#giacomo x reader

[stampiearts]

We all know this is so true and I am begging for someone to write this into a fic

[xomb1ez]

Giacomo x Reader!

FLUFF + GN READER :)

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Now that he has finally secured team star, met the big boss— or uh, Penny, (He still needs to get used to that!) And has now returned back to school with his friends— he was sure everything would go smoothly!

He was wrong.

The dark type user never really thought about… romance. It never really crossed his mind, thinking no one could like him since he was bullied. He was always quirky, plus his eyebags were a little weird. But now that things are different, it changed that thought.

He was simply composing a new beat, and named it after his crush. Sadly the world was against him as he was approached from behind by two people.

A red and blue haired girl stared at him, furrowing her brows as she stood next to a certain (H/C).

“Uhm… Momo, are you okay?” Questioned Penny.

Quickly, Giacomo snapped out of his trance as he fumbled with his computer, slamming it shut as his cheeks burned. (E/C) eyes met his and he quickly snapped them away.

“Y-Yeah…! Just, y’know… tunin’ into my new music.” He played it off cooly. (His voice uped a pitch)

You blinked at the way he kept avoiding your gaze, and shrugged, a grin breaking out onto your face. “Asombroso! Could I listen to it? I love your music Giacomo.”

“NO!” He yelled, making you frown, a rejected look on your face. He regretted that— “ I mean… uhhhh… Its not ready yet…”

Penny deadpanned, looking between her team star friend, and the champion student aka (Y/N), aka you.

He couldn’t be more obvious. And you couldn’t be more oblivious. Penny facepalmed before turning around. “I’m gonna go. Hasta la vistar.” She lazily did the signature team star pose before leaving.

You waved at her and told her you’d text her, while Giacomo completely screamed inside for Penny to not leave.

Now it was just you and him. Alone. In the classroom. AFTER SCHOOL HOURS… Maybe being expelled was better—

“—como? Giacomo?” When you waved a hand in fromt his his face, he realized he was staring at you. With his jaw dropped open. He snapped his mouth shut.

Goddamnit.

“Oh uh yeah!” He grinned, scratching the back of his neck before quickly swerving back around to face his desk properly. Shoulders tense and face flustered.

He tipped his hat more down, trying to cover his eyes.

Giacomo heard the sound of the seat next to him moving and he looked to the side, seeing you sit down next to him. Curse these damn double desks!

“Soooo?” You dragged on

“Huh?” Blinked Giacomo.

“Why have you been avoiding me lately?” You frowned, leaning towards him making his cheeks burn as he tried to look anywhere else besides at you.

“I said I was working on a new beat!” He chuckled nervously.

You stared at him for a good moment before shaking your head. “Ahh… Is this for going hard on you when I swung by your camp to battle?”

Thank god you were an airhead. A cute airhead.

Giacomo quickly shook his head, “No! Of course not. I love you— BATTLING YOU! It’s fun— fun, and awesome, prometo!” He stuttered.

You lifted your head and played with your school tie, “Really?”

“Yes. I wouldn’t lie to you (Y/N).” He smiled, recovering from his screw up.

You threw your arms in the air before glomping the dark pokemon user into a hug, leaning into him, “YAAAY! I love battling you too!”

Giacomo felt his heart skip a beat. ‘AGHHHHPWKDLS’

“I was worried you were mad at me…” You continued.

Meanwhile Giacomo’s face blew up into a tomato as he struggled to reply, hands hovering in the air as they flailed around unsure what to do with them. Your cheek pressed against his chest, arms around him in a hug.

All of a sudden you gasped. “Hu—Huh?” He stammered.

“I know!” You pulled back a little to look up at Giacomo, still having him wrapped in your death like grip of a hug. His dark eyes stared into your (E/C) ones that were filled with excitement.

“Lets go get some ice cream, Giacomo. My treat!” You grinned before pulling away from the hug, causing Giacomo to finally breathe and cover his face with his hand, still blushing from the hug.

“Are you sure…? I, uh, I’m not the most popular you know? And you’re the champion and you—“

You cut him off, “Oh shush you. I don’t care about all of that reputation crap. I care about you more!” You huffed.

Giacomo shot his head up, eyes blown wide from his usual relaxed look. “Me?”

“Yeah duhh.” You grinned, before grabbing his hand, interlacing your fingers with his hand. “HUH— WAIT! WOAH?”

You laughed a little before pulling him up from his desk and seat. “Vamos, before they close!” You cheered, quickly moving to the classroom door, Giacomo now fully combusting at his hand in yours.

God you were so oblivious… but that just made you all the more cuter to him.

[pokemenlovingmen]

Could I request some headcannons of the ScarVi boys with an agender s/o who struggles a lot with dissociation and stuff? Like maybe how they’d comfort them. Preferably it/its and nym/nyms pronouns please. I personally don’t like being seen as super human due to how often I dissociate if that gives any ideas for writing.

Hello~ so sorry for how long this took. Life has been. A lot. I don't know how much use of pronouns I'll have since I generally write in the second person but I'll do my best! I also have issues with dissociation, but not a lot, so I hope I represent things as best as I can for you. I know everyone's dissocciation manifests differently as well as what helps, some folks need to be put into a lot of activity while others need isolation for a bit, at least from my experience, so I just want to represent all I can. :)

Also if I left anyone out you were looking for please let me know! There's a lotta guys so I left out a few, you said "boys" so I went with the academy guys.

ScarVio Boys x Agender S/O Who Dissocciates!

Arven

🥪 - Arven is definitely a little confused when you first dissocciate around him. First he's worried it's something he did. Then he's worried you're sick or something. So he doesn't handle it super well the first time it happens. But once he realizes what's going on he falls into a rhythm.

🥪 - He's always incredibly communicative but tries to keep himself from grilling you with questions. He handles things with a fair bit of caution as he gradually gets a feel of what dissocciating looks like for you and what you need.

🥪 - Arven always has your back when it comes to your needs. He makes sure you're well-fed and hydrated. If you can't bring yourself to cook for yourself, of course he's going to be doing it for you. (And speaking from personal experience god wouldn't that be the best)

🥪 - Mabosstiff is always hanging out with you too. Sometimes Arven will help guide your hands through the Pokemon's long, coarse fur as a grounding device. Or if you need a lot of sensory input to help, he can also totally just let Mabosstiff jump on you and lick you half to death.

🥪 - He gets restless when there's not something he can do for you at all times and he needs to take time to learn sometimes the best thing he can do to help is just sit with you in silence. Though, occasionally, he'll ask if you'd feel better if he talks. He'd talk for hours if it meant helping bring you down to Earth.

Giacomo

🔈 - Music is one of the best grounding tools and you can bet your ass Giacomo is using every last bit of his musical knowledge and gear to help you.

🔈 - He gets you your own pair of custom headphones, whatever kind you want, one of those types that have noise cancelling you can switch on and off if you're dissocciating for reasons of being overwhelmed.

🔈 - He puts together all the very playlists of all your favorite songs, organized by vibe ofc.

🔈 - And if you need it he'd be happy to share an earbud with you if you need the one-on-one connection of listening to music together.

🔈 - If you're in a public space he's also very swift and on the spot with getting you somewhere calm to decompress.

🔈 - He doesn't really have many words for you, but he'll squeeze your hand and remind you with gentle touches that you're here, and so is he.

Atticus

🧵 - If talking helps guide you through dissocciation, he's probably the one for you. You ask, and he'll just sit next to you and wax poetry for hours. It can help if you're someone who just needs words or conversation, it doesn't matter what the content is.

🧵 - If what you need is a quiet place to come back down to earth he'll whisk you to the very best right away. He has some good spots he finds ideal for meditation that he finds would be ideal.

🧵 - Atticus has lots of little one-on-one activities he offers to do with you. He'll paint your nails, let you try things on or model for him, even just hold up a sleeve of one of his current projects for him to stitch.

🧵 - Or if you need him to just sit next to you in silence, he can do that too. Or if you need him completely gone he'll leave you alone for as long as you need. I think Atticus understands better than most what you might need and to be patient with you, and he never takes your distance personally if it needs to happen.

🧵 - He can also put together some kind of garment like a sweater or hoodie that's sensory-friendly and he will take every last one in your preferences into account. Colors, weight, length, especially material, if you ever make a request expect it to be followed to a T.

🧵 - No matter what it is, if there's one thing you can be sure of it's that Atticus will be patient.

[lazypanartist]

Ride of Your Life

Giacomo x Reader

Notes: my younger sibling gave me this idea, actually! Wrote this in about 15 minutes, starting, like, as SOON as they told me the idea. Kinda OoC. Your character is meant to be your character in-game.

Word Count: 600

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"It'll be fun!"

Giacomo shook his head, taking a step back.

"I am NOT getting on that thing! Are you kidding?"

You rolled your eyes, gently scratching under your Raidon's chin. "No, I'm not. You were okay with the Starmobile, but draw the line at something that can jump?"

"Hmm…"

He shook his head, but stepped closer. "I actually value my safety, Y/n."

"That's bull."

He chuckled.

"Of course it's not! I was Student Council president for a while; put some rules in place that're still used today."

Raidon purred quietly, tilting their head at him.

"I've heard that some of 'em we're pretty stuffy."

He wrinkled his nose. "Yeah, so what? They put me in charge, then got ticked off when I tried to get a system set up. Wouldn't exactly call that a me problem."

"Whatever." You reached about again, trying to fight the urge to roll your eyes at his words. "Hop on."

He sighed, taking another step forward. "This is a terrible idea."

"So? If the Pokemon doesn't catch us, my phone will."

"Wha-"

You grabbed his hand, tugging him onto your Pokemon. Quickly hopping on in front of him, you chuckled.

"Grab on!"

"Whoa!"

He lurched forward as Raidon began moving, throwing his arms around your middle. You laughed, and could feel as he chuckled nervously against your back.

"Comfortable?"

He shifted, and you could feel his chin on your shoulder.

"'Bout as good as I'll get."

"Yeah? Then get your head offa there; don't want you to get hurt."

"Hurt- oh."

He pulled his head away, though you could feel him lean into your back some more. His fingers tightened slightly against your shirt, scrunching the fabric beneath his touch.

"Alright, Raidon!"

With no more instruction, the Pokemon leapt into the air. Giacomo tensed against your back, but you could feel him laughing as you landed.

