#jacq x reader

[kyushiblast]

⤷ 〝 jealous much? 〞

➞ pairings : grusha , arven , & jacq ( separate ) x gn! reader

➞ summary : how they react when jealous.

➞ genre : fluff

➞ cw / other : nothing

➞ a/n : need requests y’all

❝ grusha ❞

— ♥ the incident of his career hadn’t just affected him physically, a mental toll was in state along with it including his bit of possessiveness for you.

— ♥ he can’t help it. after all, you’re on his list of most cherished. and as cheesy as it sounds, he’d hate losing someone so precious to him as he’d lost his occupation.

— ♥ so when he sees this person shamelessly hitting on you, of course he’s going to step in and say something.

— ♥ glaseado mountain has a few forms. sometimes calm, sometimes sharp and unforgiving as if mad at the people climbing its skin. grusha’s cold persona towards the person embodied that.

— ♥ would probably threaten to pokémon battle. just because he’s an ice type gym leader doesn’t mean that he’ll just have ice type pokémon on hand every time, so he’d most likely use varieties including those you’ve traded with him.

— ♥ he’ll be levelheaded as much as he can until the other person initiates a snap or an aggressive show, but either way in the end he’ll definitely come up to you and ask if you’re okay.

— ♥ expect a brief hug after, and maybe a few kisses or two. he’s not too big on pda, especially if some people come by to watch him battle and he’s waiting for the area to clear up.

— ♥ but the best part is him being in denial about being clingy afterwards. that’s when teasing him is essential.

❝ arven ❞

— ❀ he’s the type to be suspicious and accusatory first, ask later.

— ❀ will cross his arms and be sassy. maybe something like, “is this person bothering you, (y/n)? i can deal with ‘em.”

— ❀ when he’s jealous he’s obvious. he’ll pull you in more, scowl and throw sarcastic comments at the other person, and he’ll suggest to go somewhere else.

— ❀ WILL throw in a regular pokemon challenge to the other if it gets to that point. like might as well make it a tradition or smth to go up to someone and challenge them whenever lmao ,, wait that already happens

— ❀ arven would also grasp onto your arm or sleeve subconsciously, afterwards backing away and apologizing after the person’s gone for just grabbing your arm.

— ❀ “i hate it when people just keep persisting on someone even when they’re obviously taken…” arven would sigh, “…but hey, it means you’re hot stuff if people keep coming to take you away from me!”

— ❀ then he’d offer to go on a picnic or something, whatever you’d like. he’s just glad that you’re there with him, no matter what.

❝ jacq ❞

— ☾ the other person isn’t gonna take jacq seriously. i mean, he does look like he just woke up, with his laid back attitude and ruffled clothing. but the charm in it was something you could admire, and clearly the other person didn’t see that.

— ☾ he’s a lil irritated. not just because this person’s competing against him, but also because they have a solid chance.

— ☾ they looked better and dressed better, they were smooth with talking, and in no way did jacq feel as if he could compete properly against them.

— ☾ you seemed to sense his thoughts, holding his hand comfortingly. his heart, as if a weight was pushed off of it, immediately lightened.

— ☾ THEN he had the confidence to say some things. and after you both left the scene, a semi-heartbroken person left behind, he’d kiss you on the forehead thanking you for everything.

— ☾ sure, it was just a small scenario that doesn’t hold much significance in one’s eye. but it strengthened your relationship in the end, and as dorky as it seems, it mattered.

— ☾ jacq’s a good person. he just needs you there to remind him of it. give him one compliment and he’ll pay back tenfold.

work of kyushiblast , please do not translate , copy , or repost here or on any other platform !!

[r0-boat]

uuuuuuUUUUUGH I love your pokemon stuff. It’s always so tasty!! May I please humbly ask for more nsfw crumbs of Jacq please? I just started Scarlet and not only did I fall in love with him at first sight, but also seeing that you wrote for him before had me kicking my feet ❤️💜❤️💜

Anyways, your writing is always on top!!!

-Much love from a shy pokemon lover anon❤️❤️❤️

Jacq jacq jacq! I miss him I love him I understand here you go!

Jacq shy dom/first time dom

Cw: nsfw, shitty Google Translate Spanish,

Sitting in front of your beloved boyfriend, watching him slip off his glasses, putting them on the nightstand next to the bed. His eyes meet yours; Jacq cracks a small smile, chuckling nervously. "Don't look at me like that. You're making me nervous."

You can't help but giggle in return. " Would you rather me not look at you?"

"Yes… N-no!" Jacq stumbles over his words, his mouth moving without his brain registering what he had said. He could already feel the heat of embarrassment rush to his face. "I-I mean, when you look at me with those eyes, I- it's not that I don't want to look at y-"

You cut off his shy mumbling, your lips pressing against his eyes, fluttering close, breathing deeply, your scent calming him down.

"Jacq, calm down, it's ok." Your reassuring smile definitely eased him.

" Okay, Thank you, honey." He smiles at you before his eyes trail to the sheets before he looks back up at you. Your boyfriend lowered his voice. It sounded low, husky, sexy, but you can still make out some nervousness.

"Ok, ok, I'm going to take over now. Could you lie down for me, dear?"

You obey, lying down in front of him. Jacq spreads your legs apart, making room for his body. Now that he is straddling you, he admires the sight before him. He couldn't help but have his hands wander a little, tracing every part of your skin, memorizing the beautiful body of his lover, making sure the sight of you underneath him was engraved in his brain. "You're so beautiful." Jacq purrs, looking at you with such love and his heart touching you so gently and passionately, his thumbs pressing and tweaking your nipples, occasionally gently pitching them his fingers before his hands slide downward, tracing your hips. One hand slides between your legs while the other holds your leg, giving your thigh a soft squeeze before lifting it over his shoulder. He's not quite sure what he's doing; it just felt right to do, giving him a full view of you. He practically drools at the site of your wet hole. He wasn't sure why he was getting an overwhelming urge to taste. All that he knew was that he needed his tongue inside you. But first, his fingers pressed against your entrance gently, his eyes trained on how they slowly work. You open occasionally, starting back to your face, to check and see if it was hurting you in any way, only to see your face showing nothing but wanting more. So he presses his finger deeper. His eyes trained on you, inhaling deeply when you squirm under his delicate touch. Warm walls clenching around his fingers, your cute whimpers giving him confidence to touch you more. While his fingers work you, stretching you out with each thrust, Jacq leans down to kiss you, tongue slipping into your mouth with each kiss. When he finally pulls away a trail of saliva follows. His glasses are slightly foggy. a little out of breath. He chuckles with one hand, slipping off his glasses putting them on the nightstand. He removes his fingers from you to unbuckle his belt to take off his pants. His eyes have not left you while he fiddles with his belt. Sliding off his boxers, his familiar aching cock springs free. He was only just kissing and playing with you, but his cock was already red and drooling. Jacq wanted to be inside you just as much as you wanted him."Fuck, Your so hot." He murmurs as he plays with his cock with the fingers he touched you with, hand sliding up and down as he moves it towards your entrance. You watch in anticipation that the tip kisses your hole before it starts to spear you open. Even though you've taken him before, his big size was still a tight squeeze for you. Jacq knows you always have struggled, so he goes slower, murmuring praises as he slides further inside, filling you completely.

"that's it, you can take it; I know you can."

He's addicted to how you looked underneath him. Your eyes fluttered closed at how full he made you, whimpering at his sheer size yet wiggling your hips, trying to feel more.

"I've never seen you like this; it's so cute. I think I should be dominant more often."

His fingers caress your face as he leans down to kiss you more, letting you adjust before he slowly begins to roll his hips.

"mmh…ah, Baby, you're always so tight- so good!" Feeling your walls grip around him, already milking his cock as Jacq worked his big dick in and out of you.

It didn't take long for the pain to subside in place of pure pleasure; the sound of your boyfriend's heavy breaths and whimpers only added to the tightening in your core. "Hard, Jacq, please." You moan; the way his name rolls off your tongue never fails to turn him on so fucking much. "te sientes tan bien que me estoy perdiendo."Jacq's voice shakes, burying his head into your shoulder, holding your legs down, almost folding you in half as he pounds into you. His balls, thick and heavy, slapped against your ass with each hard thrust, his cock drilling you so deep you swear you could feel it in your stomach.

Something you did not expect was Jacq becoming drunk on your tight hole, his grip on you tightening, holding you down even as you try to squirm. His nails dig into your thighs, eager to keep you in place, using you as a living fleshlight rutting into you like a wild animal. He was already close, but he needed to make you cum. He wanted to feel you.

He rolled his tongue over your earlobe, whispering, "Por favor, ven por mí. Lo necesito, necesito sentirlo."

Jacq feeling you clench around him as you cum fucks you through your orgasm, trying to chase his own. "I love you! ¡Me estoy acabando! ¡Te voy a dar todo!"

His mouth hangs open, moaning and whimpering incoherent Spanish and English, rolling his hips and milking out every last drop deep inside you until he can give no more. He lays beside you, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you into his chest. Jacq peppers your face with kisses, his fingers gently caressing your back. "Did I do okay, love?" He asks. You smile even after practically fucking you stupid your boyfriend is still so cute. You kiss his lips. "You were amazing."

[twinksrepository]

A kiss hello

Rating: PG

Pairing: Jacq X GN!Reader

CW: Tooth rotting fluff

Word count: .2 K roughly

A/N: Since I like writing so much, I figured I’d try 24 isses for some of the characters I enjoy across different fandoms. Jacq from Pokemon S/V first.

Hearing the door open you smile, closing your book and looking down at the Vulpix passed out in your lap. Tilting your head wondering if you can move the slumbering fox pokemon without waking them to go meet your partner. 

As you quirk your nose the sound of flip flops against the floor reaches your ears, sensing a presence next to you. Grinning as a mass of purple hair that just happens to be wearing glasses leans down to catch your lips. 

A gentle pressure you can’t help but hum in enjoyment from, raising a hand to glide your fingertips over the curve of his cheek. Accidentally dropping your book onto the sleeping fox that yips before launching off your body making you laugh into the kiss. 

“Hi.” 

“Hi.” Jacq is grinning down at you as you return his greeting. “I’m glad your pokemon never evolved or you might get a curse after that one.” 

“Or you would since you’re the reason I dropped the book. I was trying to figure out a way to move them without waking them.” Smirking as you stand and face the exhausted teacher. “Since we might both be cursed, how about another kiss hello?” 

Chuckling as he leans in for a second kiss, and another, and another. It’s always fun welcoming him home after a rough day. 

He's just such a nerd, I wanna squish him because come on what kind of biology teacher wears flip flops.

