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Unique Kisses: Honest Fellow

Heartslabyul || Savanaclaw || Octavinelle || Scarabia || Pomefiore || Ignihyde || Diasomnia || Rollo, Che'nya, Neige || Honest Fellow

a/n: fluff, implied female reader (”princess” pet name). I have no idea how to deal with the brainriot that came with the appearance of this shady man, like what.

Honest Fellow (teasing kisses)

“My little star,” Fellow’s lips trail your knuckles, and you can feel a smile against your skin as he senses your pulse quicken. He has the audacity to look so gentlemanly, oh so very blithely, as if this idea has just struck his head under this evening’s romantic atmosphere. “May I have this kiss?”

You’d like to reply, really, but in the next second there are lips on your jawline and a glowed hand that raises your chin; the words you had on your tongue die as you gasp slightly, your eyes fluttering open by the sudden sensation.

Well, you’re charmed. Infatuated with love or ensorceled by a thick layer of Fellow’s unique magic, you don’t reject those dramatic touches, scenic enough to feel like being pulled into a play where a gentlemanly prince kisses a princess.

And while Fellow might have the reputation of being a gentleman, he’s too impish, too rouge to be one. He can only play the role, the facade might even drop, but dumb princesses—you dare to compare yourself to one as Fellow uses that pet name, among countless others—are known for falling even for twisted men.

“Why so quiet?” He asks, and you quiver with frustration, as he seals your lips again. That damn bastard; he thinks the navy suit he wears makes him look sleek and the way he tucks his holey gloves off is luscious enough to make your cheeks blush. He isn’t that wrong, yet…

…It is infuriating to dance to Fellow’s tune in a choreography he is a lead to. Even if you love him.

“Stop… teasing me like this,” you manage to lift your head enough so that you break the kiss. Fellow snorts at your poor attempt to catch a breath and at the weak try to keep him at your elbow’s distance, as he holds you close to his chest. The sweet scent of the cologne he wears makes you even more dizzy.

He moves his hands to your hair and tucks the stray locks behind your ear. If he could grab the camera, he would capture the adorable expression you wear—but he doesn’t want to waste his time searching for that fickle thing, no, no. He isn’t able to concentrate on anything else, and he needs to satisfy the whim of alluring you (once again) before he’ll be physically able to move away.

“My, you don’t sound very convincing,” he smiles and strokes your cheek so gently. “But I will believe you. Loveliest, just say a word, and I’ll just kiss you goodnight for the last time.”

Like you could’ve expected, you aren’t granted a chance to say anything else. He kisses you more and more, and at this point, the most fastidious princess would be already satisfied.

…Fellow might be scared. He might not want to hear your answer, even if the look in your eyes and the way your heart beats should be enough to suffice any of his questions.

If you could utter a word, you would confess your love once for the thousandth time.

“That’s right. The silence says it all,” he whispers as his thumb traces your lips. “You are so gorgeous, and you are mine.”

Like a doll. But you’re no doll, you’re more beautiful than any masterpiece magic could ever create. You’re free, and you choose to stay with him. There are no strings attached to your hands that keep him at his side. There is just one, tightly knotted on your heart and it’s a cherished bond you put on yourself.

He doesn’t have a puppet in you. He has a lover who will shower him with selfless love, yet he still can’t believe anyone would have given it to him for free.

So, he must’ve stolen it.

He smiles. “By obligation of being a thief, I will steal your heart all over again, and keep it safe with me.” I love you. "That’s the duty I owe to myself as you are my treasure.”

How about braiding Fellow’s hair; very soft. (Just SOFT).

(I suck at requesting so I try to keep it short and sweet)

SUMMARY: you braid honest's hair.

WARNINGS: none!! :D

COMMENTS: i couldnt decide if i wanted this to be pining or an established relationship so i fucked around and found out

TAGLIST: @axvwriter @viilpstick @yanderepuck

“The moon looks lovely tonight.” Honest hums, leaning into your touch as you run your hands through his hair.

“Don’t try and charm me.” you mumble, gently yanking on his hair, just enough to make him grunt in displeasure.

“Right, right. All I have to do is sit still and be quiet for you. I heard you the first time, doll.” he teases, stopping his squirming.

You furrow your brow and focus as you braid his hair, weaving the orange strands together. You aren’t sure what prompted him to want his hair pulled up and away from his face, but knowing him he wouldn’t tell you even if you asked.

A soft sigh from him snaps you out of your thoughts. He’s leaning back again—leaning into your touch—and your heart pitter-patters in your chest. Why are you still not used to this? Honest is incredibly touchy with you. Always has been, always will be. It’s strange that you’re still not used to it, even though his affection towards you was the one thing about him you knew for sure.

“Dollface?” he asks, voice softer than the nighttime breeze.

You got distracted. Your hands are still buried in his hair, unmoving. It’s like you can’t let yourself finish this simple job, like you can’t just let him go once this is over.

You don’t want this moment to be over.

“Next time you need your hair done, you should come to me.” you murmur, forcing your hands to start up again even though you hate it.

Honest laughs, the sound like the jingling of bells and blinking rainbow lights and the wind rushing in your hair on an amusement park ride.

“Oh, sweetheart.” he chuckles, shoulders relaxing as if his expression, hidden from view, turned affectionate, “As if I would go to someone else.”

note, to those who do not know, the phrase the moon looks lovely tonight is another way to say i love you <3

It’s midnight and I haven’t shared a thought in a while so have this

Part 1, Part 2

So not me coming back from the dead just to talk about the new characters, Gidel and Fellow Honest.

Like most people, I fell in love with these two when they were finally revealed but something about their appearances reminded me of a certain duo…

And I couldn’t think of it until now: ROMAN TORCHWICK AND NEOPOLITAN‼️

This might just be my delusional ass talking but let me explain.

- Both consists of a sexy and dapper redhead with long luxurious lashes, and fights/welds a cane.

- Both also have a short sidekick that’s mute.

- Are con artists (probably some tragic backstory behind it).

- Both duo have a familial relationship with each other.

- Allude to similar fairytales, Pinocchio in this case.

- Have beef with teenagers.

I could list more but since this event literally just came out, imma have to slow my ass down 💀 Thanks for coming to my Ted Talk tho

Btw if TWST decides to do English dub, PLEASE have Fellow share the same VA as Torchwick, IM BEGGING YOU 🙏