Your ride jumped a few more times, seeming to hover in the air for a few seconds at the peak of massive leaps. Giacomo, at some point, had separated somewhat from your back, though he was still holding you by your shirt. Reaching up from the Pokemon, you squeezed one of his hands.

"Still a bad idea, mister-ex-student-council-prez?"

He chuckled, then began laughing harder again as Raidon spun around midair.

"Almost feels like Navi's Spin Out!"

Raidon landed finally, crouching down. You laughed with Giacomo, giggling dizzily as you slid off the Pokemon's back. He followed, collapsing onto his knees while laughing.

"I wasn't.. hah.. didn't expect 'ya to spin, buddy!"

Raidon churred, gently headbutting your chest.

"Hey now!"

Giacomo made his way up, gently holding Raidon's back for support.

"Wow."

"Yeah?"

He chuckled, leaning forward slightly. "Yeah."

"Never answered the question.."

He reached up, scratching beneath the Pokemon's chin the same way you had been.

"No.. not a bad idea. Thrill wise, at least. Safe, though..?"

You groaned quietly, shaking your head.

"Seriously?"

He laughed, offering you a small smile.

"Still not too bad.. probably 'cause you know what you're doing."

"Nah.." you began scratching under Raidon's chin as well, your fingers bumping into Giacomo's. "It's the partnership."

"Probably why I felt just as safe as I did while on the Starmobile."

You nodded, fingers brushing with his again. "Interpersonal connection."

"Of course."

His fingers twined gently with yours beneath the Pokemon's chin, thumb brushing against yours.

"...So."

"So?"

"..Can we do this again?"

You glanced up at him momentarily, before returning your attention to where your hands were connected.

"The ride, or just hanging out?"

"Both?"

Squeezing his hand gently, you smiled.

"Both sounds great."

[pokenimagines]

So I have to request this everyone loves Gusha which is great but Giacomo deserves some love how do you think he'd react if someone he had a crush went abroad and came back to seeing him become a team star leader

A/N: Aight, so I saw Guacamole and fell in love, Queenie can testify. So here we go boiz (Gender Neutral)! Also decided to make the Reader the MC of the series because it just felt right for this.

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SFW Giacomo: Our Time Apart

He had received the notice about someone wanting to raid them, destroy Team Star. He didn’t want to believe it when he heard the name. Surely it was someone else with the same name. You had gone abroad and he doubted he’d be seeing you anytime soon.

When the sirens blared he felt a spike in anxiety at the thought that it could be you, but he pushed it aside. There was simply no way.

Oh he was wrong.

Very wrong.

When he came out on his Segin Starmobile, his jaw dropped. He watched as you walked out to the field, the shock on your face was apparent.

“Gia?” You managed to shout out, not thinking that he, of all people, would be a member of Team Star. Sure you thought it was weird he didn’t go to school anymore, or that Nemona was now the Student Council president…but this was next level.

Giacomo murmured your name under his breath, before shouting, “W-what are you doing here?” 

“Shouldn’t I be the one asking that? Bro…the fuck?” You asked, looking at the giant pokemon he now rode. Giacomo sighed as he shook his head. He felt his heart beating so fast, he had to will his face not to go red under your gaze. It would appear he wasn’t over that crush on you, yet.

“I’m the leader of the Segin Squad.” Giacomo said as he crossed his arms. You felt a bit bad for what you had to do, but you did promise Cassiopeia that you would do this.

“Well then…guess we’re gonna have to battle, aren’t we?” You said, already grabbing one of your partner pokemon.

“I guess we will.” Giacomo said as he readied himself. If he recalled correctly, you were an exceptional trainer. This wouldn’t be easier, especially with how fast you cleared the base.

“I do have one question…” You said, stopping Giacomo, “A reward if I beat you.”

“What reward are you talking about?” Giacomo said and you smirked.

“Easy, if I beat you, I’m dragging you to the nearest town to grab a coffee. Now ready yourself, I won’t go down easy.” And with that, you left Giacomo overly flustered, debating just throwing the entire match.

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[vante1920pm]

I would love to see more hcs with giacomo! Maybe with him being flirty

──;; 𝐆𝐈𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐎 𝐁𝐄𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐘 ★☆

★ 𝗮𝘂𝘁𝗵𝗼𝗿𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗲: I'm sorry that it took me so long, I was flooded with requests that I just found this one !! 😅 I will probably do a second part too, I've many cute scenarios in my head :))

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☆ 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: giacomo/gn!reader

☆ 𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴: fluff, giacomo being a cheeky bastard, ooc

-ㅤㅤ He was completely swooned the first time he saw you

Penny introduced you to the friend group, since she thought, that you would fit in perfectly. And you did, actually. Everyone liked you, a specific one more than the others.

Giacomo gives you compliments whenever you enter a room, no matter what you wear or present yourself. He's your biggest supporter, fr.

You have doubts about your strength in battles? He will lose on purpose whenever you fight.

You're insecure about your body? He will leave you little notes saying, that you're the most beautiful person on this whole planet.

-ㅤㅤ Pays for all your "dates"

You both never made it official going out, that's just what he calls your meetings in his mind.

You go to cafés, watch movies, go ice skating. These are basically dates, just neither of you is ready to call it that. Your friends are pretty annoyed at this point, but they don't want to interfere, since Giacomo claims, that he has it all under control.

He doesn't

© 2023, vante1920pm

[triniteevee]

Hey, Neighbor

(giacomo x reader ficlet)

by law, shared walls suck

tagging @nyandemo for requesting thee dj vice (◕‿◕✿) i hope all u giacomo enjoyers enjoy

There it is again.

For the past two weeks, the person occupying the dorm next to you seemed to make it a point to make your ears bleed. It was the simplest explanation. Otherwise, they must have never heard good music before.

You desperately needed a good night’s sleep. Especially tonight. Your traitorous mind conjures up images of an angry Director Clavell chastising you for not being better prepared for your meeting tomorrow.

Like a ghostly power came over you, you bang your fist against the shared wall and yell out, “Turn it down!”

Immediately, you’re overcome with guilt and shame. A harried voice exclaims, “Oh crap!” The music dies down in an instant, and the same voice apologizes profusely. “I’m sorry! That was my bad! Please don’t be mad— wait you probably already are. I didn’t realize—“ The rest of the words are muffled, and you would not be surprised if they had smushed their face against the wall in an attempt to appease you.

The blanket tightly wrapped around you is warm, and so cozy, but you couldn’t help the need to go over there and apologize yourself. Before you exit your dorm, you give yourself a quick once-over. You snap out of it soon enough. What did it matter what you looked like anyway?

As soon as your neighbor opens up their door, you realize oh no, maybe it did matter what you looked like. (Oh no, he’s hot.)

You’re all too aware of your embarrassing state of dress. Penny’s star patterned joggers, Arven’s sandwich print shirt, and Nemona’s Cyclizar slippers. Not to mention, the bird’s nest of a hair you’re sporting.

If he thinks you look funny, he doesn’t say it. In fact, he stands there, hand on his door knob, mouth gaping open. As if in disbelief.

Speaking rapidly, like there’s a magnetic pull forcing you back into the safety of your own bed, you say, “Hey. Sorry for yelling like that. I appreciate you turning it down. Your music was keeping me up. I have a thing early morning. ‘Kay, thanks, baiii.”

Before he could get a word in, you hightail it back to your room.

Giacomo could only poke his head out into the hallway, staring quizzically at your door. “No problem,” he whispers, knowing full well you couldn’t hear him.

Because of how restless you had felt after seeing him last night, you tossed and turned for hours. You’re not exactly sure what pulled you to sleep, but the need for sleep had caught up so suddenly that you realize you had slept through all three of your alarms.

The red 7:00 on your bedside table gleams mockingly.

A series of rapts on your door rids you of all drowsiness. You’re a little bothered by all the ruckus, but admittedly you’d rather have that than miss your meeting happening in fifteen minutes.

Opening the door felt like déjà vu… sort of, except you’re on the other side of the wall. And the man standing there is a lot better dressed than he’d been last night.

“Good morning.”

Your brain still hasn’t quite caught up to the weirdness of the morning. You stare at him, unintentionally memorizing the color of his eyes, the slope of his nose, the curve of his smile.

The brightness in his eyes soon dim down, and is accompanied by the clearing of his throat. “I was wondering if you could keep it down. Your alarm kept waking me up.”

“O-okay.” You’re still confused by everything, the instinct to flare up at his words doesn’t appear.

A paper cup is thrust at your direction. “Anyway, the café gave me an extra coffee. Thought I could make up for all the noise from my end.” The smell wafting from it suggests it should be worth like 12 dollars at least. So, the good stuff. “Plus you said you have a thing this morning so…” He lets the words die down.

You take a tentative sip. “Thanks.”

It was exactly how you liked it. The kind of order you treat yourself with after finals.

“I should let you get ready,” he smiles.

Before he could shut his door, Giacomo feels a hand pulling on his sleeve. You’re looking at the carpet beneath you as though it were the most interesting thing in the world. Cute.

“I want to make it up to you too.”

Giacomo knows his cheeks are going to hurt from how much he’s grinning.

“Buy me a drink tonight?”

You eventually bring your gaze to him, and he has to catch his breath at the sight.

“Sounds fair…” Your eyes widen like you just realized something. “…neighbor.”

He laughs, and you have the decency to look a little embarrassed. A sadistic part of him almost wishes to see that expression more often, but ultimately the gentlemanly part wins over. “Giacomo.”

You repeat his name a few times, and he feels himself blush.

When he gently reminds you of your impending meeting, and you leave his presence, the grin is still fixed firmly on his face.

Pawniard snickers at his trainer.

“Shut up.” He couldn’t even keep the giddiness off his voice.

Not his fault, he lucked out rooming right next to his café crush.

[koraidonfrompokemon]

Hello! Hope you're having a great day!

I was wondering if I could request a Giacomo x Reader where the reader admires him but is too shy and nervous to talk to him

Hello! Thank you so much for being my first person to write something for! I had a lot of fun writing this and hopefully our boy isn’t too ooc. Reminder that my writing and headcanon requests are open!!!

Tw for bullying, mentions of blood, cursing

You had admired Giacomo and his gang for a while now.

Seeing how he specialized in dark types made you hopeful. You’d always wanted to use them. Studying and learning all about them. People told you they were too dangerous to tame. You didn’t listen though.