[clanwarrior-tumbly]

inspiration struck me. jacq from sv (love him am aghhhh) ur arcanine and his arcanine had egg. egg had twins. twins r shiny?! idk i just woke up from a nap and it hit me like that freaking shiny voltorb’s explosion. he’d be so happy if u found him a shiny tho u know it cmon. and just. himmmmmmmm ughhhhh. bestie help im. down bad lmao -galaxy

We get it bestie, you want him so bad /lh

.......

"...oh! We got it, Jacq!!" Overjoyed that your carefully crafted "egg power" sandwich finally worked its magic, you gently took the spotted egg out of the picnic basket.

It felt somewhat heavier than previous ones you've hatched, but you didn't think much of it at first and eager showed your partner--the one and only Biology Professor Jacq. He agreed to come out today to study Pokémon habits alongside you.

"Wow..I only took my eyes off the basket for a second and it.....it just appeared??" He slightly gawked as he stared at it.

Once again, he was astonished at the phenomena that was Pokémon breeding.

Since Paldea lacked daycare centers, it took a while for trainers to learn that picnics were the substitute--which actually made things easier since it enabled their Pokémon to breed pretty much anywhere as long as the landscape was suitable.

But even in this region, nobody could explain where the eggs come from. No one has seen a single Pokémon lay them, even if they watched them very carefully and stayed up all night.

The egg would just....show up as though it appeared out of thin air.

It perplexed many professors and specialists for decades, even experts like Jacq. It'll forever be a mystery.

"What do you think it'll be, [y/n]?" He pondered.

"I'm willing to bet it's a Growlithe, since your Arcanine's been cozying up to mine lately." You chuckled, gesturing to the two fluffy fire types who were snuggling next to each other near a tree. "I'll go on a little walk to find out."

"I'll join you!" He insisted, grabbing his lab coat off the chair and putting it on. "Let's stay on the main roads. I'd hate to see the poor thing get attacked the moment it hatches."

"I concur." Nodding, you slipped the egg inside your bag, before seeing your Arcanines waking up and running over to you both. They must've wanted to accompany you--which was understandable given you had their egg. They didn't want it out of their sights.

And so the four of you began the long stroll, with him reading a pacemaker on his rotomphone to count the approximate steps necessary to hatch the egg. He was curious to see if it'll come out the same as other Growlithes..

Or maybe it'll be a Shiny.

He's heard of that phenomena too--where it's possible to hatch a Shiny Pokémon if its parent is paired with a Ditto. That was a popular method in the daycares of other regions.

But here? You'd rather not wait all day for a dozen eggs to appear.

The odds of that type of Pokémon hatching were still low regardless, so you're not pushing your luck.

After feeling like you've been walking for ages, you heard Jacq suddenly stop, and you looked back at him. He was observing the readings on his phone, eyebrows furrowed. "What's up? Is your Rotom being annoying?"

"Oh no, it's working as intended. It's just...we've already walked over a thousand steps. Why, we're nearly at two thousand!" He glanced up at you. "Did you feel the egg stir at all?"

"Hmm..no, oddly enough..." Being equally confused, you took it out of the bag to make sure it was alright. It felt warm to the touch, though for it not to crack yet was bizarre. "Maybe it's nervous to come out." You joked. "Let make it to two thousand and see what happens."

Nodding, Jacq caught up to you, still monitoring the steps you took before it finally happened-

The egg suddenly jolted in your hands, startling you as you quickly and carefully set it down on the ground. "It's time!" You backed up, standing beside him.

As its shell cracked, beams of light began pouring out from it, and both of you waited in anticipation.

Then it completely burst open to reveal...

Not one, but two Growlithes born from the exact same egg. And if that didn't surprise you, it was the realization that they're both Shinies as well.

Their yellow fur emitted starlike sparkles as they took their first breaths of air, taking a moment to sniff one another. Only then did they notice the two Arcanines who approached them, being just as surprised as their trainers.

With yips of excitement, the little Growlithes ran over to their parents, greeting them with loving nuzzles and licks.

Meanwhile, you and Jacq were standing there, still in total shock.

"I-I can't believe it.."

"D-Did...two just hatch from one egg?! In all my years of research I've never heard of this happening! This is incredible!" The biology professor laughed, before going over to examine the newborn Growlithes.

And he kneeled down, he took a look at their stripes, making another surprising discovery before beckoning you over to him. "[Y/n], come look..their stripes are the exact same pattern!"

"Really? Oh, wow.." You joined his side, smiling as one Growlithe jumped into your arms and licked your cheek. "Haha! This is great! What are the odds that our Arcanines would rear twin Shinies?"

"It has to be astronomically low, but not impossible." He chuckled, petting his Arcanine's snout. "Arceus itself must've blessed you with luck, because this is phenomenal!!"

"Yeah." Smiling, you stood up and ruffled the fur of your own Arcanine, happy to see them becoming official parents. "You ready to start your own little family, bud?"

"Arc, Arca!!"

[unqrowned]

Hi! Can I request Jacq from Pokémon SV x male reader? If you accept this request, thank you!! (^ o ^)

STAFFROOM SWEETHEARTS. — JACQ X M!READER

❛ ⠀♡ . ˑ⠀featuring   :    jacq

❛ ⠀♡ . ˑ⠀synopsis   :    a budding love is blossoming between you and your fellow colleague ! 

❛ ⠀♡ . ˑ⠀notes   :    male reader. fluff. teacher/teacher trope. plus general thoughts. brief reference to hassel/brassius. headcanons. not proofread. hope you enjoy anon ♡ !!

When you decided to seek out a career in being an instructor, not once did you think that you would wind up with a job to teach at Mesagoza’s well-known academy. 

Clavell was more than pleased to welcome you to the faculty. You were invited to come to the academy and get familiar with the place before the new school year commenced. 

During that visit, you came across some of your new colleagues, who all happily introduced themselves and offered to show you around the academy. All of them were incredibly kind, but you found your gaze continuously gravitating towards one in particular.

The slightly disheveled, easy-going man who looked like he’d appreciate a quick nap.

 From the moment that his eyes landed on you, he smiled softly and greeted you with a cute, “Hello, hello!”

After that visit, you two started to become closer to one another. It was far too easy to fall into long conversations with him. Which only started to become a bit of a problem when you would both realize that you’re running late to your own classes. 

Speaking of your class, you teach Pokemon Handling. The ways to care for various types of Pokemon and what’s necessary to ensure they live healthy lives.

There are times where your lessons branch off to the biology aspects of these Pokemon types, which leads to you and Jacq planning lessons to do joint classes. 

It doesn’t take long for the students to pick up on how you stare at Jacq, most likely the most interested in his rambling, when he starts to get into specifics and the way that Jacq looks more energized and at peace when you’re stepping in to share your own knowledge.

This has led to these students coming up with theories about you two. A lot of speculations arise, questions going on whether you two were even interested in men. Regardless, there are those that compare the way you two are to Hassel and Brassius, which only spawns in more discussions on your guys’ relationship.

Of course, students being students, they attempt to ask in what they believe are subtle ways. Anytime Jacq asks if anyone has any questions, he’s surprised to see the amount of hands going on when he’s been accustomed to them being more prepared to leave over anything else.

There are no words to describe the shock that washed over him when the question pertained to you and whether he likes you. Of course, he’s chuckling lightly while he runs his fingers through his already messy hair as he struggles to come up with a response. 

No, he’s not surprised that his students managed to pick up on his growing feelings. They’re a smart bunch and very observant. Maybe a bit too observant for their own good.

He’ll try to direct the conversation back to the topic on hand though he does mention that he likes you very much, in a platonic sense (not that any of his students believe that part) and considers you to be a brilliant instructor.

The rumors only grow faster once that happened.

If you thought it was only your students attempting to meddle however they can then you’d be very mistaken. The other faculty start to get involved as well in their own ways.

Salvatore offers cute phrases in other languages to say, and Saguaro talks a lot about how you and Jacq should go out on a picnic and the many sandwiches you could make together. 

Once you both start dating, it’s as if everyone in the academy can tell. Many of the students are happy to see two of their favorite instructors with each other, especially when they caught on that they were crushing beforehand. The other faculty members tease you both for doing the slightest bit of affection in the lounge room.

Every time you head into the lounge room, you always have a second drink just for Jacq. And each time, he will thank you by pressing a gentle kiss to your temple.

There are moments where he feels so tired but one glance at you gives him the motivation to get through the rest of the day. He greatly appreciates that you’re able to sense when his internal battery is dwindling down and welcomes the cuddles that you initiate with him. Expect to have plenty of dates that involve napping together.

You’re the one to make sure that he doesn’t drown himself in his research. Jacq has the tendency to lose track of time, unless he has something scheduled with you, so you’re often the one that your other colleagues ask to go find him to pull him out of his work.

Anytime he discovers something new, you’re the first person he turns to. You always listen to him attentively. He does the same in return whenever you get in a rambling mood, especially when you’re caring for your or his Pokemon and talk about some fun facts about little quirks or things that the Pokemon like. 

Whenever he catches you battling for any reason, whether you’re helping him with his research or you’re both simply out and about, he’s always in awe at your strength. 

The second that you turn around to return back to him, he’s staring at you with such a tender look on his face. “That’s my boyfriend!” He praises, eyes closing as he smiles at you. Your strength and Pokemon is a wonder and he will never get tired of watching you.

[bellafragolina]

Romantic headcanons for Hassel, Clavell, and Jacq pls? <3

Sure!! Happily!

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Hassel:

Hassel is the definition of sappy when it comes to you. He’s just so overjoyed that he gets to be a part of your life, to be able to hold you and kiss you and love you so much. You support his dreams and you love him as he is, not because of his standing in his family or his position on the Elite Four. Hassel is down bad for you, and he’s not afraid to show it

He has many photos of you both at his desk in the teacher’s lounge and in his classroom. Those in his classroom are drawings he’s done, ones the kids as about. Hassel happily rambles to them about you, so much so that sometimes kids ask about your during class to sidetrack him. It’s well and good until he gets teary over how much you’ve made him feel loved, and then everyone has to soothe a blubbering Hassel.

Hassel loves taking you out. You two travel Paldea, with Hassel showing off the beautiful sights and taking you to all the restaurants. If there’s live music playing, he’ll dance you around. It’s nothing too intense or fast, but you both have fun swinging and swaying to the music. Some of Hassel’s favorite memories are of you laughing as he dips you down to pepper you in kisses

His passion is music, on top of just art. He’ll write little songs or melodies for you on guitar or piano, and serenade you at home. It’s very romantic, but if you tear up, he will as well. If you want, he’ll teach you how to play, sitting close and guiding your fingers over keys and strings alike. Should you flip the script and play him a little song you wrote for him, he’ll sob into the kisses he smothers you in. He’s just so in love, and so so sappy about you

Clavell:

Clavell is a gentleman, a little old fashioned, but oh so sweet. He always is doing little things that makes your day brighter. He kisses your hand when you meet or depart, he offers his arm for you to hold while you both walk down the street, he pulls chairs out for you, and everything you can think of. You almost feel like you're part of those old romance movies, and it makes you swoon a little bit

Clavell enjoys more peaceful dates with you. Candlelit dinners, walks in the park, days at museums or the aquarium, or spending time at home with a movie, maybe a bit of slow dancing to the music on his record player. It's so very romantic, but Clavell is open to more active dates, if that's what you want. He enjoys your trips to sports games, or to hike amongst nature, so long as you take it slow.

