Can we.....(takers fan) get TakerXFemale reader when she's pregnant and finally its the time to born this baby. But Taker (ministry of course) is very confuse what to do first. Some fluffy ending and some funny scenes in there😂 i will be so happy if you do this and im in love with your writing.✨❤️ Peace to everyone 🤍
Ministry!Taker with pregnant reader HCS
This poor edgy zombie has 0 clue what he's doing at first but he's TRYING HIS BEST OK??? (Sorry if this was long, I got carried away.)
When you finally revealed to your dramatically edgy husband that you are pregnant, he doesn't seem fazed at first but when he came to the conclusion that he's becoming a father, the slow anxiety started to creep up to him a little as days went by.
Of course, he is happy, even though he doesn't show it, but he'd immediately be much MORE protective over you. I mean, despite the way he looks, this man will spoil the HELL out of you and the growing fetus in your stomach.
If you start getting up from your sit, he's already helping you up gently. Do you have chores to do? Don't worry he's got all the laundry and dishes already cleared for you in just a snap. Want a glass of cold water? Here you go my love, while he gently pets your head and rubs your growing stomach.
Whatever weird cravings you have to satisfy you and your child, taker is there to help you pronto. Oh, what's that? Do you want a p&b and jelly sandwich with a slice of pickles and milk? He'll get that ready for you darling. He's never weirded out by your absurd choices of food, as long as the baby is well fed is all that matters. But he tries not to feed you too much as he wants to keep your health stable and well. Other than that, he'll snatch whatever you're feeling to eat for the day/night.
When time is flying by, your pregnant belly is already at its peak. Taker is already having worried thoughts about the baby even though he's the "deadman" with no heart.
This is his child, YOUR child, and your very first and his. He has no idea how being a father works. He's led down a dark path where he has henchmen by his side, presenting sacrifices to a million crowds on a daily bases and drenching down the blood of his opponents, and now he's entering the world of fatherhood.
Those conflicting thoughts came to a halt when he enters the kitchen and sees you, standing and looking through the window with your long flowing nightgown on, gently caressing the baby in your belly with a smiling at the thoughts of your child running around the household.
The purity of evil has never seen something as beautiful as this image that has struck through his eyes. He comes behind you sliding his strong arms, with his hands caressing yours on your big stomach, following your gentle caresses.
Even though he has conflicting thoughts of the child, he'll always be there to guide them through whatever the world will behold them, this is his first child, it's going to be a challenge for him to face knowing what he's capable of, but you're still here with him, after everything he's done, you're always right by his side. His princess, his queen, and the love of his life. You'll both face this challenge together.
After Birth:
6 months after the birth of you and taker's child, the image of your husband holding your baby still hasn't left your mind. The shaking smile on the stale expression he's had for 9 years, while the child is peacefully having its rest, wrapped up in a warm blanket and admiring the infant like it was his first pet. It is definitely a sight to see.
The baby finally looks up from its rest, looking into his father's soft expression. It took a minute until taker realizes that the baby has green emerald eyes, just like his. Taker was close to breaking in emotions but he kept his composure while you were laying in bed recovering, watching the moment unfold in tears with a tired smile.
If you don't think this is the SOFTEST you've ever seen the lord of darkness prevail after the birth, then you don't know what is.
Personally, let's be honest, I feel like taker would be the most vulnerable parent in this situation.
You never seem to expect it, knowing he's the reaper of souls until you start catching him doing "fatherly" things. Domesticating and spoiling the child like his life depended on it.
He seems hesitant at first when starting his parental tasks, but thankfully from the help of you, the lord has already learned everything from the book.
Feeding the child, changing its diapers, giving them soft baths in the kitchen sink. You asked why the sink, and responded thinking the big bathtub is a bit unsafe for them. It astounded you how soft this deadman became for the child, but it definitely made your heart swell. Although the sight of the ministry of darkness changing diapers with a hard expression seems a bit hilarious to you.
Every night in his nightly routine he would be rocking the baby back and forth softly, humming a tune his mother sung to him when he was little before his death that would always put him to sleep. Either that or reading an old bedtime story till they fall asleep.
After the birth, taker has already prepared everything that is needed for the baby. He stated to his lifelong manager, Paul Bearer to gather his henchman to grab any essentials for his child from a list he wrote. It may sound like an easy and silly task to them, but this is the lord of darkness we're talking about here, there is a baby that needs him and taken care of. The ministry is there to handle it and will do anything to not piss off their lord whatever the job may be given by him.
Courtesy of the ministry, an extra room is built up for the new member of the family. It's simple, somewhat dark compared to the attire of your lord and the rest of his henchman, but it helps as the baby seems to like the decor already as you both stepped in to put them into the crib.