One day, you were hanging out in the schoolyard with your partner pokemon. A Houndour the school had given you. You are a quiet and reserved kid. No one really bothered you and your partner pokemon kept it that way. Always chasing off anyone who got too close. You didn’t mind it though. Gave you a reason not to talk to anyone.

When you saw Giacomo though, that all changed. He was charming in his own weird way. Always trying to get others to listen to his music and making remixes of the school’s theme. The teachers didn’t like him all that much nor did many of the students. A small gang of rebellious students followed him around though. Always cheering him on and standing up for him.

You sometimes wished you were brave enough to do something so rebellious. At least be able to stand up for yourself and others. You weren’t though. So you watched them from afar. Always wanting to approach him and talk. That faithful day came though. The day where Giacomo approached you.

Some of the students liked to bully you. Always calling you names and teasing you for being quiet. Occasionally they’d make fun of you for wanting to be a dark-type specialist. Saying that the pokemon you wanted to tame would kill you. Including the harmless Houndour you loved. They never got physical though. At least until recently.

You had been sitting in the schoolyard on a bench in a corner. Eating lunch with your pokemon. Suddenly you were pushed over. Landing face first onto the hard ground. As you tried to get your bearings, your pokemon growled and snapped at the bullies.

“Aww would you look at that,” they taunted. “The dangerous pokemon is trying to protect his freak of an owner.”

You pulled your Houndour closer. Ignoring the pain you felt from falling on your nose.

“She wouldn’t hurt a fly,” you told them.

They just laughed.

“All dark types are killers. That thing is just waiting for the right moment to snap.”

Some students had appeared. Watching you and your bullies. You didn’t have the guts to stand up for yourself though. Especially not in front of all of these people. So you just held onto your Houndour. Praying that they’d leave you alone. A familiar voice broke through the laughter.

“Hey! Leave them alone!”

Looking up from your pokemon, you saw a guy approach. Wearing a black coat with a yellow vest underneath. Headphones perched around his neck and computer in hand. He was pointing toward your bullies with a pokeball in hand.

“Oh great it’s Giacomo,” one of the bullies said. “What do you want freak?”

“Nothing much,” Giacomo said with a smirk. “Just going to lay down some sick beats on you.”

He then threw out his Pawniard. The pokemon charged the bullies with a flash of its blades. Unlike the mean and uncaring attitude they put on while bullying you, they screamed like little girls and scrambled out of the way. Tripping over each other in an attempt to not get cut. The Pawniard did not have a single look of malice as it chirped. Continuing to chase them around with a smile. You couldn’t help but laugh at the spectacle before you. Giacomo was chuckling too. Finally, the bullies scrambled for the stairwell. Giacomo’s Pawniard gave them one last flash of its blades before running back to its trainer.

“I’m telling Clavell what you did!”

Giacomo laughed.

“Tell him I said hello!”

The bullies then disappeared down the stairwell. The few students that were watching also laughed. They soon dispersed though as Giacomo gave them a glare. Taking it as a warning. Giacomo then approached you. Holding out a tissue.

“Hey, you’re bleeding. That’s not cool.”

Touching underneath your nose, sure enough, you were bleeding.

“Ah, thank you…”

You then put the tissue to your nose. He held out a hand to you. At first, you thought your Houndour would growl at him. She didn’t though. Just casually sniffing him. You took his hand and he helped you up. Making sure you didn’t fall over due to blood loss.

As you stood next to him, you realized what had just happened. Giacomo, your idol, had saved you from some bullies. A blush came to your face.

“You okay?”

“Y…yeah! Totally peachy! Haha!”

He didn’t seem to notice your blush.

“I should teach them a better lesson. Hey, at least you’re okay.”

You just nodded.

“Yeah…”

Your Houndour then jumped up on his leg. Startling him a bit.

“Oh?” He asked as he bent down to pet her with his free hand. “Who is this cutie?”

Damn her for making you talk more to him.

“Uh, she’s my Houndour. My partner pokemon.”

Giacomo smiled.

“A great partner to have. Dark types may seem mean and aggressive but they’re just sweethearts.”

He continued to pet your Houndour. She was acting like she never had any problems with other people before. He soon stopped petting her though.

“Well, I better get going. Clavell is going to lose his shit once he sees me. Saying stuff on how I should become a better student and all that crap.”

Giacomo then held out his hand toward you.

“Call me if you ever need help. Hell, even if you just want to join Team Star. My number isn’t too hard to find.”

You then shook his hand. After shaking it, he gave you a salute and walked off. Disappearing from sight.

Still shaken from the encounter, you looked down at your hand. A piece of paper with a phone number now perfectly placed on your palm. You couldn’t help but blush again.

Man was he smooth.

[nxrdamp]

Could you do a giacomo x reader fluff?

Masc or fem! I don't really mind lol

Giacomo x Fem! Reader - Rock my World

Masterlist

Tw: Language

Exactly a year and a half ago. That’s how long this has been going on.

I, (Y/n) (L/n), the biggest supporter of Team Star, have been telling punks to get lost and stop being bullied for a year and a half.

No, it wasn’t always like this, I was the girl that wasn’t popular, but wasn’t shy and outcasted. I was kinda…there. Not the main character, hell not even a side character. Just kinda in the background of my own story, sadly enough.

No party invites, no crazy drama, no friends, no fun, no good grades, nothing interesting.

Until exactly a year and a half ago.

Team Star changed my life for the better, if I’m being completely honest.

Especially Giacomo, my best friend. I truly wish he were more than that, but he means too much to me, I can’t risk asking him out for the fear of loosing him forever.

Especially now, of all times.

Supporting Team Star from the sidelines certainly earns you a reputation at (Naranja/Uva) Academy. Seems like everyone sporting the damn (orange/purple) uniform has a thing against you the moment you stand up for the ones who were the victims. They certainly don’t see it like that though. They don’t know the truth.

Especially Nemona. Apparently Team Star’s been a pain in her perfect student council’s ass, and they’ve been running around like chickens with their damn heads cut off about their attendance records

So yeah, that’s when my ass gets dragged into things.

“(L/n), (L/n), (L/n)….WHAT ARE YOU UP TO WITH THE NEFARIOUS TEAM STAR!” Nemona said, attempting to act like a tv cop in an interrogation scenario.

“One. What the hell was that” (Y/n) said with a deadpanned expression,”Two, why is it any of your damn business. I’m not in Team Star, or does it look like I’d still be attending class, genius?”

“Language.” Director Clavell warned, standing behind Nemona as the scene unfolded before him.

(Y/n) just rolled her eyes,”You both clearly don’t know anything about Team Star then.”

“WHAT DO YOU KNOW?!” Nemona said, slamming her hands down on Director Clavell’s desk.

“I’m not answering you. You’re not above me. The student council is a damn club, you’re not an adult, you don’t need to act like one.” (Y/n) said, standing up,”I’m not staying for shit like this. Ever since Team Star went off of campus, this school ‘s gone to shit.”

(Y/n) walked out, but not before Director Clavell chimed in,”Sit back down. This is a serious situation!”

“Then act like it’s a serious situation, and don’t get your damn lap dog to do it for you Director.”

With that statement, the door to the office was slammed shut.

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“She’s an asshole Nemona, don’t listen to her!” Florian said, sitting beside his girlfriend who was letting the tear fall from her eyes.

“I’m not a stupid lap dog….”

“Yeah obviously! You’re Champion Ranked! I think that’s gotta count for something.”

“You’re right!” Nemona said, standing up,”I’m gonna show her! I’m gonna go to Team Star’s bases and try to find her and give her and that dirty language a piece of my mind!”

“Wait, I’m coming with” Florian said, walking beside her,”I’m not letting her or anyone else run you over.”

“Thank you Florian”

“You’re welcome Nemona.”

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“THE HELL?!!?” Mela said, crossing her arms and scowling as (Y/n) explained to her and Giacomo the situation that occurred at the Director’s Office.

“Yeah I know, right?” (Y/n) agreed,”Thinking she could talk to me any kinda way. She’s not in the position to say jack shit to me.”

“God” Giacomo said,”She still sounds like a real piece of work.”

“She is” (Y/n) replied, resting her head on Giacomo’s shoulder. That was something they always did, as just, “best friends”.

Mela and Giacomo shared a secret knowing look, watching as the blush on his cheeks rose.

“I know this is a, awkward time, but I wanna ask you on a da-“ Giacomo said, almost finishing before being interrupted.

“CHALLENGER ALERT! NEMONA OF THE (NARANJA/UVA) ACADEMY’S STUDENT COUNCIL. CHAMPION RANK ALONSIDE FLORIAN OF (NARANJA/UVA) ACADEMY! THAT SOUNDS DUMB AS HELL, BUT THEY MADE ME ‘ANNOUNCE THEIR TITLES’ OR SOMETHING! GET ‘EM MELA!!”

“SHIT!” All three of them said in unison, standing on their feet.

“We gotta go, LIKE NOW!” Mela said, bolting off to her Fire Type Revavroom.

(Y/n) and Giacomo both shared a look before taking off after Mela, hopping on the Revavroom as well.

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“Now let’s fight this Team Star boss and get info on (Y/n)” Nemona said after defeating 30 grunt pokémon.

“Yeah…..or she’s right there. I knew it.” Florian said, looking up to Mela’a Revavroom.

“LISTEN UP PUNK!” Mela said, pointing at Nemona,”YEAH YOU. I AIN’T LETTING YOU TAKE MY BOSS BADGE, ESPECIALLY NOT AFTER THE SHIT YOU PULLED WITH (N/n) TODAY.”

(Y/n), who was sitting down on Revavroom’s edge of the top platform, was looking over at Giacomo.

Giacomo, for the first time in his seemingly calm demeanor, was pissed.

He stood up, looking Florian dead in the eye.

“You.” He said,”You think you’re all big and bad because you got your girlfriend down here to fight her battle. Her Battle. Not yours. Piss off.”

“Yeah aren’t you doing the same thing?” Florian retorted, putting his hands on his hips.

Giacomo’s cheeks flushed, looking away,”U-Uh no. We’re not a…not a thing.”

“Poor you then” Florian sarcastically said.

“MY GOD EVERYONE SHUT UP.” Mela said,”FIGHT ME FOR THE DAMN BADGE OR NOT?! IF YA CAME HERE TO HAVE A CAT FIGHT WITH (Y/n), JUST DO IT.”