He's easy to fluster. Clavell isn't used to PDA, and it never crosses his mind much when he first starts dating you. Sure, you hold his hand or his arm, but he offers them to you. Kisses on the cheek? You leaning on him, head on his shoulder? Hugging him from behind? He blushes every time, eyes wide. He likes it, don't worry. He's just not used to it yet.

At school, he doesn't talk about his own personal life much, preferring to focus more on the students. However, if asked, he'll discuss you, how he admires your confidence and strength, and such. He's not as prone to rambling, sadly, but curious kids can draw all sorts of things out of him, such as your hobbies and interests and all that. You visit, only to find a handful of students know you?? Clavell blushes when you bring it up, embarrassed to be caught gushing about you to the kids

Jacq:

Jacq is a silly boyfriend. He's always doing experiments and research, so he'll talking about them a lot. They're really interesting, if you have an interest in Pokémon biology. If you don't, his rambling helps lull you to sleep, since his voice is lower and calming when he talks. He's put several students to sleep before, so he doesn't mind you sleeping. He's touched you like his voice that much

He's a bit of a workaholic, so you'll have to drag him from his research. Luckily, it's not that hard to convince him to take a break. A few kisses and he's following you like a little puppy. Try not to use your powers for evil, however. The director isn't pleased if Jacq falls behind on his grading or anything, and Jacq will overwork to make it up to him, so be careful

Dates with him often turn into little fieldwork excursions. Jacq will pull you towards wild Pokémon and show off how his app works. It's often good for training your Pokémon, since Jacq gets information whether you battle or catch it. He's your personal cheerleader, clapping and shouting out encouragement as you battle. Every win earns you a kiss to the cheek, and Jacq carries lots of healing items for your team, berries too, as thanks

Some of Jacq's favorite moments are when you two are home, snuggled together on the couch or in bed. He's a big fan of physical affection, and wants you laying on top of him, or him on top of you. Whatever gives him the most skin to skin contact. It's very cute, until he gets withdrawal symptoms at work and a student, or Arceus forbid, Clavell walks in on you both in his chair, melded together in a mess of limbs and kisses

🍓🍓🍓

we love men

i love these men

<3

~Renee

[pokenimagines]

Hi can I please have the Sfw prompt “You look cute when you’re mad at me.” With Jacq

Event Information | Prompts List 

SFW Jacq: Mad Cute

You swore that Jacq had the patience of an absolute saint. It came with the territory of being a school teacher, you supposed. Still, even certain things would get under his skin; lyou teasing him endlessly about him mispronouncing something. He could handle a bit of teasing, but you were doing it for well over an hour and was wearing him down...which was exactly what you wanted.

He had a pout on his lips as he tried to brush you off, but you couldn't help it, "You look cute when you're mad at me." You teased him some more, making him pause. He had a light dusting of red covering his cheeks.

"I am not mad." He said, keeping his calm. Still, you could see the frustration.

"Aha, and the sun is brown." You said, walking over and sitting on top of his desk. Classes had been long released, which was your favorite time to hang out with him, "I like it when you're pouting as well." You were probably the biggest bully at the school when it came to this man. You just couldn't help it. He looked like a little Fidough who was trying to appear tough. He grumbled something, making you swing your legs before jumping off. You walked over and pulled down on his lab coat.

Your lips met his briefly before you pulled back, "Can't wait to see those expressions more often. Until next time, Jacq."

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[triniteevee]

Power Couple

(jacq x reader | part i of ii in a series)

Look, it’s not their fault. First off, who wants to listen to their professor actually teach a class? Second, who doesn’t want to hear their professor talk about their romantic life?

or the story of how Jacq met his partner

Everyone loves Jacq. That’s just the way things are. Is the sky blue? Are the steps leading up to the Academy the worst? Is Clive having a mid life crisis? Yes. Yes. And yes.

All those above are facts.

Yes, Jacq could be a bit of an airhead for someone whose work could only be described as pure genius. Not to mention, he has a tendency to go off on a tangent. Occasionally peppering in unrelated questions in his exams has gotten him into trouble repeatedly. Despite his attractive frame, he tends to slouch. He wears silly hexagon glasses and slides for Arceus’ sake. Yet, the fact of the matter is — everyone loves Jacq.

The only person to come close to the pedestal in which Jacq unknowingly sits is his partner.

Now, nobody in the academy has actually ever met this mystery person, but by the stories shared by the young professor, anyone could surmise what an equally delightful person they are.

“Sorry for the wait.” Jacq nervously pops his head from outside the classroom, prompting a round of laughs from his students.

‘Oh, classic Jacq,’ everyone thinks, once again charmed by the man.

“What is it this time, professor?”

“Ah,” he muses, right before a bashful smile forms on his face. “I was just a little caught up with talking to my partner.” He scratches the back of his head. “Lost track of time, then whoops. Uh-oh, I’m late for class. Time flies and all that.”

The class lets out a collective dreamy sigh at his words.

Always wanting to waste time, and hear more of their beloved professor’s beloved, a student asks, “What were you talking about?”

A bright smile lights up Jacq’s face, and soon enough words leave him before he can think to jump into today’s lesson. “They’re at Kalos at the moment, but they’re hoping to make a pit stop here at Paldea if you can believe it.” His voice doesn’t have the usual excitement to it, but the underlying coyness is there. “I’ve asked them if they would want to see the academy, and they immediately said yes. Truthfully, I’ve told them many stories about all of you and they’re keen to meet you.”

Everyone reels.

The thought process goes like this. ‘They’re so close by!’ to ‘They’re coming here???!’ to ‘Aw, he talks to them about us?’ and back to ‘They’re coming here???!’

Ignorant of his students’ inner musings, the professor carries on, “I imagine you’re excited to meet them, yes?”

Well, duh.

He grins at the eerily synchronized slow nods from the baffled students.

“Which is why I’ll be requesting permission from the Director to let them give a special lecture.”

Excited cheers erupt in the classroom.

After a beat, Nemona realizes something. “Did you ever tell us what your partner’s field of study was?”

Jacq’s eyes widen a tiny bit, but his glasses make the sight more comical than it should be. “Oh my. I could’ve sworn I mentioned it when you asked me how we met?”

Once again in unison, the class shakes their heads.

“Well, as you know, we met when I travelled to Galar for an exchange study program. They came to my rescue when I was stopped by airport security for having a Tinkaton in my party.”

A few snickers scatter amongst his students. He pauses to give them an exasperated smile. This is the part of the story that took his class 30 minutes to calm down the first time they heard it.

“They were leaving Galar just as I was coming in, and switched an empty pokéball for Tinkaton’s. They took the blame, and claimed Tinkaton was theirs and part of their highly important and classified research under Professor Oak. As soon as his name was dropped, security started tripping over their feet apologizing.”

Understandably. Being associated with the Professor Oak just further cemented Jacq’s partner as so cool in the students’ eyes. Their quick thinking as well, in comparison to Jacq’s own occasional absent-mindedness, further earned his students’ favor.

“Turns out they really did have a highly important and classified — at least at the time — research under Professor Oak. Right now, it’s widely known that their team is creating the most comprehensive Pokédex there is. They’re specifically tasked with regional types, and alternate forms.”

A breathless “wow,” leaves Nemona’s lips. The student beside her mutters, “right?”

“Now, does that answer your question? Perhaps we should move onto today’s topic?”

Someone from the back of the class shouts, “Finish the story!”

Another student echoes the sentiment, “We always love hearing it!”

Jacq sighs, but he knows he’ll cave. He can never say no to his students, and he’s always happy to speak about you to anyone who would listen.

“I was staring at them in awe even as they were being whisked away to board their plane. A few seconds after I watched them walk away, I realize they still have my pokémon. I was tired, hungry, and quite frankly just wanted to get out of there, but I stood still, shocked. Eventually, I hear something roll on the ground.”

His students are on the edge of their seats now, despite hearing this story before.

“I had dropped the pokéball they switched in. I heard a sort of rattling noise as I picked it up. Folded in, and tucked safely was a paper with their name and number hastily written. I immediately sent them a text to thank them. Before their flight took off, I got a single message back, ‘what were u thinking >:(‘

A fond laugh leaves Jacq’s lips at the memory.

“Safe in the knowledge that Tinkaton was not pokénapped, I made my way to Hammerlocke to settle in. About half a day later, they respond to my string of apologies with, ‘ok.’

The class laughs at that. “Mood.”

“To ease my worries, they sent me daily pictures of Tinkaton. Eating delicious poffins, battling their own pokémon, shining its hammer. They didn’t say much, but I didn’t mind. I, however, said a lot. Thankfully, they didn’t mind either.”

A chorus of aww’s once again flooded the room.

“At the end of the semester, I had mentioned I’d be leaving Galar, and could safely take in Tinkaton once more. As though through lady luck herself, both our next stops were Alola. My palms were sweaty the entire time I waited for them at Heahea.”

The students practically had wistful looks at this point.

“When our eyes met, I was once again stunned speechless by their presence. It was like everything was running in slow motion. I was nervous to approach them, but they spoke to me like they knew me very well. Which, based on how much I talked in our messages, was fair.”

He lets out a self-deprecating laugh, accompanied with an almost hopeless look in his eyes.

“It didn’t matter because they had plenty to say, and were more than happy to fill in the silence. Most of which were data gathered about my Tinkaton. Boy, I tell you, it felt like my heart was about to leap out my chest. They took it in stride. If they noticed my nerves, they were gracious enough not to mention it.”

“Here it comes,” Nemona whispers excitedly, only to be shh’ed by the rest of the class.

“They hand me a binder chockfull of information about my Tinkaton, as well as virtually every important entry about the species published in pokédexes the last two hundred years. Apparently, they did this in their spare time because they didn’t want to show up empty handed.”

“I’m simply more than grateful they saved my behind when they had nothing to gain from it. Now, I’m floundering for a response, but they seem to have mistaken it for haughtiness. They mention something along the lines of having the data too heavy and messy for it to be a message or an email. That was when I had an epiphany. What if it could’ve been an email? Rather, something you can open just as easily on your phone?”

“I combee-lined it out of there, and took my laptop to the nearest café to draw a proposal and write its initial code. Right when I was stuck on giving the project a name, down slams the binder. When I look up, there they were sipping on an iced tea. They looked cool as a cucumber, but the aura was wildly menacing.”

“They whisper, ‘I remember thinking you never shut up, but now you’re pretty good at it. Why is that?’”

