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wondervalerius · 2 years ago

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Hiya! Can I have caregiver undertaker and little reader hcs who loves to go outside and play, collect cool rocks, look at bugs and stuff like that? 🌱🐞

Caregiver Undertaker x Collector Little Reader

Hi anon! This was such a cute ask, and I feel like Undertaker would love to have a little like this. Enjoy!

Tw:Use of the term „daddy,“ talks about death, minor injuries

• Undertaker deals with bodies and corpses all the time, and it’s no surprise that he can stomach all kinds of insects. Sometimes this is literally, never one to pass up a deal at an exotic foods market... this means when you first come to him with a large moth in your little hands, he is beyond excited!

• A sort of pride swells in him, proud of his little for not only finding such a particularly beautiful moth, but for being brave enough to handle it. He wonders if his job has had any impact on you in being able to enjoy such creatures, but he keeps his thoughts to himself, instead opting for a wide smile and a light hearted chuckle. “Oh little one, what have you found?” “A bubberfly!” This takes him back momentarily before a genuine twinkle comes to his eyes. Your mistakes never fail to make his heart swell. “Oh sweetheart, well- perhaps we can do some experiments to see if it truly is a butterfly or not...” He keeps in mind to not correct your mispronunciations, even if they are wrong. Undertaker hates making you feel embarrassed with these things, and quite frankly, he finds it much too cute to want to get rid of it.

• Undertaker tries to find tools that can help you collect more bugs and things from nature, careful to avoid anything that would cut or hurt you. He opts for vials and bottles with larger lids he know your little hands could easily pry open, instead of the smaller, complicated ones with lots of confusing measurements. He knows he’ll end up just telling you any measurements and facts you need to know, so what’s the point in having his baby struggle with it? Undertaker still tries to teach you fun facts and tricks about any critters or rocks you may find on your adventures.

• Once he finds out your interest in exploring and going out into nature, he’ll try and take you on walks more often. Sometimes this means holding your hand as you waddle across a fallen log in the forest, or carrying you around a graveyard as you compare the wildlife there to the ones in a book Undertaker gave you. (And though he will never admit it, all of “the queen’s coins” do come in handy when buying you gifts. He doesn’t have much to spend due to the little money he makes in his business, morticians are not the richest people, but he puts all of it towards you. And groceries...). The books you are given on various insects and species are always “little-fied,” meaning they are either children’s books, or the Undertaker will skim through the books himself and write simplified sentences in the margins.

• He always makes sure to go with you on any excursions, whether you know it or not. Hiding behind trees, glancing at you between headstones, and even peaking from bushes. Undertaker also puts great care into getting you prepared, wearing your best and safest pair of boots, gearing you up with tools and first aid, (again unnecessary as he is constantly watching over you), but nothing too heavy where it hinders your ability to walk. Though the Undertaker is revered as spontaneous and goofy, which he can be, he never risks your safety in hope of a good laugh. This man takes his job as your daddy, (or your care-taker), very seriously!

• Undertaker loves to play hide and seek, tag, and eye spy with your regressed self, loving the exhilaration of running around with you. He laughs all the way, and he loves to hear you squeal and giggle as he chases you, especially when he wraps big arms around you and catches you. He may roll down a hill with you, grass clinging to his clothes, and even though you roll down the same hill an have the same grass and dirt on you, he always tries to wipe it off of you, kneeling down so he is level with you, rubbing out the grass stains with a soapy cloth. He encourages you to take breaks and watch your breathing, his reaper stamina outweighing yours tenfold, he will hand you cups of water and rub your back gently if you get too winded, enjoying every second of caring for you.

• He offers to embalm and preserve the creatures you collect, but most of the time you say no. He is surprised by this, but once you explain, "I don't wanna hurt nuffin," that pride swells in his chest again. Even if he hasn't told you about any side experiments he has with the bizarre dolls, (and why he does what he does), knowing that you have the same respect for life brings him more joy than you could ever know.

• Undertaker loves when you come back to him, holding a snail, branch, or some other thing that interests his baby, but he gets scared when you decide to pick less innocent things. Snakes that you think are worms, spiders with particularly venomous bites, sharp rocks... there is so much your regressed mind simply can not grasp. This is just another reason in the long list of why he insists on watching you, eager to keep you safe. He will often pick up things himself on your adventures, things he knows are safe enough for you to touch, and interesting enough to interest his little one. "You like it dearie? Want to hold it? Just like this- there you go, nice and gentle. You know how proud daddy is? Haha, yes, quite the cute ladybug. Like you honey.."

• When regressed, you may seem a lot smaller and disorientated than is usual for you, and unfortunately this means you are more prone to being hurt. Falling, tripping, scraping your knee, you are prone to all kinds of accidents. This also means when you trip over a rock, or stumble on a tree stump, Undertaker is right there to pick you up. And though morticians may be used to patching up the dead more than the living, Undertaker is apt at both. He picks up your little form, cooing softly and caressing you hair, little kisses peppered on your forehead and cheeks. "Shh, it's okay my dearie, yes yes-I know..."

• Lightly seating you on a bench or log nearby he'll put your legs over his lap, still cooing. "Alright honey, Undie has just the thing... I know, but it will only sting for but a moment," he encourages you gently. You cringe and begin crying harder as he pulls out a small bottle of hydrogen peroxide, as he gently swipes away your tears, his large calloused hands brushing your skin. His long nails trace your arms, giving you goosebumps, as they try to relax you. "That's a good baby, just like that..." and before you know it, the peroxide is fizzing on your cuts, cleaning your wounds. The bubbling stops, and he grabs a small vial full of a soothing lotion, dabbing the mixture gently on top with a piece of cotton. A large cotton ace wrap is produced from his overcoat, as he lifts your leg, wrapping the bandage around your knee. He admires his work before bring your knee to his laps, kissing your injury tenderly. "There poppet, did daddy make it better?"

Sorry if this didn't really include a lot of Undertaker's more silly, light side anon! To be honest, as much as he would have fun and enjoy going on adventures with you, I think in the recent chapters we have seen more of the true emotions and serious sides to Undertaker. I think the last thing he wants is to have another person he loves, Phantomhive or not, succumb to any more harm. I hope you enjoyed! I love Undertaker, so feel free to keep sending asks about him! (Especially the age regression ones!) Also, as a thank you for waiting so long, here is a bonus moodboard!

Bonus • Caregiver Undertaker x Exploring little! Reader •

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