Silence ensued, causing Mela to roll her eyes.

“My god.” Mela said,”Get over it. Nemona, your not a director stop acting like one. Florida, or whatever the hell your name is, stop encouraging this shit.”

Nemona and Florian looked down to the ground, ashamed.

“Giacomo, stop being a puss and ask her out already. (Y/n), stop getting involved with Team Star. I know you’re always here for us, but bullies will always be bullies, and you are NOT getting involved in that. I’m making sure of it.”

(Y/n) looked up at Mela, and then to Giacomo.

“So I was saying..uh…earlier before we were interrupted” Giacomo started, looking to the side awkwardly,”I wanna ask you out on a date. Not like another best friends date. A date date.

“I’d love to Como” (Y/n) said, standing up beside him.

“Awww!” Nemona said,”But get back to school! Director Clavell is having a heart attack with these attendance rates!”

“Screw off” Mela said, scowling.

Florian and Nemona shared a look of defeat before leaving the base, the grunts cheering as they left.

“Well” Mela said,”Get out. I ain’t one to see you two making out in my base. Go on to his”

The two shared a look, and ran off as well, traveling to the other side of Paldea to the Dark Type Team Star Base happily, together.

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[vulture-writes-stuff]

Self-indulgent thing with comfort character(s) part 1. Not requested, this is just something I wanted to write. Featuring the new linebreak/header I drew myself lol

Please do not use my designs they are not free use they are mine

Contains major Scarlet/Violet spoilers, particularly for Starfall Street.

Giacomo X Male Reader

Young love is always a wonderful thing. Especially when two students go out for a midnight joyride.

Reader is also a dark type specialist, but their only mentioned Pokemon is an Alolan Persian because I love Alolan Persian. Reader's name is never mentioned, but Giacomo refers to them by the nickname "MC". The academy setting is Naranja academy and the Reader rides a Koraidon, because I like Koraidon better!!

Giacomo was only half aware of how late it had gotten, his only hint to the unholy hour being the bright alarm clock that sat on the nightstand. Ever since Operation Starfall, he'd returned to Naranja Academy as a student... Though, he definitely didn't stop making music.

Even if his love of making music meant he stayed up late creating some other jam for his friends to listen to.

He didn't hear the first knock on the window, too engrossed in his latest song to pay attention. He faintly heard the second, but didn't tear his eyes away from the screen - he figured it was one of the Murkrow he usually fed before he left for classes. The third was the loudest of them all, and finally got him to turn around.

Giacomo nearly fell out of his chair when he saw the beady-eyed face of Koraidon pressed against his window, breath fogging up the glass. He dropped his headphones on his desk, scrambling over to open his window.

"MC!" He only knew one person who rode around on the back of Koraidon, and it wasn't uncommon for him to visit Giacomo at his window on the back of his feathery steed. It was uncommon for him to show up so late at night.

Koraidon made its way through the window, finally dropping to the floor. There he sat on the Pokemon's back, hair still tousled with bedhead and uniform missing the usual vest and tie.

"Ya know, I don't mind you visiting... But you could just come to my door next time." Giacomo snorted, grabbing the other's hand to help him down. Koraidon immediately jumped onto Giacomo's bed, wasting no time in completely unmaking it in order to get comfortable.

"I would've, but we're technically not supposed to be walking around campus this late at night." He replied, poorly stifling a yawn. "...Sorry. I didn't want to bother you, but I just... Ugh. Couldn't stay asleep again."

"Don't be sorry, you're fine. I like seeing you day or night." Giacomo's hand lingered for a moment, their fingers grazing together in an unmistakably affectionate gesture. "Wanna talk about it?"

"Not particularly." MC's answer was honest, and Giacomo liked that about him - he was upfront about his feelings. "I do want to go out, though. Want to come with me?"

"Sure, but where are we going?"

"Dunno. Anywhere but here." MC whistled, and Koraidon hopped down from the nest it had made from Giacomo's sheets, bending down to allow him to hop onto its back. "Let's just see where Raidon takes us."

"MC. Love of my life. Are you genuinely suggesting we go joyriding around in the dead of night?" Giacomo cocked an eyebrow.

"You said it, not me, Pineapple." He grinned, his devious smirk reminding Giacomo of why MC had the nickname of 'MC Menace.'

"Sounds cool, I'm in." Giacomo grabbed his bag, hastily stuffing his laptop inside. They helped him up onto Koraidon's back, where he got comfortable behind them. "Let's just not go into the water again. Last time we got completely soaked."

"No promises. Make sure you duck, by the way. And hold onto your hat." MC gently prodded Koraidon, and the Pokemon gracefully leapt through the open window, the frame barely grazing over Giacomo's head as he ducked.

There was a moment where they were just falling, Giacomo was certain he was squeezing the life out of them without meaning to. Then Koraidon's tendrils unfurled into wings, catching the air and slowing their plummet into a pleasant glide. The trio soared through the night sky, joined quickly by a curious flock of Murkrow.

Giacomo could only hear the wind rushing past them and his own heart pumping, one arm hooked around MC's waist. His other hand held firmly onto his cap, determined to not let it fly off like it had the last time they'd gone out like this. He couldn't help but laugh, the adrenaline from the brief plummet still running through him.

Koraidon didn't take them far, wheeling through the sky and diving down towards the rooftops of Mesagoza - there was one particular building MC and Giacomo had met on often. It was pretty easy to get onto the roof before, since there were planks leaning up against the railing nearby, but they'd been taken down a while back.

The Pokemon landed with a surprisingly quiet thud, carelessly depositing the pair onto the roof. Giacomo fell first, pulling MC down with him without meaning to.

"You alright?" Giacomo asked him worriedly, sitting upright to help him up.

"Yeah. Hope I didn't crush you." MC chortled, moving to sit next to him rather than on top of him. "...We used to come up here all the time, Pineapple."

The Koraidon purred, curling up behind them. It seemed pleased with itself.

"Tsch. And you still call me Pineapple even after, what, four? Five years?"

"Almost six." MC corrected, shimmying closer to him so their shoulders bumped together. "But I can't help it. The story behind it is too good."

"More like embarrassing." Giacomo groaned, tossing his arm over MC's shoulder. "It's not even my fault."

"What do you mean? You were the one who spilled that entire container of pineapple all over yourself in Mr. Saguaro's class!" MC teased, poking his side.

"Not on purpose! I just- saw your Meowth and got distracted!" He spluttered, before tousling their hair roughly. Every little jab between them was purely affectionate - ever since they were younger, they interacted by just... Teasing eachother. Every word was laced with adoration, even if it was through a silly story of early-teen awkwardness. "I'd never seen an Alolan Meowth, ya know? You'd do the same with a Galarian one."

"I probably would, yeah. If I also happened to be in Mr. Saguaro's class with a precariously placed container of sliced pineapples." MC settled into him more.

They shared a comfortable silence yet again, Giacomo giving him a gentle squeeze.

"Do you remember the day we actually talked for the first time?" MC suddenly asked, his query making Giacomo wince without meaning to. "Like, outside of class stuff."

"Yeah. Was when I got kicked off the student council." Giacomo grumbled. "Was getting mocked by a whole bunch of people for my stupid policies. Then you showed up and-"

"Got my ass royally handed to me standing up for you." MC laughed lightly, something Giacomo hadn't expected. "Y'know, every day I thank my lucky stars that happened."

"I don't think it was very lucky you got your ass kicked."

"That part wasn't. What was is that you found me up here, even after I made an effort not to be found..." MC gestured vaguely towards the old path. "And brought me a first aid kit."

"Yeah, because I felt bad." Giacomo rested his head on MC's for a moment. "It's not every day someone sics their Meowth on someone a foot taller than them."

"You still cared enough to come up here. And you cared enough to keep coming up here to meet me, even when you and the rest of the group made Team Star."

"When Penny recruited all of us... Heh. Those were times I always treasure. But I still kinda treasured these moments most of all. Just us, up here. Doing whatever it is we wanted to do."

"Mostly you showing me your songs and asking me to tell you how it sounded before you showed everyone else."

"And that's why you're my MC. Introducing everyone to my music and preparing the world for some sick-ass beats."

A moment of fond reminiscing had them both quiet again, Giacomo's arm falling from MC's shoulder. Their fingers intertwined without either of them thinking, leaning back into Koraidon's warmth.

"I know a spot where you can see the stars better, but it's a little far." Giacomo offered, noticing how MC was looking up at the sky. "Might take a bit to get there even on the big boy."

"I don't have anywhere else to be, so why the hell not?" MC perked up, obviously excited for more wandering. "Are you gonna tell me where it is, or do you want to take Raidon for a spin?"

Giacomo knew he was kidding, but the idea of taking Koraidon for a ride for once didn't sound too bad. He'd ridden Cyclizar before, how different could it possibly be? Excluding the size and the fact that it could fly, scale up vertical walls, and swim faster than a Finizen.

Okay, so it was a lot different. But he still wanted to try.

"Sure, hand me the reins. I can do this." Giacomo stood up with a grin, hands stuffed in his pockets. MC looked up at him with a bit of concern now, getting up as well.

"You sure, Pineapple? Raidon can be feisty." MC crossed his arms, cocking his head to the side. That just made Giacomo want to do it more.

"Course I'm sure." Giacomo plucked his hat off, placing it on their head. "I want to surprise you, so I might as well."

"Alright, if you say so. You hop on first." He gestured to the Pokemon as it stood, stretching out before bending down to allow Giacomo up. Sitting closer to the front didn't feel much different, and the strange blue plumes on its shoulders looked uncannily similar to the handlebars on a Cyclizar saddle. The only main difference was how soft Koraidon's feathers felt.

MC climbed up behind him, setting his chin happily on Giacomo's shoulder as he wrapped his arms around him. Sure, they'd been close before, but this was certainly a different close. A welcome different, though.

"When you want to go, just give Raidon a little nudge. If you want to steer them, move the blue things you're holding like normal handlebars. Be gentle, though, they don't like it if you pull too hard." He gave a quick walkthrough, smugly aware how flustered Giacomo was.

"Right... And, uh, how do I stop them?"

"Nudge them in the side again. Easy peasy." MC nuzzled his face into the side of Giacomo's neck.