Half the class is actually mouthing the words.

“I was still too flustered to speak to them. In lieu of answering their question, I took out my phone. I still remember how the look in their eyes shifted to something softer and kinder when they read my text message. im shy :(‘

“They laughed, pulled out the other chair, and we continued conversing that way for the rest of the day. Some patrons stared when they saw this impressive looking trainer speak to dorky ol’ me typing his answers away on his phone. Before we left the café, I logged back onto my laptop and named the pokédex app’s initial code after them.”

Someone in the classroom starts shedding tears at that last bit.

“Everyday I was in Alola, we met up to talk about anything. At first, it was just pokémon, and our respective research, but halfway through we spoke about ourselves, our favorite movies, childhood aspirations, stuff like that.”

“Eventually, I did have to actually go back to my university. While they were in Alola for official business, I really just wanted to meet up with this person instead of having them send back Tinkaton through the PC. I gave them back their pokéball which was such a small thing, really the bare minimum, compared to all the great things that happened to me because of them. They saved my behind, took care of my pokémon, and gave me the idea that changed my life forever.”

The deep smitten sigh is an obvious indication that they have reached The End of the story, but everyone is far too pleased with the sweetness of it all to care. It looks as though the professor has to settle down from telling the story. A lovestruck look is fixed firmly on Jacq’s face, which his students coo at.

Nemona, with a teasing glint in her eye, prods, “And…?”

Like he’s snapped out of a trance, Jacq asks, “And what?”

“You know…..”

He offers a kind smile, but tilts his head in question. “I know what?”

The student grumbles, and exasperatedly explains, “Yes. Yay for you. No lawsuits for bringing an invasive species to Galar. Having your precious pokémon taken care of when you weren’t able to. Developing the friggin’ Pokédex app!” She pauses to catch her breath, and the professor can only watch, slightly terrified. “But also! Like? Hello? What about finding the love of your life?! Shouldn’t that be part of the things you mentioned just now? Things you’re grateful to your partner for???”

The rest of the class mumble some sort of agreement to her statement.

Now, Jacq was just confused.

“Where in the story did I mention meeting the love of my life?”

The worst part is he is completely clueless.

Half the class looks heartbroken, the other is horrified.

Both reactions are understandable.

[mentalbreakdowngobrrrrr]

Reckless

Jaqc x reader

(Y/n) is a champion ranked trainer who bites of a little more than they can chew when challenging a 6 star Tera raid

(Y/n) is a young adult, close to Jacq’s age

You had just finished a 4 star Tera raid and were looking at the exp candy you received from beating the pokemon. Being a champion ranked trainer, the raid was no problem to you and you wiped the floor with the unsuspecting Bronzong. 

Just as you were preparing to head off to another raid you were stopped by your rotom phone.

Ro-to-to-to

“This is (y/n), what’s up?” 

“Glad I reached you. Thank you for all your work within the Tera dens. We have seen unusual black crystals popping up around the map. We have reason to beleive these are incredibly strong Tera pokemon. Do not under any circumstances engage with these dens.” The charming voice of Jacq rang through your phone. 

You rolled your eyes 

“But imagine all the rewards I could get! Plus don’t you want the data?” 

“Not at the risk of your health. I’m serious (y/n). Do. Not. Engage.” The man’s voice dropped and you could imagine his face.

“I make absolutely no promises.” 

“(y/n). I swear to Arceus if you challenge those raids-”

“Don’t worry about me Jaqc. I defeated AI Sada, a pokemon den won’t take me down.”

“Do. Not. Engage.”

“Yeah, yeah whatever. I get it.”

“Promise me you will not challenge the dens. I can’t risk you getting hurt.”

“It was nice talking to you Jacq. Bye!”

“Wait no-” You hung up the phone with a sigh. You understand his worry but you have been training for such a long time. You wiped the floor with Geeta and Nemona. What could a den do to you.

Pulling up your map you located one of the black crystals. It showed itself as a water type, meaning you would have the type advantage with your Meowscarada.

“Alright lil dude. You ready to challenge this den?” You looked down at your partner pokemon. The green cat let out an enthusiastic cry. “Me too buddy. Let’s go.”

You summoned Koraidon and hopped on the pokemon’s back as you made your way to the location of the Tera raid.

Upon arriving you saw that the pokemon was a Talonflame. Which you coincidentally didn’t have in your dex yet. “This is perfect! Not only can we get some great rewards, I can fill my dex!”

Approaching the den you took a deep breath and stepped in.

The Talonflame cried out as you stepped in and you engaged in a battle.

Despite having the type advantage, you were barely making a dent against the pokemon’s  health. It also didn’t help that you couldn’t find anyone to help you with said raid.

Even after Terastallizing your pokemon, you were barely able to get the Talonflame down to half health. 

“Ahaha, I’m in danger.” You mumbled as your partner pokemon was knocked out for the 3rd time. The enraged bird turned it’s attention onto you. All you could see was a blast of fire coming straight towards your face before you blacked out.

Jacq’s Pov

I was approaching the black crystal with the intent to hopefully get more information on it without having to fight it. 

However I stopped in my tracks when I saw a familiar looking green cat. There was only one trainer I knew with a Meowscarada. “(Y/n)’s Meowscarada?” I approached the cat pokemon and watched as it turned towards me.

The pokemon let out a cry before rushing forward and grabbing the sleeve of my jacket, pulling me into the den. “Wait! I don’t have any of my strong pokemon on me! I can’t fight this!” However the weed cat’s grip was strong and I was unable to break free. 

The cat continued to drag me into the depth of the den where I froze upon seeing a familiar figure strewn across the ground, their clothing burned and torn.

“(Y/N)!” Sprinting towards the fallen trainer, I looked over their body.

They were littered with intense burns, almost looking like 3rd degree burns. “Hold on, I’m going to get you out of here.” However, Jacq did not have the most muscle and he struggled to lift up the fallen trainer. “Jeez, hang in there.” 

I used my rotom phone to dial up Nurse Miriam.  

“Hello?”

“Miriam! I found (y/n) in a tera den passed out. they have burns all over their body and are barely breathing.”

“Oh no, I’ll send a flying taxi your way and alert Clavell of what happened. I will be ready for them as soon as you arrive.” The nurse was clearly panicked.

“Hurry!” I hung up the phone and set the trainer down gently. “(y/n), love you’ve got to hang in there. I can’t loose you, I care about you too much.” I held the trainers limp hand, bringing it to my lips and placing a brief kiss on it.

A flying taxi arrived and I picked up the trainer, hopping into the cart.

Arriving to the academy I was immediately greeted with Miriam rushing out and taking the trainer from me “This is worse than I thought.” She mumbled before rushing off to the nurses office.

I looked over to the green pokemon who was pacing back and forth in a daze. “They’ll be okay buddy. They have to be. They’re too stubborn to go down without a fight.” The pokemon looked up to me with teary eyes. “I’m worried too bud. But they’re in good hands now.”

The director stormed out of the academy doors. “Jacq! What happened?” I explained the situation to Clavell, Meowscarada nodding along. 

A few weeks later and (y/n) was still in a coma. Plenty on people were stressing, after all, how strong could a pokemon be if it was able to take down one of the regions strongest trainers?

Jaqc sat next to the bed with the green cat curled up at his side. “(y/n), please wake up soon. It’s been weeks. Everyone is worried and Meowscarada is lonely. I miss you so much. I miss your teasing, your laughs, your 2 am phone calls. I guess I never knew how much I needed you until I went without you. I love you more than you could ever know.”

As if the man’s words were magic, the trainer began to stir. 

(y/n)’s pov

You slowly opened your eyes to come face to face with the white ceiling of the nurse’s office. 

“Ugh, what happened?” You rubbed your head which felt like it was being split in half.

“(Y/N)!” You turned to the voice beside you only to see the biology teacher throw himself at you. He wrapped his arms around you in a bone crushing hug. “I thought I lost you. Do you know how scared we all were? Do you know how stupid that was? I told you to not engage in the den but you’re too stubborn to listen to me. We almost lost you. I almost lost you. I don’t think I could live without you (y/n). I love you too much to live without you. You’re so stupid. I was so worried. Clavell flipped his shit. Rika almost killed me. Don’t you ever do that again, you hear? I’m so glad you’re okay.”

“Damn Jaqc, you’re kinda crushing me. I guess you’re right, that was pretty stupid of me. I promise I won’t do it again. Hold up did you say you loved me?” 

“I suppose I did.” You watched as a pink hue crossed the man’s cheeks. “It just sort of slipped out, you probably don’t like me back. feel free to ignore it.”

“You idiot. Of course I like you back.”

“Huh?”

“Dude I’ve been down bad for you since I first met you. The only reason I want to complete the pokedex is to impress you.”

“Sappy stuff aside, never do that again.” Jacq scolded you.

“Yeah yeah, whatever, just come kiss me better you goof.”

[luxrayblues]

Your heart skipped a beat. His cool fingers hooked into your warm ones, making you clam up. It was as if you had been hit with spark, paralyzed.

Professor Jacq X Reader - Tangled (SFW)

You had been out with him a few times, mostly to the coffee shop in town or to have crepes. They had become a favorite of yours since that had been the first place you'd gone with him after meeting. You couldn't admit that though so he probably thought you had an unhealthy obsession with the things when in fact, you had an unhealthy obsession with him.

He was constantly surprised that you continued to have anything to do with him. Not only was he a disheveled mess, but he was always, always late. Always. Somehow you found it charming, though. No matter how hard he tried there was always something. Today was no different, but you waited patiently for him to come tearing out of the school and down to the top of the steps. Your usual meeting place when you were going into town. He was messy as ever and, try as you might, you could not help the blush that came to your cheeks even now after you had seen each other daily for a month. You smile in unison with him. The man scratching the back of his head and managing to ruffle his hair even more than it already had been. "So I thought we could try somewhere new today?" You suggest, letting your rotomphone flit back into your pocket and watching as he lights up. He was a creature of habit, but he did love to experience new things. He nodded happily. "Yes, absolutely!" He chuckles and glances down at you, his eyes happy arches. Pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose, he motions for you to lead the way although he stays right by your side as you descend the unnecessarily huge staircase. You notice him getting distracted by a few bird-pokemon flying through the air above and make an effort to watch for any uneven steps to try and keep your friend from taking an awful tumble. "How were classes this week, Y/N?" Finally Jacq looks down, though it's at you instead of watching where he was walking. That goofy smile of his intoxicating, hitting you right in the chest. "Oh it was great, actually. I finally remember a lot of the students names and I think they might really like me!" You had been at the school subbing for a teacher on leave for a little over a month now and had finally found your footing. The way he looks at you for just a second is incredible. He was surprised that you didn't think they liked you. He had heard over and over how great you were from his students and he had even sat in on one of your lectures before. Though instead of laying all of that out, he blushes and smiles, getting lost in that cute expression of yours. "That's great! You're doing wonderful!" It sends a warm feeling up your spine that makes you inexplicably shiver despite the perfect temperature outside. You were too distracted by his approval making your heart soar that you didn't notice him moving his hand closer to yours until his pinky and ring finger hook into yours. His fingertips were a bit cold, but they would warm quickly pressed into your soft palm. You open your mouth as if to say something, staring up at him with big, doe-y eyes. "What is it? Is there something on my face?" The oblivious professor asks with that signature goofy smile of his, chuckling as you head down into the town. He was going to be the end of you and your poor, tamato berry-red face.

