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Those arms, tho. Unnfff.

#'taker! #oh wow #i love this #look at 'em armsssssssss #look at the tattoos #it looks gooood #i think he retouch it

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*screaming and crying*

@sleepy-achilles @heartbreakertaker

#aww #look at them! #i love this #i've always love their interaction #'taker! #Shawn Michaels

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Undertaker x eyebrow piercing

#'taker! #hi i am back just to reblog this #because loooooook at him #that eyebrow piercing really is ughhhhhhh #i love it #and he got a scar now due to the piecing but i do find it hot #weird i know but dont care #can he bring back the eyebrow piercing for 1 night #and of course his glorious hair

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So this is what Takes looked like tonight for the MnG. Yes, I cropped myself out of the pic.

#'taker! #oh he looks gooood #always love him in black #heart eyes

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Please more deadman from the 90s x reader! Show that zombie how to kiss!

You want zombie smoochies? WE SHALL HAVE ZOMBIE SMOOCHES!! (Also, I am so sorry Anon that it's taken this long for me to answer you) <3

You really needed to stop lingering at Gorilla. The stories were somewhat right about the dangerous consequences. Not from who you expected either. You had become too enraptured with the audience’s cheers and the view on the small monitor to notice when Jake ‘the Snake’ Roberts snuck up silently on you. His left hand held tightly onto a folded chair. Just as he lifted high above his head, the Undertaker grabbed it from behind and prevented the impromptu attack. He saved you. Nobody could work out why. Why had the Grim Reaper spared you agony?

Whatever the reason, you had been rescued and you needed to thank your knight in shining armour. Or, in this case, your knight in a black trench coat.

You stood outside of the Undertaker's locker room door for a few moments, debating whether this was a good idea. Nobody who dared entered there came out unscathed. If they came out at all. However, you couldn’t let such an uncharacteristic act go unrecognised. It was only right that you thanked him. Before you could talk yourself out of it, you knocked on the door then pushed it open to peek into the shadowy room. It was too dark to see anything other than the general outline of benches and duffel bags. Even the Undertaker’s constant companion - Paul Bearer - was nowhere to be seen, but you were sure that he was hiding around some corner. He was never far. It took a second for your eyes to adjust to the lack of light and your breath caught in the back of your throat as a pair of dull green eyes stared at you through the dark.

“Hello… I’m sorry for barging in like this. I just wa-wanted to know if you had a second to talk.”

No answer. The Undertaker - still dressed in his ring gear - stood rigid as if awaiting orders from someone. Your first encounter with the man from Death Valley had piqued your curiosity enough that you wanted to know more about him. You wanted to experience more of him. Fear being pushed aside for a second, you walked further into the room. The Undertaker moved from the darkest shadows and copied you. A few heavy footsteps bringing both of you into the centre of the locker room. He, now, stood a fraction too close to be deemed polite with anybody else. His presence brought a crispness to the air like the first cool rain to quench a summer heat. People would call you a ‘moth to a flame.’ They were sure that your destiny was to burn at the hand of the Deadman.

“I-I just wanted to come and thank you properly for earlier. You didn't have to do that.”

Your voice shook, betraying how scared of this man you were at your core. Despite that, you stretch up to press a kiss to the Undertaker's cheek. His skin is ice under your lips. A sign that he really was dead, but somehow, upright and walking like a normal man. As you pull away, the Undertaker’s eyes stay fixed upon your face and you find yourself lingering again. Just for a second. One of your hands rests tentatively on his cheek before dropping away when you pull yourself back. Before you have any time to react, the Undertaker has your wrist in his tight grip and the false feeling of safety comes crashing down around you. The bubble has popped. His expression is unreadable as you hold your breath and wait for his next move.

'Please don’t hurt me.'

Slowly - too slowly - the Undertaker brings your hand back to his cheek and holds it there. Did… Did he like the warmth of your hand on his cheek? Just as you had been drawn to him, it seemed that the Undertaker was beginning to show, at least, a interest in you. The being in front of you couldn’t have always been this way. Maybe the Undertaker was an ordinary man at some point before something unspeakable happened and changed him. An ordinary man who sought after the comfort of others and relished in the gentle touch of a woman.

For the rest of time, you wouldn't be able to explain the reasoning behind your next actions. It felt right in the shadows of the Undertaker's locker room. You inched forward again. Only this time, your mouth finds his top lip instead of his cheek. They're just as cold as the rest of him. Just as lifeless.