"Easy peasy." Giacomo echoed, hesitating for just a moment. Koraidon glanced over its shoulder at him with a meaningful look in its eyes, speaking more words than he ever anticipated it could. He gave it a gentle nudge on the side, and it dramatically reared back with a mighty roar, before taking off across the rooftops.

Giacomo heard MC laugh as Koraidon bounded along, a sound that far surpassed any music he could ever make. Controlling Koraidon was definitely more difficult than it looked, but it seemed like the Pokemon was willing to cooperate... For now.

It definitely wasn't a big fan of being steered by anyone other than MC, though. Giacomo figured it would be a one-time thing, so he might as well make the most of it. A joyride through Paldea was made even better with MC with him, even if his Pokemon was a complete anomaly and liked sandwiches to an alarming degree.

Finally, Koraidon slowed with Giacomo's nudge, kicking up grass and dirt as it skidded to a halt. MC took a look around, though didn't let go of his hold on the other.

"This is the Segin Squad base!" He remarked.

"Yup. The cliff ledge up at the top is hard to get to, buuut it has the best view of the sky. Good thing ol' Raidon here helped out." Giacomo gave Koraidon a pat on the side, the Pokemon huffing shortly and shaking its head as though it wanted them off. "Oop- sorry, bud. Please don't headbutt me."

MC laughed as he hopped down, helping Giacomo down as well.

"I should've brought my picnic stuff, that would've been fun. I just have the... Kind of terrible sandwiches I made." MC shrugged, digging through his bag. Indeed, the sandwiches he presented did not look very appetizing... To humans, at least. Koraidon sniffed urgently at one, pupils dilating excitedly. "...Hey, Pineapple, have you got your Pokemon with you?"

"Only Honchkrow." Giacomo plucked the Timer Ball out of his pocket.

"Perfect." MC tossed a Luxury ball into the air, and their Alolan Persian appeared in a flash of light. She certainly held an air of elegance, even if she was a little silly-looking. The Persian rubbed up against MC's legs with a soft purr, the gemstone on her forehead glinting in the moonlight. Giacomo sent out his Honchkrow - the large bird Pokemon had a particularly menacing glare, ruffling his feathers impatiently.

MC split one of the two sandwiches in half, offering it to the two dark types. The Pokemon happily chowed down, Persian's rumbling still audible even as she ate. He gave the other sandwich to the drooling Koraidon, which swallowed it down faster than Giacomo could blink.

"Picnic complete." He casually swiped invisible dust off his shoulder, before grabbing Giacomo's hand. "C'mon. Let's go find a place to sit."

Despite his implication of being the guide, Giacomo was the one to lead MC along, finally settling down on the grass and tugging him down to sit right beside him. He set his bag to the side, before flopping down on his back in the grass.

MC practically collapsed next to him, fingers still entwined even now. Persian and Honchkrow came to join them, Persian resting her fluffy head on Giacomo's knee while Honchkrow settled comfortably into MC's side.

No words were needed. The young couple simply gazed up at the sky above, quietly enjoying eachother's company. MC slowly scooted to the side, a gesture he obviously thought was subtle, until Giacomo hooked an arm underneath him and yanked them together.

"Oi!" MC yelped, startled by the sudden movement - Giacomo laughed evilly as he wrestled them into his arms, grass scattered everywhere as the other squirmed in his arms. "Let go of me!!"

"Never! You can call me DJ Vice, and I'm gonna play a sick requiem while you crash and burn!" Giacomo shouted dramatically as they rolled about, their Pokemon watching with bored amusement.

Eventually, the roughhousing came to an end, MC lounging across Giacomo's legs. He had grass stains all over his shirt, and Giacomo guessed he wasn't faring any better.

"...Hey." MC said, voice light and breathless. "I... Know I don't really say it much, but I love you. A lot." He set his hand on top of Giacomo's, letting his head fall to the side. He looked tired... Was his sleeplessness getting to him?

"Hah... I love you too, MC." Giacomo turned his hand over, letting their fingers brush along his palm. "We should probably get back before sunrise. Would rather not get chewed out by Clavell."

"..."

"MC?" He sat up, before realizing they were asleep. Still lounged across his legs. "...Oh, shit."

Now how was he going to get out of this one?

Thanks for reading this silly little thing, I hope you're all doing well and staying hydrated :)

I've got final exams coming up so my posts will be even more sparse, sorry for that

Once more.please do not use my header/page split designs, they are for me to use I drew them myself thanks <3

[filipinoazul]

Sweet Hardcore

Giacomo x Reader

fluff, short fic, gn reader, established relationship, post-starfall, possibly ooc

this one goes out to all my fellow Giacomo and breakcore lovers !! saw this post when looking for food (gia x reader content) and i thought fuck why not

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Giacomo can be so endearing, comically endearing for his type specialty. One of his favourite ways to show his love to you is by composing something based around you. It was mostly electro-punk but of course, that’s Giacomo’s forte, and you enjoy it.

Recently you’ve been telling him about your favourite genre of music; breakcore; as well as sending him some of your favourite songs. Giacomo met this with enthusiasm, telling you that he would “Give this stuff a try” last time you saw him. You meet him quite often actually, as much as possible.

You’re at his base again, or what used to be his base at least. This is his favourite place to take you, and you like it just as much. There you sat, crossed legged next to your boyfriend as he clicked away on his laptop. He engages in small talk every now and then. Small “How was your days” and “Listening to anything news” would fall from his mouth as he worked on a song, deep in focus.

“So, what are you making?” You ask, leaning over to see his screen better.

“Music.” Giacomo responded, clearly sarcastic. He’s not wrong though, he’s most definitely making music.

“Can I listen?” You lean in even closer, egging him on.

“Not yet babe, it’s not done yet. I’ll let you once it’s done, ‘kay?” He said, looking at you with a smile gracing his lips.

“Alright, alright. It better be good though.”

“Aw, you know everything I make is good.”

“I do, I absolutely do.”

And so you both sat there. You watched his screen as he dragged piano rolls and went into a cycle of playing, pausing and rewinding. You found Giacomo’s composing process to be quite entertaining despite how repetitive it could get. Anything to stay away from boredom!

Giacomo took his headphones off, holding them in front of him as he looked at his laptop.

“It’s done,” he said, turning to look at you again. “Put em’ on, I wrote you a love song!” he held his headphones out to you so that you’d take them. Much to your obligation, you did. You put his headphones on, letting them rest on your head as comfortably as possible. In fact, you had worn them so many times that they were nothing short of comfortable.

Giacomo pressed play, allowing you to hear what he made just for you.

The breakbeats, the sweet melody, the sampling from older love songs. It’s perfect, a blessing to your ears. It made you feel like dessert after a satisfying meal or like rainfall in a brightly lit city. Then again, that’s what all of his music for you makes you feel.

Once 3 long minutes were over, you took off Giacomo’s headphones and let them rest in your lap.

“So, whaddya think?” He asks, his eyes lighting up.

You respond in a sweet tone, with a soft smile on your lips

“You know me so well Gia.”

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[lazypanartist]

Giacomo as a Boyfrien HCs + Bonus Ficlet!!!

He might be a lil OOC.. oh well. Couldn't just NOT write for him!

Notes: Established relationship, Slight Scar/Vi spoilers (but if you searched for him then You Know), even tho there's spoilers it's not all canon compliant because I forgor already 🥲

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We already know that he developed the Team Star soundtrack, but honestly? Music's his Thing

Always working on new tunes. Remixes, originals, parodies. He takes requests!

(Only from you, though 🖤)

Speaking of which, he has you comment on his music. Be honest with him (ofc it's all good though)

He's not exactly a cuddler, but he'll let you curl up with him while he's working on his laptop

Normally he'll have you lean into his side, but sometimes you'll lay across his lap while he works

Play with his hair!! Please

He'll let you wear his coat if you get cold

He's pretty much a big brother to the rest of the Segin Squad, so you both kinda babysit them..

Until he has to leave, at least

Doesn't leave you behind to pick up the pieces left behind, though. He's not cruel and the rest of the squad should've known it was over once he was Out

Instead, you both leave. Together.

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We'll Find Our Way : X Reader Ficlet

He knew it could happen at any time, but... He just wasn't expecting it!

This.. new kid, this punk from the Academy, this reckless, headstrong, overconfident kid got the upper hand...

Leaving Segin Squad wiped off the map.

Giacomo glanced over towards you, still standing by his tent. He knew the look on your face. Still keeping calm in the face of this.. even if it was tearing you apart inside. You had worn the same tense look when Operation Star was first executed, the rest of the team members staying calm as you analyzed the rapid changes to your lifestyle.

It was one of the things he loved most about you. Not that there was anything he liked least, but your level-headedness was a blessing to him and the rest of the team.

He returned his attention to the new kid, and the next few minutes went by quickly for the both of you as he congratulated them.

"Y/N?"

He smiled as you returned your attention to him, the other trainer now gone.

"We've gotta go."

"I know.."

You glanced back towards the base, where the other members of Segin Squad we're healing their partner Pokemon after the battle.

"What about.. them? You tell 'em?"

"They knew what the rules were for battle when they joined up... They'll be fine."

He offered you his hand.

"C'mon. Can't stick around much longer.. Besides, I have.. someone to talk with."

"WE have someone to talk with."

You took his hand, the two of you heading back in the direction of the Academy.

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WOW kinda a cliffhanger BUT it's open-ended!! So many possibilities to explore!! AND I didn't expect it to be a ficlet so go me!!!

Already planning several part 2s, so.. if you stick around I MIGHT post more?? Idk for sure.

Anyways, love y'all. Ciao for now!

>Part 2

[euphoricesctasy]

We heard about gia Teasing you while working on stuff but what about cock warming?

ooh i like this prompt! i feel like gia would definitely prefer teasing you over cockwarming, but he’s open to it !! ____________________________________ “stop movin’.” “i just need...something.” you’d been like this for what felt like HOURS now. your boyfriend’s cock nestled deep in you, while you sat facing him. your hands found their way to his shirt, gripping it in desperation, while his were spread across his laptop.  “i’m givin’ ya somethin’ right now.” “i need something more,” you whined out. “it’s nice, like this. but i need to FEEL you, properly.” “can’t feel me much more than this, princess.” he always did this. giacomo THRIVED on teasing you, THRIVED on answering you with that smart mouth of his to purposefully get on your nerves. in all reality, he loved seeing you a mess for him, he loved building up the tension so that when he did decide to fuck you - you’d be loud enough for all of paldea to hear.  you moved your hips forward a little, just enough to get some form of friction, and let out a little moan.  “babe, just let me finish this song. i’ll give ya what ya want, ‘promise.” “we’ve been like this for what, an hour or two? just.. do it later..” you leaned in, and lowered your head so you could whisper in his ear. “and do me now.” even though he hadn’t had his volume super loud, giacomo lowered his headphones so they rested around his neck.  “y’know what? you’re right. this can wait. if you want me to fuck you so bad, i’ll fuck ya. as long as you let me hear those pretty moans?”