[blueberry-lavender]

Jacq x Reader HCs

Reader here is 18+, and NO SPOILERS

⚗This man.

⚗IS SO SWEET AKGHISK

⚗He will always light up when he sees you.

⚗Like he'll be tired after a long day of work, and then you just pop in his office and that soft smile will pop up on his face

⚗Loves to hug you

⚗Especially as a surprise whenever you're doing something

⚗Chopping veggies? Hug. Reading? Hug. Going through the Pokemon you have yet to catch? Even bigger hug bc it makes him happy

⚗He'll make breakfast in bed for you and bring it on a little tray

⚗Forehead kisses if you're shorter than him

⚗And side neck kisses if you're taller

⚗Also jawline

⚗Compliments you day and night

⚗Will go to the ends of the earth to see you laugh and be happy

⚗Please, just run up to him and give him a hug

⚗He'll probably give you a kiss on the top of your head in return

[r0-boat]

OK. OK. OK. HEAR ME OUT- BULL JACQ!! PLEASE I NEED THIS!

YA BOI HERE TO BRING THE GOOD SHIT

Bull! Jacq General headcanons

Docile and sweet his gentle smile warms the hearts of even the most violent of your hybrids, no one messes with him. Because they just feel bad he's not really doing anything.

Jacq seems so innocent that the Bulls don't even perceive him as a threat when he speaks to the farm hand even though he too has a crush on them. He treats you like a high school boy in love. His eyes widen when someone mentions your name, his eyes darting around, his ears perked. He speaks so softly when you're around, eager to show you a new little critter he had found holding it gently in his hands. His eyes linger a little too long, and when you catch his gaze, his head darts away, all flustered.

Jacq is even oblivious to his own affection toward you. Jacq's affection and attraction to you is more innocent than the other Bulls on the farm. He can't even think about doing anything other than hold you close with you without his face turning bright red and his heart beating out of his chest. But for some reason he can't get it through his airheaded skull that it's because he loves you he always use the excuse. " it's because we are friends and friends can't do that to each other." ok Jacq.

Him, Maxie and Colress are the smartest Bulls on the farm they all get together in the same day in the same time every week to talk about their findings. Secretly watching you taking notes, eager to learn more about humans. They do the same to Holt wanting to learn more about werewolves as well. They think Holt's possessiveness over you is interesting. Unlike Colress who is not opposed to testing just how possessive Holt could be. Jacq knows full well Holt's greedy, unhealthy and abusive tendencies is over you. Jacq tries to hide you and or lie to the farmer when he's looking for you. Holt, who is none the wiser since Jacq is one of the more loyal bulls, he trusts him more.

Jacq even though he's not that strong he's still so afraid to hurt he so hesitant to put his hand on you, and when he does touch you, he's so gentle. His curiosity with humans leads his hands to roam gently caressing your sleeping face too putting his palm flat against yours. But for some reason it doesn't feel like it's enough he needs to be closer he needs to know more.

Your happiness is everything to him. If you have a crush on somebody, no matter how much it would hurt, he will try to ignore the pain and help you get with them. He's so oblivious he probably wouldn't even know why he's hurting when he sees you with your crush.

[writingrenna]

"Learn to Love" (Pt. 1)

Jacq x GN!Reader

You finally catch the Capsakid that likes to bully you, but he doesn't listen, so you go to the world-renowned Jacq for some advice.

Also, you're also a shy nerd that draws in your free time so THIS IS THE FIRST FANFIC WITH ART ACCOMPANYING IT BAYBEEEEE--

If the lore seems fake, it's because it sorta is, but it's based on actual lore, if that makes sense?? I'm pretending the games aren't games basically, I'd S C R E A M if someone said my dog was on "Level 5", lmao

Tone/Ending: Frustrating, Hopeful

Warnings (for the whole fic): It's implied Capsakid directly attacked you before this, then he bullies you for a while, causing you to get frustrated by him and your lack of progress for a bit. You also risk your life and get really depressed at one point. You cry during the first half-ish, a bit more than intended

Word Count: 5,000-ish?

_\V/_

You're running down the hallway, hands behind your back, not caring about the eyes on you as you do so. You had an important question to ask the resident biology teacher about a little... situation of yours. It was the first day of summer classes, which you had enrolled in at basically the very last second in a desperate bid to solve your problem.

You make it to the door, classroom 1-A. You don't even bother knocking, striding right into your homeroom class 45 minutes early so you'd have a better chance at talking one-on-one.

"Mr. Jacq!"

The man chokes on his coffee, having been startled by your abrupt entrance.

"Eh-" he coughs, putting the coffee mug down and hitting his chest. You give him a moment, adrenaline flushing out your body as his reaction grounds you.

"...sorry..." you say rather meekly.

He makes a flapping gesture with his hand to dissuade you.

"Nono, not to worry, I-"

He clears his throat one last time.

"...just..." He coughs, getting the last bit of spluttering out of his system. "...wasn't expecting anyone yet..."

He sits up, looking at you.

"You are..." He squints and says the first name on his mind, and you nod, confirming it. He seems relieved to have remembered your name and face from orientation.

"So! How may I assist you this fine morning?"

You're suddenly nervous for some reason. You almost forgot why you came in with such a fiery passion, but then-

"Oh, right! I caught my first ever Pokémon two months ago. Problem is-- it's kind of a jerk."

He snorts.

"Oh really?"

"Yeah! Look at this thing!"

You pull your arm from behind your back before he could really respond, showing him a Capsakid silently staring out into space. At first, neither of you say a word, but after a few moments, Jacq gets curious.

"Wh-why is it like this? Did something happen?"

"No? It's just been like this lately. I don't know if this is better or worse than what it was like before, though."

He looks up at you.

"What was it like before?"

You grumble, remembering the start of your rivalry.

"Well, before, whenever I left the city to go towards Porto Marinada, it'd run up and attack me! Now, it doesn't really attack me anymore, it just doesn't listen..."

Jacq nods, looking the little bud directly in the eyes. Capsakid seemed to be staring right through him as if in deep thought, not making a peep. It takes him a moment, but he realizes something.

"Wait, you caught it near Cascarrafa, right? In the Asado Desert?"

"Yeah?"

"Aaand this is your very first Pokémon, right?"

"...yeah?"

He looks away from you, unsure of how to say this.

"Well, uh..."

He looks up to meet your eyes.

"...I... I don't think it respects you yet."

"WHAT!?" You reel back, Capsakid still in-hand.

He winces.

"I'm sorry. You need to get a bit more experienced first, maybe train up a weaker Pokémon or two so it can watch you get better? Pokémon in that area are fairly strong, they need the right kind of trainer to tame them. It'll be harder for beginners to get through to them."

He waits for your response. You haven't made a move yet, still holding Capsakid, who looks to be falling asleep. You grunt, shaking your head a bit before finally saying something.

"Ugh, fine.

He smiles. Meekly, but he still smiles.

"Great! I'm rooting for you, I hope to see you two getting along this semester..."

You nod, defeated, walking out of class, Capsakid still in-hand.

_\V/_

It was lunch time. You made your way outside, placing the Capsakid down in the grass, where it immediately started running around. You were sitting in the shade so it could refuel in the sunshine as you ate. You pull out an apple slice.

"Hey, Kid!"

The Capsakid continues to spin around, as if it didn't hear you. You know it did, however, as it quite obviously smirked when it noticed you. You grumble.

"Hey, your loss!"

It continues to bask in the sun as you angrily munch on your sandwich, glaring at it.

You don't notice the pair of eyes on you.

"Hello, hello, there!"

You turn to the man, who looked to feel bad about your predicament.

"Hm?"

He walks over to you, looking at Capsakid.

"Looks like it's enjoying itself..." he comments absent-mindedly.

You nod.

"I guess so..."

He looks down at you, then back up at Capsakid.

"Hey, if you want to feed it, do this."

He gets a Poké Block out of a little container in his pocket before holding it up.

"Hey, Capsakid!"

It stops, turning toward him.

"This is for you, eat it when you want to, okay?"

He places it a little ways away from you on a napkin. Capsakid watches his every move before looking up at him... and then going right back to running around.

"See??"

"Nono, that was the point. It'll come to you when it's ready, and it will most likely keep its distance. Buuut, it'll still eat if it's hungry, and probably even appreciate you letting it have its space."

You look at Jacq, before looking over at Capsakid, who doesn't look to be done quite yet. You decide to trust his word, though.

"...okay..."

He grins.

"There ya go, patience is key here. I know you'll do great."

You can't help but doubt him, but you take what he says to heart.

_\V/_

Classes were over, and you were at the library. Capsakid was watching you read a book on Pokémon obedience. Sighing, you look over to it, and it looks at you... and smirks. You grumble.

"Yeah, I don't think this book will work for you, you're a strange one for sure..."

It just giggles at you. It was melodic, even vaguely familiar, but you were too preoccupied by its audacity to think about it. You snap the book closed, causing it to jump a little.

"A'ight! I think it's about time we head to our dorms."

You get up, making your way over to the shelf you got the book from. Capsakid watches you again as you struggle to push the row of books back to slide it in. You grunt, but you manage, sighing and turning to the juvenile (and you do mean juvenile) spicy pepper.

"Ya ready?"

It blinks, not giving an answer. You simply walk over and grab him, but not before thinking of something.

"...y'know, the school store might have something that can help us."

Capsakid tilts its head as you commit to this little change of course.

_\V/_

"MR. JAAAAACQ!!"

You run into the biology room, catching him off-guard as he was studying the terrarium he kept at the back of the classroom.

"Wha-"

"It's doing it again!"

You hold Capsakid out to him, who was staring out into space like that first morning before classes started. Jacq looks at it.

"...uh-huh... what did you do right before this started?"

"I-I dunno! We were watching a movie in my dorm, and it wasn't paying attention because it was eating a snack! I thou-"

"A snack," he mumbles to himself. You pause your explanation, looking at him. He continues, turning to you.

"What was it?"

"A Poké Bean?"

His eyes light up.

"OHHHHH! That explains it."

"Huh?" You don't know what he means.

"You gave it a bean, those usually endear people to Pokémon because they start to associate you with the good feelings they get while eating them. But with you, it feels conflicted, since it still doesn't respect you..."