Knowing the undertaker and his undead immortality, he does not need any sleep whatsoever. Whenever the baby is heard crying from across the hall, you were about to get up from your sleep to handle the job until the deadman lays his huge hand to your stomach, laying you back down.
"Don't worry about them my love, go back to sleep and I'll take care of them." Kissing your forehead "You still need time to recover from the aftermath." He says as he heads down to the baby's room. You smiled at the offer as you fell back softly into your pillow, comforted over your Lord being so caring to your baby.
So every time the baby has trouble sleeping, you never have to worry about helping them back to sleep as your husband already zooming in the room rocking them back to sleep. He's the deadman after all so he's used to it, and you need your daily rest.
During your workdays, taker is responsible for the child fully. Hell, he can even take them to his daily meetings with his ministry backstage where it's supposedly located at the arena. He cannot fathom leaving his baby at the house alone knowing it's in DEATH VALLEY while you're gone so he has no choice but to bring them with him.
So just picture this alone, The Undertaker in his usual attire with his robe on while holding and patting his child gently on the back OR the child laying on a stroller next to him while explaining his daily rituals and plans to take over the world wrestling federation in his serious voice
It's a bizarre sight to see coming from the ministry but yknow....it's their boss so they can't say anything about it.
This is a serious meeting regardless of taker trying to make his child go to sleep around his arms. Say anything about you'll receive a dead glare from the phenom.
"Is there anything you like to say, Christian?" "*ahem* nothing my lord!! I'm just confused as to why you brought the ba-" "......" "yes, never mind. carry on my lord!"
For what he's known for, the world will never know about this side of the ministry of darkness except for you and the baby. Looking down at the both of you, sitting down on the couch while laying your head on his lap and the baby snoozing on top of his chest, no matter what happens, he'll do anything to protect the both of you. Fighting off any evil entity that dares to touch one of you despite him being evil himself.
He has a vow to make, not just for you, but for his love for you and the baby. You are officially his, you're there for him till death. There's nothing that'll tear down his family apart and he promises you that.
Can we have when Quinn is sick and TakerXShawn take care off.... I love your writings , 💘❤️
(Thank you!)
Taker x Shawn Care for a Sick Quinn
Fluff below the cut.
Her tiny coughing was so soft, barely louder than the rustle of leaves, but it was enough to stir the two new fathers from their thin sleep. Shawn was the calmer of the two, surprisingly enough, as Undertaker has always been wary of the fragility of humans. How close to death they were, how merciless death was with them. There was no friendship, no turning away of the scythe.
As it turns out, all Quinn needs is a warm bowl of soup, a big blanket, and some water. Shawn sits beside her, Undertaker on her other side. Undertaker continues to feel Quinn's forehead and neck, nervously glancing to Shawn when they both know she has a fever. Shawn casts a calmer look back to his husband.
"You're gonna be okay, Quinnie the Pooh," Shawn says, gently scritching at the back of Quinn's head. Quinn nods, eyes half-lidded and bloodshot, her face a bit pale. She takes a small sip from her thick plastic Winnie the Pooh spoon. "It's just a small flu. Maybe just a cold. But your body is big and strong, and it's already fighting it off."
Quinn looks up at Shawn with her pale brows raised.
"W'really?" Quinn asks in a hoarse, tiny voice. Shawn nods and leans in, kissing Quinn's sweaty head.
"That's why you're so warm. Your body's working hard to kick this germ's butt!"
Undertaker wordlessly holds the sippy cup of ice water up to Quinn's lips. Quinn turns to it and obediantly leans forward, drinking down the water in tiny sips. Undertaker shifts in a bit closer, wrapping a big arm around his daughter, keeping her safe. Keeping her secure, as if he could fight off the illness with his presence.
"Papa, 'm sleep," Quinn mutters, lifting up her bowl of soup. "Done. I wanna take a sleep."
"Okay, honey," Shawn says gently, and leans in, taking the bowl from his daughter and setting it on the nightstand. Quinn wiggles a bit, keeping herself upright on the pillows that Shawn and Undertaker had stacked up to help her with her coughing. Undertaker fixes the blankets around her so that they lay under her chin, then he lays a large hand on her warm forehead.
Quinn looks up at him with big eyes.
"...Papa and Daddy stay?" she asks. She looks over to Shawn with a look of such sad want that Shawn bends immediately. He shifts down and Quinn makes a tiny, sickly smile. Undertaker sets the sippy cup of water on the side table, then rests a hand on Quinn's stomach.
"Rest, little one," Undertaker says softly. "We will look over you." Quinn nods and shifts, wiggling a little hand out to hold onto Undertaker's. She squeezes his ring finger, and Shawn watches as the Lord of Darkness weakens to the young child's touch, a blow of love struck right through his chest.
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