[pokemenlovingmen]

hi um saw ur intro post and fair quick warning, the “who i write for” and “do’s and don’t’s” are linked to the same page, so u might wanna fix that!!

anyway, onto an actual request, maaaaayhaps hcs for giacomo figuring out he has a crush on pyschic type trainer reader, and reader’s pyschic type pokemon are being little jerks (affectionate) to giacomo? like “oooo u gotta crush on him gayass. OOO U KNOW WHAT’D BE FUNNY IF WE WERE TO TELL HIM-”

also im claming the 🪲 anon tyyyyy

thanks for letting me know!! I know I fixed it some time ago, when I originally got this ask, but thank you again :)

And yeah I love Pokemon being little meddlers!!! I just kinda chose some random psychic types, I hope you don’t mind the specifics that are here. Giacomo is someone I need more practice writing lol

And welcome on in bug anon!!

Super Effective — Giacomo x Psychic Trainer Reader

🔈 — With the STAR training centers up and running, the more the word about them has gotten out, the more interesting challengers have come to challenge the Star bosses, Giacomo included.

🔈 — When he was informed that his current incoming challenger was a pure psychic-type trainer, he was admittedly a little confused. All of his Pokemon didn’t just have the advantage against psychic-types, they were completely immune to psychic moves. Training against your weaknesses was one thing, but if you were running a sole psychic team, it just seemed like you were asking for more outright hell than a challenge. But okay.

🔈 — And then when he came riding out on the Starmobile to meet your challenge after you finished fighting his underlings. Oh lord. You were as handsome, mysterious, almost mystical as the type you fought with. You reminded him of some videos he’d seen showcasing mega evolution in the Hoenn region, the way Gallade looked when it mega evolved—like an enchanted warrior. Oh, it’s over for him the moment he sees you. You look like you need your own theme song. Maybe he’ll make a mix on it after this.

🔈 — It’s doubly over when your battle starts, because he’s not ready for how prepared you were for this. You might be at a major disadvantage, but you kitted your Pokemon out with all the moves to counter his. Armarogue, Espeon, Espathra, Slowking, Hypno, Gallade, all of them are threats and even if he gets some solid hits and KOs on you, you still win by a decent margin.

🔈 — He’s never been that invested in battling, certainly not like everyone else in Team Star, but he’s taken getting stronger more seriously since being put in charge of the STC, and you still crush him.

🔈 — He definitely doesn’t crush you, but by the end of the battle, he’s totally crushing on you. You’ve got your whole aesthetic together and battling is a clearly a big performance for you, and he respects your commitment to your own personal brand. The battle was extra fun for him, because you were clearly having fun just being there. You remind him a bit of his friends in Team Star with that passion for something you clearly live. You’re an amazing battler like Eri, passionate like Mela, theatrical and stylish like Atticus, brainy like Ortega, and leader to your Pokemon as good as Penny was to them.

🔈 — He actually kind of forgets his script as he hops down from the Starmobile to shake your hand. He’d been standing above you on that platform the whole battle, and now that he’s actually level with you you’re even more otherworldly. But he recovers pretty quickly—a DJ has to be good at talking on the fly, anyway—and thanks you for a rad battle that gave him way more of a challenge than he was ready for.

🔈 — But you’re impressed too! You recognized a while ago that while psychic Pokemon were you pride and joy, you’re fully aware the dark type is something you can’t hit with your usual attacks and you visited the STC to test out some strategies. This turned out to be a great place for training, especially fighting against him.

🔈 — Which is how you started frequenting his STC at least once a week. And he’s not gonna seem so uncool that he’s like, waiting for you or anything, but he kinda is. Battling isn’t even his favorite thing, but with you it’s different. It’s an exciting challenge, and also you’re there. You’ve been giving him good inspiration for mixes, but he’s not gonna say anything about that.

🔈 — While you two grow closer, you hang out more beyond training. With all the vending machines around and open field space, the training centers offer a good spot to take a break while letting your Pokemon stretch their legs after working so hard. So you guys establish a routine of battling, then grabbing some sodas and hanging out afterwards.

🔈 — Then that turned into talking longer afterwards, which turned into sharing earbuds as Giacomo plays some of his music for you, which to him is like. Oh god. Maybe you don’t realize how far gone he is, or how, I don’t know, literally no one who visits the facility gets this kind of attention from him, but your Pokemon know exactly what’s going on. Psychic types are smart, after all, and it doesn’t take long for them to start harassing Giacomo about it.

🔈 — He hears your Gallade snicker and click when he offers you an earbud during your rest breaks, and he doesn’t miss the knowing look your Hypno starts giving him when it notices he’s memorized what your favorite soda is in the machine. Your Espeon stares so intently at him when you guys relax on the benches together, like it’s trying to burn a hole through his head. Armarogue keeps standing in front of you two, pointing its head from one of you to the other, back and forth, back and forth.

🔈 — Damn, is he being that obvious? The way that your Pokemon treat him, he must be. And they can’t talk, but the longer this goes on, the more it feels like they’re trying to put some kind of pressure on the two of you—but mostly him.

🔈 — Your Espathra not-at-all-subtly shoves you into him one time, and he fumbles to catch you before you both trip over each other’s feet. The two of you nervously laugh it off, apologizing to one another, but his face goes bright red when he has his arms around you, oh god, but you don’t seem to notice. Or maybe you’re ignoring it on purpose.

🔈 — On a particularly cold day, Espeon and Espathra steal his coat and book it, prompting you to laugh and take off your own jacket to give to him while you go chase your misbehaving Pokemon down, and he just about dies.

🔈 — Your Pokemon kind of break the record for trying to shove you two together in the most asshole-ish ways possible when he’s sharing some of his newer mixes with you, and one of your Pokemon—he could never tell which one, and if he did, he’d throttle them—starts manipulating his laptop with its psychic powers.

🔈 — While he’s playing you some samples from his audio editing software, the Pokemon opens whatever the Pokemon world equivalent of Spotify is in the background and keeps flicking through every overplayed pop-y love song in the book. Of course, he doesn’t actually know what‘s going on but it feels like Arceus itself has suddenly decided to out him just because it felt like it. You’re laughing every time he gets increasingly flustered trying to shut the cheesy love songs off.

🔈 — And your Pokemon responsible for this, who is trying so hard, then drops the hail mary and opens something that isn’t the radio app, but instead one of his unfinished project files. Which is the mix inspired by you he was working on. Which he titled the file YOUR NAME.

🔈 — And you both just kind of. Stare at the computer screen. Giacomo feels his soul leave his body. He does not know how to recover from this one.

🔈 — “Um…” you finally pipe up. “Are you… working on a mix related to me, or…?”

🔈 — Well, shit, he can’t keep lying. Wearily, he explains exactly what the mix is. That yes, it totally is related to you, it’s about you, you were just so striking to him from the moment you two met, you had such a presence, it was giving him so many ideas. And as the days hanging out went on, he just got more and more ideas and got more enthusiastic about working on the mix, which is… long now. Almost enough for a full set at a normal gig.

🔈 — He’s not outright SAYING he likes you in a romantic way, but he’s definitely skirting around it. Calling you unique, striking, one of a kind, complimenting your battle style and fashion sense and saying your personality is captivating, good lord, he’s saying everything BUT “I kind of have the biggest crush on you”.

🔈 — But you find it all sweet. You’re really touched by his words, and by his gesture, even if you weren’t supposed to know about it. He flatters you immensely, and the thing I said about him saying everything but outright confessing to having a crush? You pick up on that. And teasingly, you lean against him and deliver a snarky:

🔈 — “Wow, Giacomo, that’s so sweet. Really… I’ve never had anyone do something like this for me. But the way you’re talking, it’s, uh…” you grin at him. “…pretty gay.”

🔈 — Before he can even react to being called out like that, you throw an arm around him, happy to have some kind of confirmation about his feelings that were, you know, not at all subtle to begin with. But you wanted to be cautious. “Good thing I’m ALSO pretty gay. So, can we listen to this?”

🔈 — What

🔈 — The story of how you guys started dating is now an in-joke between you anymore. For the sake of Giacomo’s dignity, you don’t give all the embarrassing details about him being called out for weeks for being gay on main by your Pokemon.

🔈 — He’s still adding to that mix he made inspired by you. But now, he’s got your input directly.

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I'm so proud of you, Pt. 2☆

Ship: Giacomo x GN! Reader

Series: Pokémon

Word count: 4.2k(9.1k total)

A/N: My longest fic yet, I stayed up 'til 4 am for this, I wrote every lyric out myself help

Warnings: swears in song lyrics, skipped some lyrics to shorten it up. You can skip playing the songs, but I'd suggest playing the last one for sure!

Themes: Comfort, fluff, friends to lovers

Taglist: @ultranimallover33 @5centsanhour

Masterlist

Chapter 1

Giacomo woke up to rays of sun shining into his room, getting too bright for him to continue snoozing. He laid on his side, his arms in front of him, almost as if he should have been holding something. …Hey, hold on a sec. He should be holding something, or rather, someone.

‘No, no, no! This can’t be right, it was too real! It couldn’t have just been a dream,... right? I finally had the guts to confess and it was just in a dream?’ His face starts to feel warm, and he begins to feel his eyes sting slightly. Giacomo attempts to smile to himself.

‘Man, I sure am hopeless.’

Giacomo is about to roll back over to fall asleep to waste the rest of the day away, but an odd smell interrupts him. It smells like food. Tasty food. Pancakes? His nose forces his body to sit up and turn around to look at the kitchen area of his dorm out of curiosity. There he spots you, slightly swaying your hips and bopping your head to the sound coming from- are those his headphones? Sneaky.