You take in his answer... and it makes sense.

"Oh. So he just feels neutral instead of actually liking me more."

"Correct."

He looks at your defeated expression and solemnly smiles.

"I take it Capsakid ate a bean before you came in on the first day, too?"

You nod once. He huffs a little. Capsakid is just lazily relaxing in your hands, so he decides to do a little test.

"Hold it up to your face?"

"Eh? Okay..."

You do as you're told, holding Capsakid up and turning it around to look at your face. Jacq walks behind you to see it staring directly into your eyes, neutrality evident.

"Ah, yeah, see? It needs consistency. It wants to listen, it knows you're trying, but you don't have a commanding enough presence yet. It can tell you're unsure of yourself, but it still sees you, see?"

"It... sees me?" You move it to the side a little. It turns its head to keep staring at you, eyes widening a little. You aren't sure what this means.

"What do you mean?"

"Heh, it's easier to notice as you get to know it, but it sees who you are, and it wants to trust you enough to let you command it, but it needs to see that you know what you're dealing with."

You nod. You think you get it. Just get strong and keep being nice. You can do this, even though you've never trained a Pokémon before. You didn't even really help in training your mom's Dachsbun when you were growing up, but you'll still try.

You nod.

"Okay, I'll do my best."

He beams at you.

"Nice! I'm glad you're sticking by its side, even if it's a little f-frustrating..."

You nod at this, idly staring at the Pokémon in your hands. Guess this is it, no turning back now, lest you end up enrolled for absolutely no reason.

_\V/_

It's the end of Jacq's class. He had asked you to stay behind for a little bit, so here you were, poking Capsakid with the eraser side of your pencil to keep it from tearing your notes out. Jacq comes over, pulling a stool up on the other side of the table to study it.

"So, how have things been going?"

"Bad." Is all you say, keeping your eye on your little troublemaker.

He hums in response, looking at it too. He shoots it a stern yet gentle glare, so it plops down on the table, looking out at the posters near the door to seem occupied.

"Well, it's obvious it still causes mischief, but perhaps it's just in its nature," he adds while getting a good look at it. Getting a better, calm look is making him notice things about Capsakid he didn't before, but he can't be sure without a more thorough analysis.

Capsakid grunts, or at least, you think it does, as Jacq gently puts a finger on its head to see how it reacts. It's still able to move, so it turns its head to get a look at him, a surprised expression on its face. It intimidates you, seeing Jacq so effortlessly calm it down just by being there. Perhaps Capsakid can sense his strength? His ability to tame?

You hum, deep in thought, looking down at the table. You needed a game-plan, because it's quite obvious it won't trust your abilities more in any way but to show it how commanding you can be.

After a bit of silence (which you thankfully don't notice), you sit up.

"Jacq?"

You notice him quickly looking down when you bring your attention back to him, Capsakid looking at him curiously.

"Yes?"

"I think... I'm gonna go out for a few days, catch a weak Pokémon and start from the beginning. Have it watch me, even."

He nods, keeping his eyes trained on the tiny pepper.

"Sounds like a plan. Maybe this is the thing it needs to trust you."

You huff a little and simply say "Hopefully..."

_\V/_

"CAPSAKID, USE HEADBUTT!"

The little green baby, bless its heart, actually listened... until it decided to run away from the Pawmi about halfway there.

"WHAT THE-"

Capsakid runs before unceremoniously falling on its face. You stare for a second, not sure if you should go over and help when it sits its head up.

"...you good?"

It stands up on its own before running toward you. You don't move, watching it to see what it does. It just looks up at you.

"...um..."

The Pawmi isn't quite sure what to make of the situation, looking over at the little group of Pawmi she was once apart of before quickly turning back towards you two, still on-edge.

You grunt.

"Ok, use Headbutt!"

The Capsakid aims for Pawmi... before using Bullet Seed, the same attack it used on you whenever you entered the desert back home. Pawmi actually takes quite a thrashing, but it holds it together, shaking off the move and avoiding the next onslaught the best is can despite being fairly inexperienced. You take this moment of weakness as your chance to catch it, throwing the Pokéball at the creature and watching it shake... shake... shake... until...

She escapes?

"Oh no!"

Pawmi lets out a mighty cry before running over, using Thunder Shock on your partner. Capsakid tanks the hit with ease despite being quite a bit smaller than it... actually, why is it so small? They're usually about the same height...

You make a mental note to ask Jacq about that later.

"Capsakid, use..."

You get an idea.

"...Zen Headbutt?"

Capsakid perks up in recognition before simply swaying a little, closing its eyes and yawning.

Right, it seems to know Zen Headbutt. You had read somewhere that the Capsakid that live around the area you met may know that one.

You grunt, readying a Pokéball.

"Capsakid, use... um..."

Your hesitation makes Capsakid emit that same melodic little giggle. A villain in the making, really. You growl, trembling, looking up to yell out into the sky before turning your attention to Capsakid. Your shadow looms over the creature, words forceful and eyes showing a fury it hadn't seen before.

"CAPSAKID, USE BULLET SEED!"

It flinches instead, which causes you loosen your stance as the Pawmi uses this opportunity to Scratch it, quite badly, actually. You jump back, yelping in surprise and worry, but it shakes it off and throws a quick yet intense Bullet Seed her way, which seems to do the trick. You throw the Pokéball, and finally, you catch your second Pokémon.

"All right! Now we're moving!"

Capsakid turns around, staring up at you.

"Hey, you did great, Kid! C'mon, let's go back. It's getting dark, and you need a recharge."

You recall it before running to a Poké Center to heal your team members.

_\V/_

You run back to the academy, excited to settle in and start your new life tomorrow, a life with a new friend, and a life where Capsakid might actually listen to you.

You knock on Jacq's door, where you know he'll be lingering, probably with a coffee and a stack of papers. And you're right! He answers, a puzzled look on his face when he realizes you look like you just ran a marathon.

"Eh? You all right, there?"

"I went-" *Huff* "-to the place-" *Huff* "-down there, w-with th-" *Huff* "-the people-!"

He furrows an eyebrow, unsure of what you're trying to convey there as you continue to steady your breathing.

"I... see?"

You take a deep breath before perking up, breathing still a little haggard.

"Yeah! Here's my new Pokémon, Mimi!"

You let Pawmi out of its Pokéball, emitting a squeal as she materializes. She then looks around, eyes full of awe and wonder as she studies her surroundings. Jacq can't help but smile.

"Oh, great job! How'd catching it go?"

"Well, I uh... eventually Cap... kinda listened?"

He has a face that betrays the fact that he's a bit skeptical, but he's a professional, and he's there to listen and figure out what happened.

"Tell me, what do you mean by, uh, 'kinda'?"

You start to remember the fight, how it almost listened when you commanded it to use Headbutt, which it seems to have stopped using in favor of perfecting its slightly stronger alternative. How it didn't use the move you called out until...

...until...

Your eyes widen momentarily as you get a sinking feeling of guilt in your stomach. You were aggressive. It flinched. You didn't want it to be trained or raised fearing you, no matter how bad it can be. You just wanted to get along and grow closer.

Jacq notices the pained look on your face as it drastically falls. He puts a hand on your shoulder.

"It's okay, tell me what happened, I'll understand."

Your voice trembles a little.

"I-I-" you take a deep breath in through your nose, tears forming in the corners of your eyes. Jacq goes from worried to mildly panicked, leaning in a little more.

"...I yelled... at it, I-"

You take in a few rapid breaths, guilt clawing at you with no end in sight. Jacq clears his throat a little before guiding you towards a chair in front of Pawmi, who was now sitting on a desk, looking rather excited for its new life amongst these weird lights.

Jacq kneels in front of you as you continue to try and hold back your tears, one arm hovering in front of your face.

"Okay, okay, it happens, even experienced trainers slip up sometimes, don't feel too bad..."

But it's too late. You shudder as the tears fall, a pitiful noise escaping your lips as you curl in on yourself a little.

"Bu-but, it's just a- a little guy-y-"

Jacq gently places a finger under your chin, lifting your head up as you sniffle and babble to yourself, staring off to the side and recalling how Capsakid flinched under you, which elicits a whimper. He's lost in the moment, not thinking about how bad this would look, even if you are an adult student. He just stares, your eyes now squeezed shut as you get sucked into your sorrow. It takes him a few moments for him to even remember where you two are, and when he does, the rest of the situation comes crashing back down on him. His eyes go wide and he reverts back to instructor mode.

"Okay, stay here."

He stands up and walks over to his desk, which is when you take the opportunity to turn and sob into the one in front of you. This catches Pawmi off-guard, who worriedly pats you on the head and squeaks, bending down to try and catch a glimpse of your face. He returns with what you assume are tissues. He pulls your arm a little so your body is facing his again, before kneeling like before, taking your hands in his and placing some on top of your hands.

"Remember this moment..." he begins, eyes closed and thumbs gently rubbing your hands over the tissues. "Remember, that you're trying, and sometimes you make mistakes. That the road is winding, and confusing, and sometimes, a path that brings you closer to the finish line might end up being a dead-end..."

You sniffle, finally cracking your eyes open and looking at the bunch of tissues.

"...but you're still trying, and improving despite it all, because for whatever reason deep in your heart, this is all worth the effort, the effort of even trying. What happens next is not the goal, this step right here is..."

And then it hits you. Why... are you trying? It's not like you HAD to keep Capsakid, you didn't need to dedicate your life to a troublemaker that got some sick joy out of tormenting you, watching you hesitate to leave the city and cackling with glee. You could've given it away, let it loose far away from you, kept it under your bed, even registered yourself a storage box using a PC and put it there until the end of time...

But for some reason, this made your stomach churn and left a bitter taste in your mouth. You even winced at this realization, face twisting into one of mild discomfort for even thinking it.

Capsakid, for whatever reason, didn't fight back when you caught it. You didn't even HAVE to fight it. You borrowed a Larvesta from a local rental service to accompany you to the pier, but you didn't need to use it, awkwardly hesitating to call out a move before deciding not to fight it at all, throwing the Pokéball and tempting fate.

And it worked. You assumed the wide-eyes it had as you threw it were of surprise, but now, your mind is saying something else was there as well. It almost immediately took to destroying your place, causing mayhem for you, and overall being a little menace.

But it stayed, for whatever reason. And you wanted to understand it, for yet another unknown reason.

Jacq notices the scowl on your face and grows worried. He leaves the tissues in your hands before gently, but firmly rubbing his hands up and down your arms.

"Please... please don't give up on this little guy..."

Your eyes shoot open before looking puzzled, almost shocked he'd even ask that before realizing he doesn't know what you just went through internally. You shake your head.

"I won't."

He smiles, rather uncontrollably at that.

"Good."

