to the other.

one minute, you may be playing with his hair and making small braids in it, uttering how it is so soft and smooth 

the next, you’d be pulling on it (the braid) just the slightest because undertaker made a death joke and you got a whiff of his breath

you both avoid typical mannerisms of the times, and take pride in it :)

the most you two would do, most likely, would be cuddling, joking, and short kisses on the cheek or forehead (sometimes on the crown of your head)

in short? you better be able to handle this death-obsessed, experimental weirdo that can’t stop himself from cracking a joke and wreaking havoc at every corner.

you also better be prepared to fight anyone that may target you because of his doings. 

(it’s honestly kind of funny to see how this develops lol)

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Hi, can you do some headcanons for a reaper or principal undertaker with a human s/o please?

I really hope this is to your liking, Anon! I feel like I’m really bad at getting the ‘headcanon’ format down. Soooo yeah. Here it is!Warning(s): mention of suicide, death

Reaper Undertaker and his Human S/O

He knew this was for the best. You could never find out about his ‘true’ profession. Of course, because fate has a strange way of working, you still managed to do so.

He had taken you out on an evening stroll which ended at a small tavern. They had the best roast in the area, and he wanted to make the evening special. So much so that he went out and got you a new outfit for the occasion.

Well, soon enough, he was pulling out that small black book of his, grimacing at the contents. He had wanted to stay for the entire date this time. It seemed like they were always getting cut short.

You always told him it was ok and to go take care of whatever he needed to.

Oh how he appreciated your patience. Straightening out his spectacles, he left the tavern to go take care of business.

Unfortunately, you were a curious human, sometimes too much for your own good and you decided to sneakily follow him this time around. The sight before you made your heart leap into your throat.

There was your lover standing over a body with a large scythe sticking out, odd strings of light and images flowing out of the body. You must have made a sound as your lover quickly turned to look at you. “(F/N)?” He whispered, quickly removing the scythe and coming over to you. You weren’t supposed to find out this way, if not ever.

You weren’t necessarily frozen in fear, just frozen in concern. He quickly explained it to you, his role as a grim reaper. Collecting souls was a responsibility that he did not take lightly and saw to it that every soul was given the attention it needed. While a little hard to process, you slowly nodded your head and accepted it.

He thinks that you’ll let it go, relieved that you’ll stay with him, but he was very wrong.

You immediately began to ask questions. How old was he really? How long had he been doing it? Why was there that weird imagery stuff coming out of the person?

He had to put up his hands by your insistent questioning. Not that he was overwhelmed, but because he for sure thought you’d be too afraid to ask.

He does his best to answer all your questions, however, the moment you ask how one becomes a reaper, he gets silent. Knowing it not best to lie to you, he tells you that grim reapers are born from humans committing suicide.

That made your heart immediately break and made you latch onto him, tears falling from your eyes in absolute sadness.

He didn’t know what to do other than slowly pat your head in reassurance. He did not mean for this to all come out, it must have been hard on you to hear and understand it.

But, either way, now that he can be upfront and honest about his job, he has no need to sneak out. Plus, when he gets home, he is always welcomed by cuddles and a warm meal.

It’s during one of these nights, after a particularly gruesome event, he comes home and immediately goes to you for comfort, his head nuzzling on top of yours. “I wish I could have met you when I was human.” He said, making you pull back, worry filling your eyes before they turned to love. “Well, you’ve met me now, and I’m forever grateful.” To which he would simply smile and pull you back in for a hug. “Me too.”

Principal Undertaker and his Human S/O

It was a principal’s duty to sit in on classes, but he couldn’t particularly help wanting to stop in on your class the most. Plus, the small children loved to play with his long hair when they got their activities done early.

However, the children also quickly noticed how often he seemed to come by. And how he would simply just stare at you with a smile on his face, as if he was perfectly at home and content being in your presence.

During one particular time, Mr. Undertaker offered to take questions since the class had done so well on their colors test. One excited young boy raised his hand, nearly falling out of his seat. Calling on him, he immediately said, “Can you hug our teacher?!” You immediately felt your face heat up and you asked the child why. “Because it would be cute!” Was the response. Well, it was definitely hard to argue with that.

So now, every time they had a chance, your class would ask you to hug one another if they saw you around.

Of course, this made it an easy excuse to touch each other in a workplace setting. Your kids were asking you to do it, so, why not appease them?

Whenever he would hug you, his arms would squeeze you a little, letting you know clearly you were in his protection. Not that you needed it, but it made you feel safe nonetheless.

When it came to recess, you couldn’t help but notice much of your class scribbling on the ground with chalk. It seemed like Mr. Undertaker had the same idea considering he wandered over as well. A small smirk played on his lips as he watched your reaction, seeing what the kids had drawn.

“It’s you and Mr. Undertaker married!” One happily exclaimed while another had a picture of you with what appeared to be a baby. “You have a cute family too!” Another said, making your face immediately flush with embarrassment.

Mr. Undertaker had the idea to perhaps start seeing each other in secret at this point. After all, it would not necessarily look too good to have a principal dating a teacher. But, seeing the kids like this… “Perhaps we shouldn’t disappoint them.” He hummed, a sparkle in his eyes. Try as you might, you couldn’t keep the smile off your face. “Yes, I suppose we shouldn’t.”