He can’t help but notice his heart skip a beat, or two. Maybe three if he pays close attention. Giacomo lets out a breath he didn’t notice he was holding in, and silently makes his way over to you with a smile on his face.

He gently puts his arms around your waist and his head in the crease of your shoulder, reassuring him that yes, you’re really here. You, on the other hand, were completely focused on your pancakes and may or may not have gotten spooked by Giacomo. You pull his headphones off of your ears to rest on the counter next to you, clicking the button on them to pause the music. Bluetooth headphones sure are nice. 

“Mornin’ sleeping beauty.”

Giacomo begins to sway a little, just like last night. 

“Mm, can I help?” His voice is deep and muffled, given that he just woke up and has his head in the crook of your neck.

“Nah, m’ almost done.” You begin to put some carefully cut strawberries on top of your guys’ pancakes. Giacomo glances over at the nearby clock that reads 11:09. ‘No point in going to school now, I guess.’  Not that he minds spending the rest of his day with you, of course.

“How long've you been up?” Man, you could definitely get used to his morning voice. And clinginess.

“Hmm, since around seven or so.” You had to thank your mental alarm clock for that. It can be useful, you’re just about never late for school, but it even happens on days off at times. There were so many mornings where you’d wake up every hour, or even half an hour, in fear of missing school and being a 'bad example'. You finish up the pancakes by sprinkling a tiny bit of icing sugar on top, asking Giacomo to bring the maple syrup to the table so he can decide how much he wants.

“Damn, this is hella good.” He was genuinely surprised at how good the food is. Yes, it did smell amazing, but he’s also seen your sandwich skills. Yeah, not too hot when it comes to those.

You snicker at his phrasing and tell him that it’s one of your favorite breakfasts for the days when you’ve got time to yourself. Which doesn’t happen often, so it’s more of a weekend kinda thing, but this is an exception.

“And Gia?” He looks up at you from his place, his mouth completely stuffed and you can barely hear an ‘mhmm?’ from him. “Thank you. For yesterday, I mean.” You now have his full attention, “All this ‘trying to be a good example’ and being ‘the perfect champion’ isn’t something I can do anymore. It’s not like I’m just gonna quit being champ or anything, but I’ll try to take it easy from now on. Which means I won’t care about what others might think of me anymore, and I’ll be more outgoing and expressive in public. Y’know, let the people think and do whatever they want.”

“Cool.”

You look at him expecting to get more of an answer, but you look over to him only to see him shove even more pancakes in his mouth. Okay sure, that’s cute and all but come on, man.

“Gia…”

“Mhrm?” Once again, very muffled. You’re so close to laughing but you’ve got to keep your composure!

“This means I’d like to hang out more, outside of just our dorm rooms n’ stuff.”

He’s quick to chew up the last bit of food he had in his mouth, (and may have choked on it a bit).

“Oh.”

He looks at you like you’re kidding, even a little. You know that people are going to assume stuff about the two of you, and are probably going to make fun of you for hanging out with a former ‘bad guy’, right? He can’t tell what emotion was written across your face, but he could tell you weren’t joking.

“Wait like, for realsies? I’m not exactly a good example.”

You sigh, it seems this really isn’t getting through his thick skull. You grab his hand.

“Yes, for realsies. I mean it when I say I don’t care what they think anymore. And I’d say you teaching that new student guitar made you a perfect example, sweetheart. Just depends on the subject.”

He flushes a little at the mention of that scene, you remember him teaching that kid? That was forever ago. Right around the time you guys first started meeting up to battle, right? Guess you really meant it. Yet again, his heart can’t seem to slow down. So you guys will be hanging out a lot more, then. That’s fine, that’s completely fine. He’s not nervous about that, not at all. Why would he ever be nervous, huh? Not like you guys never hung out outside of school. In public. With other people around. 

It’s normal for your heart to feel like this, right?

Man, you’re good at making him feel weak.

He stands up from his chair, collecting all of the dishes you two just dirtied. After he clears his mind a little, he’s back in reality.

“Um, then, what now?” He fidgets with the sleeve of the hoodie he fell asleep in.

“Well, my team and I make it a point to go outside at least once a day, and it’s quite nice outside, so how about a walk to the park?”

Of course, he’s down to go. He grabs his hat and pokéballs from the corner of his desk and Mabosstiff is already at the door, wagging his tail, ears perked up at the mention of the word 'walk'.

─── ･ ��ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

Mabosstiff is enjoying the walk and the warmth of the sun, while Giacomo notices a slight irritated frown on your face. He asks if something’s up, and you know that you said that you wouldn’t be worrying about stuff like this, but there’s somebody sneaking pictures of the two of you from behind. Seems like it might be someone from the journaling club. You’re not annoyed that they’re getting pictures of you and Giacomo and probably going to write about you two, actually, you might like the idea. Not that you'd admit that to Giacomo, though. But cutting in on your personal time with him? What a pain.

As soon as you mutter “Photographer, five O’clock.”, he’s making his way behind you to shield your body from the camera in one swift motion. You eventually notice that the dude left after giving up, but it seems Gia hasn’t. Makes sense, he’s probably not used to this. You bring your hand up to his and lock pinkies, bringing him back up beside you to show that you guys had nothing to worry about now. You begin to swing your arms back and forth absentmindedly.

‘Cute.’

The two of you finally make your way to the park and take a seat while your pokemon start to play. Skeledirge crawls over to Mabosstiff and they start to carefully duke it out. You find it funny how gentle Skeledirge is with its chomp, and the same goes for Mabosstiff when it uses ice fang instead of using crunch or payback.

The playfight reminds Giacomo of a certain dark-type user who’s supposed to come tour in town. He heard that he had another artist he respects from Unova coming to make a special appearance, too. Now, how is he supposed to bring this up casually? You still have a busy schedule, right?

“Hey, so, um-”

Is he asking you on a date? No. Why’s he so nervous about this then? It should just be pure excitement, given that this artist is his favorite.

“If you’re not busy tonight, I heard that there’s a concert going on in Levincia later if you wanna go?”

“Of course, who’s going to play?”

“A dark-type user from Galar, He does lots of rock and alternative music. Heard he just recently retired from being a gym leader, so now he’s got time to tour.”

“Piers?! Man, the one time I didn’t check online to see if he was touring he comes right here. He’s my favorite artist, know just about all of his songs, too. And yeah, Marnie, his younger sibling, took over the gym for him.” It was pretty hard to contain your excitement. With how busy you’ve been lately you haven’t had time to even consider concerts or anything of the like, but you’re taking a day off, so who cares? If you aren’t going to worry about what others think anymore, then why not take it to the max?

“Hey, think I have time to get a haircut and get some new clothes? I’d rather fit in with the crowd more there.”

“For sure, let’s go to the hairdresser’s and get you a new fit. Actually, would you be down for getting your makeup done too?” He’s shocked that you know the artist, and so very glad that you enjoy his music. Better make this a memory worth remembering, so he’ll give it all he has to make this the best concert you’ve ever gone to.

“Depends, what were you thinking?”

“Hmm, black eyeliner and messy black eyeshadow?”

“Bet.”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The next few hours were spent shopping for alternative style clothes. You’ve always loved punk and alternative fashion, but you haven’t been able to wear it comfortably while being champion. Layering accessories and wearing messy clothes is so fun, you’ve seriously gotta do this more often. Now that you’ve got your outfit on and your hair done, it’s time for the makeup. Your accent color is red, you wanted to match the hot pink that Piers has but it seems there aren’t lots of pink accessories with the style you were going for. One last look in the bathroom mirror and you walk out to see Giacomo on his swivel chair with all the makeup beside him.

“Damn, you look awesome. Ya’ ready for the makeup?”

You give him a nod and walk over to him, unsure of what to do next. He pats his lap, silently telling you to come sit. Once you’re all settled, he gets to work.

It doesn’t take long, he just has to messily put on some black eyeshadow, whatever thickness eyeliner you chose, and a bit of red under your eye to make it all pop- and match your accent color. 

Okay sure, maybe he took a little longer since he couldn’t help but lock eyes a few times. And maybe steal a few glances at your lips. And when you asked if he had black lipstick? Even better, a good excuse for him to keep staring. And is that technically and indirect kiss? Never mind, forget about that. Maybe he took advantage of the situation and kept his hand on your chin and face whenever possible. But whatever, it’s all done now, and you look so “damn badass” right now.

You’re finally allowed to look in the mirror on the desk, and you’re elated with the outcome! The smile on your face says it all. It’s not one of those ‘kind, respectful’ smiles, it’s the one that shows all your teeth, and had you grinning from ear to ear. He’s surprisingly good at makeup, and your eyeliner is really even and sharp. You’re really about to go see your favorite artist with your favorite person. It doesn’t get much better than this, does it? You’re about to stand up to go make any last adjustments, but not before sneaking a quick peck on Giacomo’s cheek to thank him for his efforts. It takes him a minute to remember where he was and what he was doing, maybe even who he was.

“Hey, get back here! I gotta fix your lipstick now, idiot!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

The two of you finally make it to the concert, definitely not the first people there, but you’ve got a good view of the stage from where you are. The hype builds up as the crowd continues to grow, the time of the concert nearing.

“Get ready for a mosh pit with me and my party. Levincia, it’s time to rock!”

You grab Giacomo’s hand in anticipation, excited to finally be able to belt out the lyrics of your favorite songs at full volume.

“I’ve got a shotgun tongue”

“And tick like a timebomb,”

“All black everything.”

“I’ve got a switchblade wit”

“That cuts like a bitch,”

“And I think you two should meet.”

You take a deep breath in, and let it all out. Finally able to enjoy yourself and have fun for the first time in what feels like forever.

“I wanna BREAK FREE from my humanity,”

“I wanna release the animal in me.”

“B-B-B-Break free your curiosity,”

“You’re gonna give me what I need.”

Giacomo has never seen you like this before. He never expected this side of you. You just keep breaking that fake, perfect image of yours, and he’ll admit it’s pretty hot. The bright lights of the stage beaming on your face, and the giant smile written across your face contrasting the darkness of your clothing were seriously something to cherish. He’s only ever seen you this happy a few times. In, and out. Deep breaths. He’s ready for the next verse.

“I’ve got blood on my hands,”

“No guilt on my conscience.”