_\V/_

You're yawning, barely holding it together as you stumble your way towards homeroom with a coffee from the Seabreeze Café. Capsakid strides ahead of you, a deadpan look on its face, although it seems to be smiling a little. Pawmi is sitting on your shoulder, holding on tight and looking around. Jacq walks out carrying a small stack of papers before spotting you, face lighting up and grinning.

"Ah, hello, hello, how are you today?"

You groan, eyes closed, leaning forward as if you're about to fall over. Mimi squeaks in surprise, eyes shooting open and tensing up before collecting herself.

"I think Cap has Insomnia. Like, actual insomnia," you start. "I wanted to spend time with it last night, but..."

You yawn as Cap simply gives up and walks into the classroom without you.

"I... I thought that meant it was only resistant to moves that put it to sleep, but... I guess it leaks out into day-to-day life, too?"

Jacq nods.

"That happens. In fact, it's perfectly normal, being the case more often than you'd think."

You nod, eyes still closed. You manage to force them open after squeezing them shut for a moment. When you do, Jacq has a fond smile on his face, trying to hold back a laugh. You flinch, not expecting to see him like this. He chuckles a bit.

"Ah, you should go inside. I'll be back after I make copies of this assignment, sooo, sit tight, all right?"

You yawn again, nodding before walking to your usual spot. Putting your head down, you felt sleep quickly overtake you, so you allow yourself to take a little nap.

_\V/_

A little while later, you hear Jacq's voice calling your name.

"Heyyyy... hello?"

You snort and sit up, drool on your face and eyes closed. As you wipe it away, you hear snickering. It's really close, so you open one eye a tad to see him looking down at you.

"-eh?"

He's sitting backwards in a chair, arms resting on the back of it and laying his head down, staring at you with an amused expression, a strange twinkle in his crinkled eyes. Or, maybe it's there because your vision is blurry...?

"Yoo-oou mumble in your sleeeep~" he said in a sing-songy voice.

You make a weird whimpering noise before sitting up some more.

"Yeah...?" you say, squeezing your eyes shut before shaking your head, blinking a few times to see better. It was as you were doing this that you realized--

"-CRAP!" You panic, looking around the room. This catches Jacq off-guard, but he quickly realized what was wrong when you looked under your desk.

"Oh, your Pokémon! They're both OK, we just had lunch."

You sigh with relief.

"Oh, thank gooooooooooo--"

You squint, processing the previous statement.

"...did I... sleep through like, half my classes...?"

He nods, leaning in again, bottom half of his face covered by his arm as he looks off to the side. His voice is muffled slightly, but you understand him.

"Mm-hmm, you just wouldn't wake up. But even if you were able to get up, I couldn't send you to class like that, so I let you stay in here..."

You grumble, sitting up.

"I... see..."

You stretch, face contorting a little as your eyebrows furrowed. Letting out a little yawn, you hunch over, eyes closed.

"Ok, now what? I gotta... get myself together, hold on-"

Jacq gives you a moment to figure out a game-game-plan as he pulls out his Rotom Phone.

You didn't know why missing class felt so bad. You were only here to learn how to raise Cap, and you guess Mimi now. Plus, your schedule was flexible to the point of it being comedic. Your heart really wasn't in your studies, but that wasn't the school's fault.

As you sit there, thinking to yourself, a man walks into the room. You don't think to open your eyes or look at whoever entered, but when you hear the familiar cries of your Pokémon, you turn to see Mr. Saguaro pointing in your direction. Mimi runs along his arm with a few happy little squeaks, hopping from table-to-table with Kid on her back, who jumps off at the desk directly next to yours as Mimi comes to nuzzle you.

"These little ones were certainly a handful, but I enjoyed making food small enough to accommodate them. It was..."

He looks off to the side, a thoughtful expression on his face before nodding with a smile.

"...adorable."

You nod, saying "I can imagine!" before thanking him for taking care of them, looking at your duo as he leaves. Mimi was rubbing on your arm, obviously happy despite how the day started, while Capsakid... is looking at you, mouth slightly tilted to the side as if realizing something.

"Eh?"

Jacq notices, too. Turning in the chair so he's facing Capsakid, he makes an observation.

"Hm, seems like it's thinking hard about something."

You turn to him.

"Huh? Like what? It just got here..."

He nods.

"True. It may be something already on its mind that's just starting to make sense."

You squint, leaning back.

"Wha-"

You look at Capsakid again, who's eyes seem to widen when you do. The little tilted frown on its face deepens, eyes now slightly furrowed, prompting you to frown as well, a little worried. Jacq turns toward you.

"I wouldn't worry about it, it doesn't seem to be stressed about anything, just pondering something. But if anything changes, be sure to take note of it, okay?"

You nod, still facing Capsakid, observing how it watches your response.

"Will do."

_\V/_

You grumble a little trying to come up with a route. Capsakid is eating a bit of potato tortilla, sitting on your desk and looking up at you as you study your map. You then turn to Pawmi.

She was resting under your window, taking in the sunlight like Capsakid would usually do. You look at the clock. It's almost time for you to head out and start your week-long training session.

Grabbing your bag and your empty belt, you give them a little warning.

"Ok, you two! 12 more minutes and we're out of here!"

Mimi seems to take what you said and decides to use this time to mentally prepare herself, nodding with a determined face. Capsakid, however, just keeps on munching, no change in energy or even a sign that it heard you. You aren't worried, but you feel a bit bummed starting off like this. You decide not to let this change anything, simply going to the man that's helped you the most so far.

You leave your Pokémon in the room, going to the biology room, where he's currently in-between classes. Giving the door a few good taps is what it takes to get his attention. You feel the smile in his voice, as if he expected and even knew it was you.

"Ah, hello, hello! Come on in!"

You do so, walking into the classroom.

"Hi..." You shyly wave at him.

"Yooou ready for today?"

You nod.

"Yup! Super ready, ready to get it done at least."

He... nods, hesitantly.

"Ah, I see."

You realize what you said.

"Uhp- kidding! Kidding. No, really, I'm kidding! It's just... I dunno."

"Hey, no, I get it. New chapter, very overwhelming stuff." He flashes a toothy smile.

You feel uneasy, looking at his smile, but you ignore the feeling.

"S-sorry, just dropping by 'cause... well, I-I don't know why."

You fiddle with your belt a little.

"Hey, it's all right, you don't need a reason to come see me."

"Oh! Okay, then uh..."

You awkwardly point finger guns at him.

"...see ya next week...?"

He grins just as awkwardly.

"Yeah? Of course."

You nod before waddling out without another word towards to your dorm room. 'Why are things weird now?' You can't help but ponder this as you slam your door shut.

"Ookaay, you ready?"

Mimi chirps affirmatively, but Kid ignores you entirely, laying on its side and pretending to be asleep. You wait a few seconds before groaning, the realization that it's doing this on purpose hitting you. You simply recall it back into its Pokéball and call for Mimi.

"C'mon, Mii! We're off!"

You walk out your dorm room, making sure to lock it. Pawmi on your shoulder, you begin your march toward the entrance hall. This was the first time you really left the school for an extended period of time, so you were a little nervous. But at this point, you'd do anything to get Capsakid to respect you.

During your talk the other day, Jacq had reassured you that Capsakid actually does seem to like you, but that was hard to believe since it doesn't see you as worthy of being its trainer. He said it's normal for this to happen, that both can be true at once, but it still felt bewildering, so you didn't get your hopes up.

Sighing, you step into the great hall, looking around one last time... as you heard footsteps approaching, along with your own name. Turning around, you saw Jacq, face red as he caught up with you.

"Ah, thank goodness you're still here-!"

He stops for a moment, hands on his knees as he bent over to catch his breath, mumbling "I really should've remembered- while you were still in my class-" to himself. You stand there, unsure of what to do. Mimi makes a little cooing noise as she stares at him, also uncertain. He finally sits back up, pulling something out of his pocket. It was a phone you've seen a lot of your peers using.

"I can't help but notice you have an older model of Rotom Phone," he starts, causing you to jump slightly at how embarrassingly blunt his comment was for a second. He continues, saying "-it's no problem in day-to-day life, but, you might want a newer one while out exploring. It could very well save your life!"

You think about this, not quite sure what he means. He can see your confusion, so he explains.

"Ah, this model has the ability to do many things! It can even power other items in the Rotom line. And if you ever fall, it will sense your velocity and slow your descent, no matter where you are."

He looks away, sheepish.

"I-it also has the latest edition of the Pokédex app. Fun fact! I, uh, developed it myself, back before I was in education, hehe..."

He seemed so timid stating his accomplishment, but you're honestly more curious now.

"Okay, how do I upgrade my phone, and where should I get one?"

Jacq smiled, holding the empty shell out.

"Just let your rotom possess this! All your data should transfer over, but it'll take a little while for it to adjust to the new one, it'll have to sync up with all its capabilities..."

"Wha- aren't those expensive?"

His face stays the same for a moment before morphing into one of sheer panic.

"Oh! Don't worry about it, really! You're starting your journey from the very beginning, i-it'd be easier if I aided you along the way... I have a few spares, the lab can be a mess at times, and uh... y-y'know..."

He closes his eyes as he finishes, grinning nervously. It seems like he didn't even think about it, so you hesitantly nod, holding your phone up. Jacq does the same, holding up the new one with a smile.

Your Rotom emerged from your old phone, leaving it a husk before entering the new one. The screen lit up in an instant, successfully making the move.

"Oh! Now what?"

He hands it to you.

"You just wait for it to boot back up to your lock screen..."

It's actually fairly quick, and soon enough, you see a familiar sight: a weird doodle of Pawmi blepping.

Jacq raises an amused eyebrow at this. You nervously chuckle, but remain silent otherwise.

"Ah, there you go! Now, you may have to wait for certain apps to update, but they'll all be available soon... any questions?"

You shake your head no, but you do offer something.

"I-is it weird to... exchange numbers?"

He tenses up, but he shakes his head.

"Well, I suppose not. I mean..."

He looks away.

"...of course... we can, I mean."

You nod before allowing your phones to exchange contacts, sending each other your default greeting messages.

"Thanks, might need a bit of advice while out on the field," you say, pointing to and holding your phone up, shaking it a little. He nods, grunting a little.

After this, curiousity gets the better of you. You check to see if the Pokédex app had updated, and it did, so you check it out on the spot. Jacq, upon hearing the little jingle, grew panicked, holding his hands up.

"W-wait, right here??"

You look at him, confused as the app loaded up.

"Oh, I wanted to test it out... maybe I can register Pawmi?"

He doesn't respond verbally, but after a few seconds, he gives a single nod.

You look at Pawmi, who nods as well before jumping off your shoulder, politely sitting down on the ground in front of you two with a little smile. She seems to know what the Pokédex is already, as if she's seen other Pokémon be, or even been scanned by it herself. You huff in amusement.

"Huh, even wild Pokémon seem to know about this. Great job, Jacq!"

