Heyo! Could You Do Headcannons For How Undertaker Would React To Othello Having A Crush On His S/o? You

Heyo! Could you do headcannons for how undertaker would react to Othello having a crush on his s/o? You could even do a story too if you would like! I’m here for the undertaker being jealous!

Thank you 💚

“Wow! She’s a keeper.” The dark-haired man marveled and gestured to the young woman as he spoke.

Undertaker shrugged. He ignored the nagging pang of irritation that washed over him. Certainly Othello didn’t think he’d have a chance with her, did he? It wasn’t as if Y/n had shown interest in the geeky man anyway.

Holding his composure, he breathed, “A keeper, she is. A woman of many interests, she is not.”

Othello shook himself from his starry gaze, his brows furrowed together. He cocked his head to Undertaker, “So she’s boring?”

Undertaker sighed at Othello’s confusion and incapacity to read between the lines. Perhaps he could stop Othello cold in his tracks with a little harsh reality, a little embarrassment to set him straight.

“Why don’t you go talk to her? See if you’re worth her while,” Undertaker snorted, tapping his half sipped wine glass in amusement. He was in dire need of a good laugh—the clients who stopped into his shop recently were dry and lacked imagination—so he took this as a grand opportunity.

Othello put his finger to his chin thoughtfully, “Well, that would be nice…”

“Oh, yes,” Undertaker squinted with a toothy grin. “My lady would enjoy a nice chit chat.”

A coy smile grew on Othello’s lips as Undertaker encouraged him forward, a light push on his back. He bit his tongue to keep from making a snide remark about the man’s difficulty to thrive in social settings. Though he was very well acquainted with Othello, the pair never were friends which made the situation far more hilarious for Undertaker—well that’s what he believed at first. He took a long swig of white wine and watched as Othello approached her.

“Hi Y/n.”

With a slight sway of her hips, Y/n spun on her heels at the sound of the familiar voice. She smiled warmly at the scientist and prompted him to continue with a nod.

“Couldn’t help but notice how radiant you look in that gown,” Othello flirted, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose carefully. “I-I just had to tell you.”

Y/n’s eyes widened at Othello’s bold words and she wondered where he’d gotten this new surge of confidence from. Fascinated, she thought back on all the times he had been too shy to speak to her, so the compliments he gave confirmed his crush.

“That’s the sweetest thing I’ve heard yet,” she gushed, amused at his cute attempt to hit on her. Her eyes drifted over his face, examining his expression. Othello seemed satisfied with himself, but still uncomfortable at the moment. He’d been nothing but kind to Y/n, so she decided he needed a little something to keep him on his toes.

“Come here,” she motioned with a grin and hugged him gleefully. In disbelief, Othello’s jaw dropped and she couldn’t help herself from giggling at his reaction.

If it wasn’t obvious already, the circumstances surrounding this situation could’ve been completely avoided. Despite causing a great deal, Undertaker’s skin boiled, watching the interaction between the two, especially since nothing went as planned. The guts his lady had to unashamedly wrap her arms around another man in front of everyone—in front of him, made his jaw tick. He was pissed to say the least. In a split second, he was behind them ready to separate the two.

“Off. Now,” he snapped, wrapping an open arm around Y/n once Othello backed away.

“Just because we’re well acquainted doesn’t mean you’re exempt from my wrath,” Undertaker frowned angrily, towering over him.

Suddenly, Undertaker pulled Y/n against his chest and steered her to a private area, along the back wall of the ballroom.

Undertaker exhaled, speaking through gritted teeth. “We’re going home.”

“Why?” Y/n frowned and pushed at his shoulder. “I’m enjoying the party.”

“Heh, I can see that.”

“Oh, come on!” She huffed rolling her eyes, “I thought I could do something for the kid—”

“Man,” Undertaker interjected.

Y/n groaned, “—something for the ‘man’ that would cheer him up. You seriously don’t believe I fancy Othello, do you? You are my only priority.”

“Don’t act naive, poppet. You know how I feel about these types of things…” Undertaker lowered his voice, “How disappointed I am when I have to remind you of which who you belong.”

The silver hair that always fell in front of his face, parted at one eye as he tilted his head back with a disapproving glare. He cut his eyes at Othello who was in his own world, still somewhat enjoying the party around him. Undertaker pointed discreetly at the man, though Y/n could only concentrate on the glimmering ring that adorned his bony finger.