“The war in your path,”

“The sex in your violence,”

“ALL OF MY FLAWS, I WEAR THEM WITH HONOR!”

“A purple heartbreak for all we’ve suffered.”

“I am the enemy,”

“I am the enemy”

He could have sworn he heard your voice raise just for that one line.

Piers got the crowd to wave their hands, to jump, to yell, to do whatever he wanted the crowd to do and it was awesome.

“Give me liberty or death”

“Charge me more and pay me less,”

“I SAID GIVE ME LIBERTY OR DEATH!”

“Ahh f**k, it, just give me death.”

He chuckled a little at that line, it almost sounded like you made it personal when you sang it. The concert was going so well, he’s so glad you seemed to be enjoying it.

“ALL OF MY FLAWS I WEAR EM’ WITH HONOR!”

“A purple heartbreak for all we’ve suffered!”

“I am the enemy,”

“I am the enemy,”

“I am the enemy,”

“BRAND NEW NUMB!”

And that was the first song. Giacomo looked over to see you trying to catch your breath, him doing the same. What an experience, there sure isn’t anything that can match this, not even playing it as loud as you can at home can even compare.

The next song immediately had a catchy beat. It was pretty cool to immediately see everyone bounce almost in sync.

“I see a red door and I want it painted black,”

“No colors anymore, I want them to turn black.”

“I see the girls walk by, dressed in their summer clothes,”

“I have to turn my head until my darkness goes.”

“I see a line of cars, and they’re all painted black,”

“With flowers and my love both never to come back.”

The song gets even catchier, and Giacomo notices the way the chains on your belt jump while you bounce to the beat.

“I see people turn their heads and quickly look away.”

“Like a newborn baby, it just happens every day!”

You notice how he’s looking at you every so often and you smile at him, as well as offer a thumbs up to show that you’re doing good. He must be checking up on you, concerts can get overwhelming, after all. But you’re having the time of your life.

“Maybe then I’ll fade away and not have to face the facts,”

“It’s not easy facing up when your whole world is black!”

“No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue,”

“I could not foresee this thing happening to you!”

“If I look hard enough into the setting sun,”

“My love will laugh with me, before the morning comes.”

“I wanna see it painted, painted, painted black!”

“Black as night, black as coal”

“I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky.”

“I wanna see it painted, painted, Painted black!”

Lots of good tunes so far, you definitely remember blaring these songs from your headphones lots of times in the past.

The next song was very sudden, but as soon as you heard the first lyrics, you knew it was about to get hella loud.

“Suffocate, everything,”

“They complicate, everything,”

“They steal your fate, every day,”

“But you can’t believe it!”

“Take yourself far away from nothingness,”

“A million miles from emptiness.”

You loved to see the way Piers rocked out to all of his music, it was definitely his passion. He’s a lot more enthusiastic when he plays live than when he battles.

“Remember the days, of the innocence,”

“Before it came in waves?”

“Remember the trust? It was blown away,”

“Into oblivion.”

“Remember love,”

You glance over at Giacomo for a quick second, seeing him scream the lyrics at the top of his lungs. He sure does have a nice voice, you’d love to hear him make at least one cover. But the right song hasn’t come on yet.

“Remember hate, remember everything,”

“They said just to break you again.”

“Remember all, all of your enemies,”

“Forever and ever, they,”

“Suffocate everything, they”

“Complicate everything, they”

“Steal your fate, every day”

“But you can’t believe it!”

A taller person ends up in front of the two of you, and Giacomo can tell you’re struggling to see Piers. He motions for you to get on his back after bending down for you. You can’t hear him over the music, but can tell what he’s getting at. Now that you can both see, it’s back to enjoying the music.

“Forget the decay, and the endlessness,”

“Of all of our mistakes,”

“Forget all the blame, and the apathy,”

“And throw it all away.”

“FORGET THE PAIN,”

“FORGET THE HATE,”

“FORGET ALL YOUR ENEMIES,”

“THEY WILL NEVER BREAK YOU AGAIN!”

He could feel how powerful your voice was thanks to how close you were to him, he could feel your belly and chest move every time you took a deep breath.

“LEAVE IT ALL BEHIND YOU!”

─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

It had now been nearly an hour since Piers had shown up on stage.

“You all better enjoy this, I don’t do encores, and we have a guest artist joining us for our last song.”

The crowd went crazy when a short girl with white hair walked onto the stage.

“Yeah! Ya’ll better get hyped for this last one!” Roxie's voice came over the speakers.

You looked at Giacomo in disbelief, he never mentioned having Roxie up on stage tonight! He just shrugged and smiled at you.

Your heads immediately turned to the stage as soon as you heard the first note.  Another note along with the first lyric, and you were singing the hardest you have all night, hoping and praying to Arceus that Giacomo knew the lyrics. There was a good chance you’d lose your voice after this one, you’d definitely need to drink lots of water tomorrow.

“You’ll never take us alive!"

He looked over at you and started singing his part, almost like he was waiting for this moment the whole time. Not like he checked the setlist beforehand, or anything.

“We swore that death with do us part,”

“They’ll call our crimes a work of art!”

You started bouncing in place to the beat, so excited to be right here, right now, with him.

“You’ll never take us alive!”

“We’ll live like spoiled royalty, LOVERS AND PARTNERS,”

“PARTNERS IN CRIME!”

“Partners in crime~”

You grab his hand again and squeeze it tight, grounding yourself. This is one of your favorite songs, you had no idea he even knew this song existed.

“This, the tale of, reckless love, living a life of crime on the run,”

“I brush to a gun, to paint the states green, and red.”

“Everybody freeze!”

“Nobody move!”

“Put the money in the bag,”

“Or we will shoot!”

“Empty out the vault, and me and my doll will be on our way,”

“Our paper faces flood the streets,”

“And if the heat comes close enough, then we’ll play with fire, ‘cause!”

“You’ll never take us alive!”

“We swore that death will do us part,"

“They’ll call our crimes a work of art”

“You’ll never take us alive,”

“We’ll live like spoiled royalty, lover and partners,”

“Partners in crime!”

“Partners in crime~”

“Here we find our omnipotent outlaws, fall behind the grind tonight.”

“Left unaware that the lone store owner,”

“Won’t go down without a fight!”

“Where we gonna go?!”

“He’s got us pinned!”

“Baby I’m a little scared,”

“Now don’t you quit!”

“He sounded the alarm, I hear the sirens closing in!”

“Our paper faces flood the streets,”

“And if the heat come close enough, then we’re burning this place to the ground, ‘cause!”

“You’ll never take us alive!”

“We swore that death will do us part, they’ll call our crimes a work of art.”

“You’ll never take us alive,”

“We’ll live like spoiled royalty, lovers and partners,”

“Partners in crime!”

“Partners in crime~”

(The Placerville sheriff’s police department, come out with your hands up, we have the place surrounded. Put your weapons down, PUT YOUR WEAPONS DOWN! Ready men, aim, FIRE!)

The thrill and excitement coursing through yours’ and Giacomo’s veins were the only thing keeping you two from getting flustered over the lyrics. This is like a dream come true. Was this basically you two shouting your love for each other? Yeah, and you both were none the wiser.

“The skies are black, with lead-filled rain,”

“A morbid painting on display!”

“This is the night the young love died,”

“Buried at each other’s side.”

“You’ll never take us alive,”

“We swore that death will do us part,”

“So now we haunt you in the dark,”

“You never took us alive,”

“We live as ghosts among these streets,”

“Lovers and partners, partners in crime!”

"Partners in criiiiiime~"

“PARTNERS IN CRIME!”

With both of you completely out of breath, no longer able to hear anything but the crowd cheering, you jump tackle Giacomo for a hug. He spins you around and you can barely tell what he’s saying, only thanks to the way you saw his lips move could you tell what he was saying.

“That was epic!”

He knew that you couldn’t hear him, so he figured he’d chat with you more after the concert.

People slowly started getting out of the way, you and Giacomo were pushing through the crowd, attempting to get some merch. You ended up getting ahead of the crowd, and you bought shirts, keychains, bracelets, and pins for yourself and him, and got him a CD of Piers’ latest album. You even managed to get a quick picture with Piers and Roxie after and got him to sign the CD.

Only after all the commotion was over and you guys were back at his dorm, you on his bed and him on his chair, did he start to think more clearly.

“Hey, you spent a ton today, didn’t you? You shouldn’t have bought me all of that stuff at the concert, at least let me pay you back. I could have bought my own stuff you know.”

You bring your head up from where it was resting.

“You can’t even buy half a potion, shut up.”  You snicker a bit at that, always taking any opportunity to make fun of Gia. “But seriously, you’re like, the best. Ever. I should be thanking you.”

You look at him and your smile turns sincere.

“You deserve the best, love.”

His cheeks go pink at the nickname, but he’s not too flustered for a comeback.

“You are the best, sweetheart.”

Songs used in order:

Brand new numb - Motionless in white

Paint it, black - The Rolling Stones

Leave It All behind - Cult To Follow

Partners in Crime - Set it Off (my favorite band!!🔷️⏳)

5h 20m

Jan.25-26.23

[a-very-small-bluejay]

Requests are open again *happy dance*

Can I please have a male!piercer-and-tattooartist!Reader x Giacomo?

Giacomo is severly afraid of needles but wants to get a piercing and maybe even a tattoo to fit his image as DJ Vice. Apparently his project was a big topic at the academy, because word had even gotten around to the teachers. Salvatore came up to Giacomo one day and asked him if the rumors are true with him wanting to get at least a piercing. After Giacomo confirmed this, Salvatore (a regular of Reader) scribbled a name and number on a piece of paper and gave it to Giacomo. Reader didn't have to wait long for Giacomos call.

Just a day later Giacomo was welcomed at Readers studio.

Reader and him sat together for weeks to find the perfect piercing (a simple eyebrow piercing) and take some of the fear of Giacomo away.

The great day came, Giacomo was already seated and just seconds away from getting his piercing. But seeing the needle this close Giacomo got uncomfortable and Reader did the first thing which came to his mind to distract Giacomo. He kissed him.

NO BC WAIT as someone who is both tattooed and pierced (I have snakebites and 4 tattoos) and is afraid of needles, and is a Huge Giacomo Fan, I am SCREAMING

Seriously, I happy stimmed for like a solid minute when I saw this request, I was so flipping excited to write it. I hope it turned out well!!