[REQUESTS ARE OPEN] Yandere (ヤンデレ) is defined as strongly infatuated or lovestruck. For them though, it is defined as obsessed, possessive, and breathtakingly in love with you. Will you escape your Yandere? Or will he make sure you are forever, "All mine"

Its a saturday in london, just a normal saturday. (Y/N) was walking down the street listenng to music and holding a book on the prosses after death. dont know why, always just been nto that kind of stuff, especially after i turned nto a reaper. i figure, if its just apart of life mabey i should know about it. As i walk down the street i see a cool looking funera parlor called the under taker.

A Wattpad exclusive backstory behind The Boy, in theaters January 22nd.

Merry Christmas everyone! I want this to just be short and cute! I am planning to make another Undertaker X Grelle fanfic and I sorta want it to be a really long one! ~SO HOPE YOU ENJOY!! ~Love Grelle

BEFORE ANYONR COMES FOR ME WITH HOW CRINGE THIS IS!!! I WROTE IT WHEN I WAS 12!!! THATS ALL!! You have always been that spoiled little girl, you're parents bought you everything and you always got what you wanted. Well you are Ciel Phantomhives little cousin, one year younger. Until one day comes where you ask for your parents permission for your love to marry you, they say no on the account of you being engaged to someone else already. The mans name is Alois Trancy, the no-good jerk who lives right outside of London.

It's your first day of work and you find out you are working with your crush.

** NO GRAPHIC DETAILS** * WARNING: talk of sexual assault, only mentions* The undertaker finds you in an alley when you are 14 yrs old, starving, cold and thirsty. He takes you in and teaches you to be his assistant. Over the years you grow fond of his unusualness and unpredictable crazyness. One day a girl comes in and takes the undertaker to the side and declares her love for him. You feel this burning sensation that makes you hate this girl. What's wrong with you? Why do you feel this way? A/N: heeyy guys!!! decided to make a undertaker x reader story cuz I am in love with the undertaker so I thought 'why not! lets write a story about the weird wacky mortician we all know and love' BTW this is NOT part of the manga or anime this purely my own imagination...I know scary right? Also, I did not edit this so there are spelling and possibly confusion. This was my first book.┐(￣ヮ￣)┌

You aren't the most normal of girls, especially not the ones in Victorian England. He isn't the most normal of guys...for anytime period. After leaving on a lie to live out your dreams and a reference to a rather bizarre man, you discover there's more to the guy in the black robe than meets the eye. Working with another person was never this complicated yet simple. Ties to the past never last, so will you make new memories? Undertaker x Reader

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"Where am I? Who's bed am I in?" I wondered. I was in a dark room. I swung my feet over and stepped onto the creaky old floor. There was so little light shining through the door. The edges had light coming from them. I gripped onto the door knob and as quietly as possible opened the door. I peeked out but no one seemed to be there. It was just another dark empty room but I could see the exit. Trying to prepare myself to run towards the door, I took in a deep breathe looking around to make sure no one was around. I took a deep breathe and ran for the door. I grabbed the knob and opened the door in a quick pace but when I opened it a tall dark man stood before me. My heart had skipped a beat and the shock of seeing him made me go off balance and fall to the floor. I scooted back. When I did my back had hit something. I turned my head to see what it was and once I squinted my eyes, I jumped and backed away from the coffin that was behind me. I looked over at the door way. I couldn't examine his face with the lighting from outside causing his shadow to cast over me. I heard a little snicker coming from the man. He entered and shut the door behind him. I couldn't really see him but I just remaind silent. I didn't know what to do or say. I wanted to make a run for the door but my body locked up. "Whats happening? Is this a dream?" I wondered. "Its too vivid to be a dream." I thought. While lost in thought the man before me had lit a match. I could then see his face. I was shocked.