Y/n stammered, “U-Undy, it’s really not that seri—”

Bending down slightly, he nudged at Y/n’s ear, “I happen to be possessive of what is mine.”

He kissed along her collarbone. “Don’t ever touch him like that again, little one… Next time I won’t be so understanding.”

— bugs

A/n: I haven’t read much of the manga but hopefully I did Othello justice lol.

Ways to get an otaku to blush~

one thing lucy never learns~

is to never bet against asmo!

once again...

lucy has lost a bet to asmo(┬┬﹏┬┬)

and now i have to be a maid at dia's castle for an entire day! the entire process is painstakingly hectic- during my break barb decided to give tips for<the maid life>

then everything went into chaos when i bumped into someone..

crashing into levi while walking along barb-

well, lets just say that once the otaku realised that i was in a maid outfit----

<<HE PASSED OUT>>

well ...

that's a story for another time.

sweet dreams~

-Lucy Vivian

i have soo many screenshots of this lil'furball!!

Sweet Blackie 😭💕

Hey if you don’t mind me asking and you still do requests for howls moving castle, may I ask for a oneshot or headcannons of calling howl a ‘pretty boy?’

pretty boy

Genre: fluff

A howl pendragon x reader

a/n: hey guys! I missed writing for howl. Thanks for the request babe, Hope you enjoy this! let's get started!

Look, we all know that howl is a dramatic bitch.

When he first heard you call him 'pretty boy' he almost passed out.

he was on his knees, sobbing in happiness.

Like you think he's pretty??

Markl gets very concerned while calcifer gagged at howl's childishness.

For the next few days, he'll only listen to you when you call him "pretty boy".

Call him by his actual name and he will straight up ignore you.

Howl who?

"howl, howl, howl," you poked at him with no avail. You sighed in defeat. Howl's been ignoring you the whole night.

You then remembered that you haven't tried one pet name yet. The sheer thought of it actually working is beginning to annoy you.

"Hey, pretty boy?"

You could've sworn could see how wide his smirk was from across the room. "yes, my love?"

I swear, he's so petty, and for what??

'pretty boy' is just his preferred nickname now.

Like yeah, you can call him anything else,

but it just feels like he'll melt into putty every time he hears 'pretty boy' slip past your lips.

And that’s all! I'm sorry if it's short! Hope you enjoyed this baby~ Requests are open so please don't be shy to leave anything in my inbox! Love you guys 💕💖❤️

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Early morning kisses with sebastian/undertaker

Sebastian Michaelis

“Wake up, (Y/n)”

Sebastian cruelly pulls open the curtains to let some sunlight in, making you squint your already shut eyes.

“Sebastian!” You whine, and he proceeds to pull away your blankets too. What a wonderful way to wake your lover. “Wake up, you have work to do.”

With a sigh, you angrily sit up, rubbing your eyes to clear your vision. Sebastian did not show the slightest bit of remorse for ruining your morning. “Good morning.” He wishes you with a smile, as if he had done nothing wrong. “Bad morning.” You grumble in annoyance.

Sebastian chuckles and offers you his hand, helping you to get out of bed. You accept his offer with a pout on your face.

“It appears that I have ruined your mood, dear.” he says, not letting go of your hands. “You certainly have.” you let him know. “I will have to fix it then.”

He pulls you closer by your arms, bending down to capture your lips with his. Your eyes flutter shut at the sensation of his warm lips moving slowly against yours, and you return his gesture, losing yourself in the kiss.

You part from him for some air, a smile forming on your lips.

“Good morning.” he greets you again.

“Good morning to you too.” you reply, smiling and pecking his lips.

Undertaker

You open your eyes slowly, trying to adjust your eyes to the bright sunlight in the room. As soon as you did so, you were greeted by the sight of the beautiful reaper beside you, looking at you with a smile on his face.

“Good morning, beautiful.” he greets you. A smile makes its way on your face as you let your hand reach his face and caress his cheek. “Good morning.” You say, your thumb tracing the scar on his face softly.

”Did you sleep well?” he asks, his hands finding yours and holding it. “Mhmm” you reply, lazily leaning towards him to kiss his nose. Your actions earn a small laugh from him. “Let’s stay in bed all day.” you suggested, wrapping your arms around his waist as you snuggled into him.

“Sounds good.” he replied, cupping your cheeks and leaning in to give you a soft peck on the lips. You smiled and snuggled closer into his chest. The two of you just stayed in bed, enjoying in each others’ embrace.

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