With your eyes closed, you can't see how the Undertaker's eyes widen or the long fingers on his free hand twitch and flex. What was he supposed to do? This - being kissed - hadn't happened to him in lifetimes. Far-distant memories of an adolescence spent like any other does nothing to guide him. They're too buried. You must have the ability to read his mind as you slowly reach for his other hand and bring it up to rest on your cheek, mirroring your own. The touch is soft, gentle in guiding him instead of violent and laced with hatred.

A second feels like an hour. You stood for too long with your lips against the Undertaker's in hope of seeing a glimmer of life from the Deadman. There was nothing. You're about to give up and fall back into your embarrassment when you feel it. His lips lightly pressing back against yours.

#oooooh #i love this #i need more #'taker!

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Just Takes being silly on a promo shoot back in the day 😌 🥰

#'taker! #look at him having fun #when he should be all dead and digging souls #giggling baby #i need more behind the scenes #the last ride is not enough

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#'taker! #my fav pic of him #heart eyes

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Just an appreciation post for Taker’s high kicks.

#'taker! #look at those leather pantssssssss #can tear at any moment #not complaining though

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This picture does something to me that I can’t explain.

#‘taker! #why is he touching his crotch is the question #and who he looking at

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#‘taker! #1999 ‘taker is reallyyyyyyyy #😮‍💨

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YES, I will have some of this. Lots of it, please. Yes.

#‘taker! #oh he looks good

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#‘taker! #what an adorable almost 60 years old man

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Somebody tell ‘taker to be active on social media. Like helloooo, it’s been 1 month since you post on instagram.

And also, I don’t think he even realised that his bluetick on Twitter is gone. Or he just don’t care. Probably the latter.

#‘taker! #the undertaker #undertaker #michelle doesn’t post about him either #well #i mean that is her instagram #but sometimes she post about him #post something dangggggg #can you tell i miss him #hah!

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Yoinked from Godfather’s IG. He said it’s not recent, so I’m not sure where it dates from, but he did say he was high so that why he initially pushed the wrong way 😂

#‘taker! #i believe this is 2021 #if im not mistaken that is #i love their friendship but i would like to see more #the godfather #taker hold on strong though #strong boy

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Desperately need hbtaker cuddling while sleeping on the couch, with the kliq coming in and seeing them 🫶🏼

And I can deliver. It'll be short though as my thumb currently has a plaster on it so typing is a task.

Hbtaker- Caught Cuddles

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Shawn huffs as he pushes his lockeroom door open. He pauses at the figure sat on his sofa. "Hey..whatcha doing here?" Shawn asks as he walks closer. Taker doesn't answer, he just keeps his head down. Shawn frowns and stands infront of him, gently running his fingers through takers hair.

Taker finally looks at him with the biggest frown. "Tired." Is all he says. "Alright. I can help with that, just let me show-" Shawn gets cut off when he's pulled into takers lap. "No." Taker mumbles. Shawn huffs as the man lays down, pulling him with him. "Cuddle." He whispers. "Of course" Shawn smiles, shuffling to get comfortable. He rests his head on takers chest and listens to his heart. Its unsettled. It hurts Shawn. Taker wraps his arms around shawns sweaty body and closes his eyes.

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"Where is the kid? He was supposed to meet us an hour ago" Scott huffs. "Hell if I know. I'm starving so let's get him" Kevin mutters opening shawns lockeroom door, the kliq following close behind. "Awe, well we can't be mad at that" Scott chuckles. Hunter looks and frowns. "How is he breathing?" Sean asks.

The boys had somehow switched spots in their sleep. Shawn is laid on the sofa, fast asleep and taker is above him, almost as if he's protecting Shawn from something.

In reality, taker needed to hear shawns heart. His head is buried against shawns chest, his arms against shawns sides, almost protective like. Shawn has one hand behind his head, propping it up and his other hand is rested on takers back.

"Hasn't even showered." Sean huffs. "Lets just grab his usual pizza, we can't leave them here all night anyways. Might aswell give them more time" hunter mutters. Kevin hums and moves to shawns bag. "Whatcha doing?" Scott smirks. "Well, I aint paying for his pizza" Kevin smirks taking shawns wallet. "Lets go" Kevin hums pocketing the wallet and leading the others off, leaving the two sweethearts to sleep.

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NOTES

Once again. Sorry its short. My thumbs bandaged up. Along with my hand and wrist.

Yeah I'm falling apart, the ear, the hand, and then I poked my eye with a tissue. All on the right side by the way. The right side of me is falling apart.

#‘taker! #shawn michaels #aww #so sweet #i need to read new fanfics of ‘taker

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#‘taker! #you know #i’ve always love this look #hoodie over his beanie #hot i tell ya

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#‘taker! #is that his….bedroom look? #just kid #but….