Mark Calaway X Black Reader - Blog Posts

Imagine dating the undertaker as a shy black girl

Ok so ngl the first time you and the undertaker meet you were afraid to say the very least

You saw him and was just kinda like yeah… nah im good and speed walked the other way

Somehow or another you ended up bumping into one another- needless to say it wasnt a good day for you

Mark had been having a bad day so when you walked up not paying attention to where you were going and accidentally spilling some of your drink on him he wasn't happy- so much in fact he proceeded to yell…

Well- it wasnt a complete yell.. But thats not what it felt like

“What the hell are you doing?! You ever watch where the hell you're going!?” he exclaimed 

And almost immediately Mark felt bad when the tears weld up in your eyes as you profusely apologized to him saying how sorry you were and looked around soon enough to just drop your head.

He didnt really know why he felt bad at the time. He just did so he took a deep breath and walked away from you.

Ever since then you made sure to stay away from him and never to be caught like that again

Fate however had other plans and soon enough you were yet again looking at Mark-or well his shoes

“Im sorry” He grumbled taking you by surprise 

“Huh?” You asked looking up confused

“I was havin a tough day when ya spilled your drink on me. Shouldve never taken it out on you though ” He said looking into you eyes

“Wanna make it up to you” He said and you looked back down

“I can take ya out to get somethin to eat sometime” He said and you looked up at him and stared for a second not understanding why exactly he’d want to take you out

“Yeah-Sure” You said

“Give me your phone” He said and you did as you were told

“Good girl” he said as he put in his number and then walked off… Good girl?

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All of this happened on a Monday and now it was Thrusday and you were with your friends out for brunch.

“Yeah but ion know… I think he might of played me a little bit” I said and almost immediately get a ding from my phone

xxx-xxx-xxxx: You free today or tomorrow?

Huh? You question to yourself

Y/N: Whos this

Xxx-xxx-xxxx: Taker

Y/N: Ohhhhh sorry! I'm free tomorrow.

Taker: What time

Y/N: All day

Taker: Ill pick you up at 3. Dress nice.

I looked back up at the girls and they were all staring confused at me

“I guess I didn't get played” I smiled and laughed slightly looking back down at my phone

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It was 1:30 when I decided to get my happy ass in the shower I didnt want to be late when Taker came.

At around 2:05 I was out the shower and was doing my makeup which took around 40 minutes

^The dress 

Taker: Im outside

When Taker got out the car to open your door he was dressed nice in a black button-down shirt, some black slacks and his hair was in a ponytail. It was simple but you liked it. He stared at you just for some time and you looked down.

“You look great” He said

“Thank you” you said as he opened your door

He was playing Lauryn Hill When it hurts so bad. I looked at the stereo and then at him and smiled. I LOVED this song.

“What” He questioned

“Nothing… I just love Lauryn Hill” I said looking down at the middle console for a second and then looking back at him

“Im shocked you know about her” I said

“Is it really that shocking? I have it on good authority that I'm older than you” He said

“I mean yeah but- ion know its just… nevermind” I said 

“Nah go ahead” He said not in a rude way just in an encouraging way like he actually cared for what I had to say

“A lot of white people don't really know about this kinda music or like it so-or at least where I grew up. And to know that you listen to it is crazy to me.” I said

“And where did you grow up?” He asked

“North Carolina” I said  “Whered you grow up I hear a bit of an accent” I questioned him

He chucked a little bit before saying Texas.

“What part?” I asked

“Huston darling” he said giving me a smirk

“Like Beyonce” I said looking at him with a smile

“Yes like Beyonce” he said

“... What's your real name id feel bad if I called you taker this whole time” I ask

“Mark” He said staring into my eyes. Im not quite sure why but it made me smile

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At the restaurant, Mark had pulled out my chair. As we sat down and talked for a few the waiter came by. 

“Good afternoon. I'm your waiter for tonight Tyler. Can I start you off with some drinks” He said as Mark looked at me

“Um, can I have water please?” I asked and looked down as Mark ordered.

I looked at Mark and we talked about our values and what we hold dear and somehow it got onto the topic of our childhood.

“I'll take it you were a daddy's girl” He asked and we both laughed

“I mean pretty much. He never said no to me-even now if I ask him something he never really says no” I smile

“What are you a mamas boy?” i asked him

“Hell yeah i am” i laughed

“My dad was a mamas boy so my mom used to call him bamb standing for big ass mamas boy” I smiled

Then we got onto the topic of kids

“Do you want kids?” I asked and he laughed

“I wasn't really planning on telling you this today was thinking of telling you on the second date but I do have kids” He said and my eyes slightly lit up

“OMG really” I asked and he looked at me and nodded

“How many?”

“2. 1 boy 1 girl” He said and I asked for their names

“Gunner and Gracie” He said

“I think I know the answer to this but I'll ask anyway do you want kids?” He asked

“Yeah” I smiled

“How many?”

“I don't know I grew up in a big house so I want a big family… Maybe 4 or 5 kids” I smiled

“Got any names?” He asked looking at me

“I do but first we need to pause cause anytime I bring up the names I wanna name my kids people give me hell. So don't laugh” I joked

“Scouts honor” he said

“I want twin girls and I really wanna name them Juneiper and Jackie. Then I want 2 sons and I wanna name one of them Coltrane and then I wanna name the other one Sage or Imani.” I said

“I like those names as for the Sage or Imani, I like Imani” He said and I laughed at him

“What you plan on being there or sum??” I asked jokingly

“Actually as a matter a fact a do darlin” He said

“Oh really now!? Is you gon marry me?” I asked with a smile

“I just might have to” He said

“How many kids would you have then?” I asked him

“6” He said

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*10 Years later*

“Mark” I poked at him

“What?” He grumbled

“I have a question” I said

“Shoot” He groaned

“When we first started dating and I gave you my number why'd it take so long for you to text me back?” I asked tracing his tattoos with my finger.

