Fictional Character X Reader Oneshots

Undertaker x demon reader.

Ok. So this was requested by hollyleaf199  I am not gonna lie I got so excited by this request because the undertaker is one of my favourite characters. So I hope this is what you wanted.

A Shinigami. A goddamn Shinigami! Why do I have to fall for a stupid reaper. I'm a demon, people think us incapable. We do love. Every demon was a person once, someone who's done bad things, sinned. We can love, so we live off the souls of human, so we create contracts in order to get what we want? It's how we survive. He'd never accept me.
"Say Y/N. When was the last time you took a soul?" A familiar voice spoke to me. A fellow demon, one of the triplets.
"Couple of centuries. I went on quite a binge in the 1600s."
"Just an idea." He smirked walking off. I could go looking. I searched high and low for a perfect soul. One that would be to my taste. I found one. A young girl, from London. Used and abused, she desired death or revenge. I can offer her both.
I fashioned myself a human form for her to assist her in enacting her revenge. This will also benefit me. Not only will I get a soul but I also get to see a certain reaper. We were lead to his shop. Maniacal laughter erupted from inside. Someone was already here. If know that laugh anywhere. I walked in to see a young boy and another demon. Sebastian. "What are you doing here bird brain?" I snarled.
"I could say the same for you or do I have to send you back with your tail between your legs you little fox?" He retaliated. "My young master and I are here on strictly confidential business."
"And if I am here on equally as important business." The boy stepped forward holding up an envelope.
"We are here by order of the queen." He stated smugly.
"I. Do not answer to YOUR queen." I pushed him aside and walked over to the counter behind which stood the undertaker. As always his silver hair covered his striking green eyes and half of the scar running across his face. Ha huge grin plastered on his lips, as he rested his head in his hand, leaning on the counter. His large hat sat jaunty atop his head.  "I have one question for you... Two actually. One, any bodies bearing this Mark?" I pulled over the girl and revealed the brand on her neck.
"I've had a few in like that. Never seen a live one though." He grinned. "Your second question."
"You wouldn't happen to be free tomorrow so I can take a look at those bodies."
"You can look at them now if you-"
"-no. I must do it alone. Without him here." I gestured toward the other demon beside me.
"Okay. Tomorrow."
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I was outside the undertaker's shop here to view the deceased. "This way my young demonic friend." He spoke guiding me out the back.
"I'm over a thousand years old!"
"To me, you are but a young girl. What does a demon like you want with a young girl's soul anyway?"
"I haven't had a soul in a while and I like to annoy that William guy. Taking a soul that is supposed to be reaped by a Shinigami is a lot of fun. Especially when that Shinigami is William T Spears." I laughed.
"You think it fun to anger Shinigami?" He pulled out a large scythe. "Remember. We can end you demons."
"Careful with that. Someone could get hurt." I smiled, pushing lightly against the scythe with my index finger. "You wouldn't happen to have their soul reels would you? It'd be great if I could see them." He rubbed a hand on the top of my head, much like you would a dog. I leaned into it but soon realised and jerked away. "Just because your Shinigami eyes can see my true form doesn't mean that you can pet me. Besides, I'm a fox like demon. Not a dog!" He repeated the action this time behind my ear.
"Dog. Fox. Human. Same thing to me. You cannot hide your animalistic demon side." I pulled away again.
"The soul reels. If you please." He looked past me. "Hello. I requested something of you."
"How many tails?"
"Nine. Now I need those soul reels. Stop trying to distract me."
"Aren't you a rare little demon then. You're rather interesting. You may not have a soul, but I sense something rather human inside you." He stepped closer to me
"I never wanted to be like this. I was a person who did bad things. When William reaped my soul he deemed me unworthy and I was cast to hell to become a demon. Hence my resentment towards him. I guess I just like helping humans too. Makes me feel like I'm not the demon I was created as." I turned away. "Not like a reaper like you would care. We are all unfeeling demons to you."
"I wouldn't say that. You interest me. I rather like you." He spoke patting me again.
"I've admired you for a while. But if I hear you say sit or make any other kind of dog reference ever again I will not hesitate to tear you limb from limb." I paused as he smiled mischievously.
"Now wouldn't that be fun."

I hope this is okay. I loved the idea and got really excited about it but I dunno about the result. I hope you like it.

-Jadieelynchx