“Well, I thought you hated me but one day I was with the boys and they were talking about how after I asked you out you were talking to Booker and how you said you found me attractive but were scared of me. That didn't really get me going until I thought why not prove im not a dick ya know.”

“Where you scared” i teased him

“A little i knew you where a girl with pretty high standers from looking at you so i really didn't wanna fuck up” he said

“Nah you did perfect I think” I smiled and kissed him

How you meet Mark Calaway/The undertaker (Black!Reader)

Ok so ngl you arent the biggest wrestling fan but your friends and you wanted to go out and do something before your senior year of college started

You had put on a long green dress like this

And had a black bag with you

When you heard music start to play you looked up it it was a man with long ginger hair on a motorcycle with sunglasses and a bandana. He road around the ring and then parked his bike and the went inside the ring

Then almost immediately after I heard the rocks theme song play

I wasnt really paying that much attention to the match till my friends started to scream and yell when the rock got out of the ring coming up to us for a second the walking away only to get grabbed by the man with ginger hair who put the rocks head into the barricade and started punching him.

When the ref grabbed him he yelled something like “get off” and I almost lost it finding the man madly attractive. When he grabbed the rock again he looked at me and I nearly fell out right then and there. Pale green eyes piercing into my soul. He looked back at the rock and then bodied him onto something.

He grabbed the rock agian and put him on the conner of the ring and was going to punch hime when the rock moved making him punch his hand into the metal and he yelled out holding his hand. Which lead the rock to have the uper hand and keep punching him until he landing onto the announcers table.

“Whos he?” I asked my friend

“.. Which one” She said

“ …The white boy” 

“OHHH You talkin bout The Undertaker.” She said

“The Undertaker?” I said more to myself then her

“Yep” She mumbled 

“Hes cute but you know I personally dont do pink meat” She said with a giggle

The Rock threw The Undertaker back into the ring

The Undertaker did something to make The Rock down for the count and got ontop of him but when he looked over the ref was out as well. I saw him huff and look back down at The Rock and then pick him up. I look down for one second and the The Undertaker is on the ground as The Rock does the peoples elbow to him and pin him. The Rock stands up goes to the ref and kicks him a little picking up the undertaker and then The Undertaker chokes him and puts The Rocks arm behind his head lifts him up and the slams him down. As the undertaker went for the pin he looked at the ref and yelled out for him to count but the rock kicked out at 2. The Undertaker did 1 more move and the rock was down. 

Then there was a fire and a man coming down the ramp

“Whos that??” I asked

“Kane. The Undertakers brother” She said staring at kane as if she saw a ghost

“Oh” I said

The man who was once at the announcers table came into the ring and started to beat on Undertaker but then Kane also started to beat on Undertaker as well.

“Whys Kane fighting him??? Arent they brothers?” I said confused

“They are but ian even gonna lie they have beef then they dont so its really a love hate thing” She says

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When the show is over I look over and my friend saying how I should wait in line for them to see the Undertaker. 

“Yeah dont worry I got yall” I said

As I got closer the the front of the line I started to wonder about where my friends went but when I actually got to him I didnt really know what to do.

“Hey. How are ya” He said in a thick southern accent 

“Im good how are you” I smiled akwardly 

I looked trying to find something for him to sign but then looked up at him and did a mental sigh not being able to find anything so I closed my bag and said

“Do you mind signing my bag please?” I asked quitely and bit my lip

“Accualy I do” He said and I slightly tipped my head confused. Eyebrows furrowed. 

“How about I get you some paper and I can sign that instead.” He said more as a statement then a question looking at me smirking

“Uh, Yeah th-thats fine to” I smiled

“Come here stand beside me” He said motioning me to come over and Idid as he told

“Can yall get this lovely young lady a chair and get me some paper” He asked someone beside him.

“Whats your name darlin’” He asked me

“Y/N” I said

“Mark” He said and my eye widden

“Really” I asked

“Yeah. what you dont like it?” he joked with a small smirk

“No it just I never wouldve guessed. But it fits you in the nicest way possible” I said with a smile.

We talked and talked. He seemed to make it easy to talk to him. As we were appoacing the last people in line I asked him 

“Where Are you from Mark?” I look at him

“Texas” he said

“Oh. that makes so much sense” I said

“Y/N! Girl we was looking all over for you girl” You hear your friends say

“Sorry” I said looking at Mark with a small smile

“Got a little distracted” I said looking at them

“A little, girl please” One of them said

He signed whatever for all of them and then looked at me as the rest of my friends gathered in a corner somewhere where they couldnt hear us to well

“I’d love to finish this little conversion of ours Y/N. You gotta phone?” He asked

“Yeah”

“Lemme see” He said. I gave him my phone and he put in his number and the stood up

I guess I never knew it cause we were sitting here the whole time but he was extremely tall well over 6 foot. Almost 7 foot tall.

“Thank you Mark Ill see you later” I smiled and was about to walk away from him with a wave

“Hold on now. What type of man would I be if I let you just walk to your car alone now?” he asked with a grin and I laughed while he made his way over to my friends with me.