You playfully rub his side with your elbow, eliciting a little chuckle as he turns away, limply holding the side of his left hand up to his mouth while rubbing his head with the right, flustered.

You hold your phone up, scanning the mon, heart pounding as you register your first Pokémon in quite a while, as well as the first time registering a teammate, something you were quite content not having before, but now couldn't wait to get to know more-

"Pawmi, the Mouse Pokémon. It has underdeveloped electric sacs on its cheeks, as well as electricity-discharging organs on the pads of its paws. The sacs on its cheeks will only produce electricity when furiously rubbed using its paw pads, while its stance is unsteady when firing electricity from said forepaws."

Pawmi sits up with pride, while your eyes sparkle with a newfound ardor.

"Whoooooah, this is so coool! No wonder people are always running around filling these things up!"

Sure, you had used the old app to identify Pokémon before, but to learn about your new friend sparked something in you.

"It's so convenient, too! You kinda blessed the world here-"

You turn to him, but now his entire upper half is facing away from you, head rubs now furious in intensity. You immediately go silent upon this revelation. His voice cracks a little when he responds.

"O-oh ye-ah?"

He then clears his throat, fist flying up to cover it.

"Thank y-you."

He turns away entirely. You tilt your head, but Pawmi has a glint in her eyes, paws flying up to suppress a giggle. You idly wonder what she saw when he coughs.

"Well then, b-be sure to have fun out there! I have to go, class starts soon, but uh, you have my number! Goodbye."

He then power walks off, head down.

You stand there confused as to why he was so apprehensive about you using the app in front of him before shrugging. Developers know best after all. Maybe he was in the process of fixing something, the previous edition doesn't get updated much. Pawmi seems to be staring at you with a devious smile, as if she knows.

"Paws, you may need to be my eyes sometimes."

She closes her eyes and chirps, seemingly happy with that idea.

_\V/_

End of Part 1

A/N

POV, you watch me slowly give up and start making up my own Pokélore

Also the ending of part one makes it seem like he's super duper into you already, HE ISN'T! But it is a start. I have such a cute explanation for why he's so fond of you already though and I cannot WAIT to get to that part oh my god

Also, sobbing/j, just realized why the spacing is weird when I upload these while trying to find a place to post this part. I think it's because it counts a line break as a space even if it isn't visible in my notes app, so one space for me is two for you, crying and bawling/j

[charcadett]

Headcanons please of Jacq meeting a friend's (character of your choice) sibling and being like 😳😳😳 about it (also the friend would totally be supportive pls) I think it would be cute and I'm a sucker for that trope

Hiiii! This was a tossup between being Miriam’s sibling or Clavell being your great uncle, but eventually decided to stick with the sibling prompt. I also think Miriam and Jacq are friends, though I have ZERO evidence for this.

Jacq Crushing On Miriam’s Younger Sibling (Ft. Wing Woman Miriam)

- When Miriam tells Jacq that her little sibling is coming to visit, he doesn’t think much of it. Of course, he is happy to meet his friend’s family, but that's the extent of his feelings. When Jacq finally lays eyes on you, leaning against one of the counters in the nurse’s office as you laugh at whatever joke Miriam made, he feels his heart skip a beat. He needs a new plan of action. Anything to keep him from making a complete fool of himself.

- Unfortunately for Jacq, Miriam spots him before he’s able to escape and waves him over. The friendly smile you give him is enough to make Jacq trip on his own feet. Miriam’s grin turns into a knowing smirk as he nervously adjusts his glasses. “Have you met my adorable little sib yet, Jacq?” She mischievously gestures to him. “Y/N, this is my coworker. Isn’t he handsome?”

- Used to your sister, you roll your eyes and offer Jacq a handshake. His hands are… very sweaty. You politely put your hand in your pocket rather than wipe it on your shirt. Jacq gives you his signature greeting but trails off after the second hello. The two of you stand in complete and painfully awkward silence for fifteen seconds before Miriam cuts the meeting short and ushers Jacq out the door.

- When Miriam sees Jacq again, he’s in for the teasing of a lifetime. What was that? He totally clammed up! Luckily for him, she’s his friend, so she’s more than happy to set him up with you. She reassures him with a few pats on the shoulder that you like nerdy guys. This only serves to make Jacq blush even harder than he did before.

- During his lunch period, before he can get to the teacher’s lounge for his usual lunch with Miriam, she’s at his door with you in tow. She laments about how Jacq usually has to eat his lunches alone and would appreciate some company. With a parting pat on the cheek, she hurries back down the hall.

- “I don’t usually eat lunch alone,” He says. You smile and laugh, sending his heart into a frenzy.

- “Don’t worry, I figured.” You fiddle with your fingers as you avoid his eyes. “I don’t mind eating lunch with a handsome guy, though. If you don’t mind that I stay.”

- Just outside the biology lab, Miriam does a silent fist pump to herself. And the award for best wing woman goes to her.

[vulture-writes-stuff]

Here is part 2 to my silly thing with Jacq, featuring Lycanmom and Librarian reader

Jacq X Male Reader - Part 2

Jacq has a massive crush on him. He's pretty sure he's being subtle and cool about it, but he definitely isn't. Gay chaos ensues.

Reader is not the SV protagonist. He's a pretty normal dude all things considered - his only explicitly mentioned Pokemon is a dusk form Lycanroc.

Author's note: Clusterfuck of gay chaos

There was nothing Jacq disliked more than phone calls.

Then again, nobody really liked making phone calls. You only ever called when it was something really important, or something you needed to be professional with.

He couldn't decide if this was a matter that he needed to be super professional with.

Jacq had saved ____'s number to his phone, and was currently blankly staring at the contact. He was weighing the potential outcomes in his head - he could call right now to tell ____ when his classes were, but if he called at an awkward moment then ____ would get upset with him.

He could send a text, which was generally his more preferred method of communication.... But he had no idea if ____ had given him his mobile number, or the number to the bookshop. A text might not go through at all, which would end up being a hassle.

Jacq dropped his rotom phone on his desk, sinking his head into his hands. He hated overthinking. He should just trust his gut, go with the flow! Prendre les choses comme elles viennent, as Salvatore would surely tell him.

After a few moments of silent pondering, Jacq finally decided on sending a text. He scooped his phone back up, opening up a chat with ____ and... Once again, sitting there and staring.

He spent a few more minutes trying to figure out what exactly to say. It was too late for a good morning, but too early for a good evening! Good afternoon would work, but would that be too formal? Maybe just a hello.... Yes, that would work fine. He had his schedule typed out in mere moments, just because that was the easy part. But how should he finish it?

"Can't wait to see you!" Was way too forward. Maybe "Let me know whenever's most convenient for you"? Or a "Looking forward to hearing back from you," but that sounded too pushy. Oh, just asking for the most convenient time was fine! He couldn't overthink this! It was just a text!

A text to ____. ____, the cute librarian with a nice smile and a nicer laugh... Jacq vigorously shook his head. Not now, he scolded himself internally, fixing his glasses. Just get this done and then you can go daydream, if you want to get in trouble with Clavell again. You might be better off grading homework.

He set his phone down again, resisting the urge to check it every few seconds as though it wouldn't let him know he had a message the moment ____ responded. As much as he wanted to get things done, his mind ran amok with anxiety-filled rambling. What if ____ never saw it? What if he thought it was weird? What if he just gave up on the idea of coming to talk, so it would be awkward to try and talk to him any further? What if he-

Ro-to-to.

Jacq nearly knocked his little cup of pencils off his desk grabbing his phone, frantically checking his notifications. ____ had responded! That was faster than he thought!

'Hey Jacq :] any day works for me haha, I don't do much!! If you're doing classes tomorrow, I can come in? Sound good to you?'

Jacq sat there staring at that little smiley face, trying to figure out how to respond. Tomorrow would be perfect, but how casual should he be? Ugh, he hated overthinking.

'Tomorrow works great! Can't wait :D'

Was that too forward? Probably. Jacq made to delete the last part, but of course hit send prematurely. He panicked, nearly dropping his phone - thank goodness Rotom caught itself with an annoyed buzz, floating in lazy circles around his head as he fumbled to catch it.

Before he could delete the message and play dumb about it, ____ had replied.

'Cool, cya then! xx'

....Huh. Maybe it wasn't too forward after all. Jacq let out a long sigh, burying his face in his hands. Oh, he was an absolute mess. He needed a coffee.

Jacq was hardly aware of how fast time went by until he was laying in bed that night, staring blankly at the ceiling. He hadn't felt this anxious about a class since his first day as a teacher, but he supposed that wasn't all too long ago...

Tomorrow would be fine.

He was early the next morning, pacing around the plaza in front of the school. ____ had already texted to say he was on his way to Mesagoza, and he had to be there to take him up to his class.

Jacq kept nervously fixing his hair, as if any attempt of tidying it would work. He was certain he looked a mess, maybe this was a bad idea-

"Jacq!" A familiar voice broke him out of his own head, and he quickly spotted the source. ____ jogged up to him, a bright smile on his face. He was dressed more casually than his usual work uniform, a small bag tucked under his arm. Lycanroc trotted along at his side, obviously enjoying the sunshine. "Sorry if I kept you waiting."

"No, not at all!" Jacq cleared his throat, already feeling his face burn. "We've still got a bit before my first class starts, why don't I show you up to the classroom first?"

"Sounds good - lead the way." ____ fetched a PokeBall out of his bag, returning Lycanroc. Jacq heard her grumble in disapproval as she disappeared.

The two walked through the front doors together, and ____ paused to look at the gigantic bookshelves.

"Wow," He breathed. "This is a lot bigger than I was expecting. I'm even more surprised you came by my shop." Jacq chuckled a bit, rubbing the back of his head. He had zero regrets going to the bookshop over hunting down reading material here.

"My class is upstairs, but it isn't too far. There's probably going to be a few students in there already, they like to hang out before classes start for the day." Jacq gestured to the large staircase in front of them.

They carried onwards in an almost awkward silence, walking rather close to eachother... Jacq was the first to speak.

"I've been curious - how did you meet Lycanroc?" He glanced over at ____.

"Haha, it's a funny story. I've known her as long as I can remember. Back when I was little, only three or four, she came right up to me when I was playing outside. According to my mom, she tried to 'bite' me, but knowing her... She was probably just checking me out." ____ reminisced fondly. "Even when my parents shooed her away or tried to catch her themselves, she always left and came back. Only when I was outside, though."

"Oh, wow, I hadn't realized you'd known her that long... I suppose I'd assumed you'd met her as a Rockruff, haha."

"Nope - I caught her when I was seven. She didn't fight, she didn't try to run from me. My guess is she wanted to protect me, even if she's not exactly a battler. She's stuck by my side ever since, always looking out for me and caring for me... I call her Lycanmom sometimes because of that." ____ laughed warmly, shoulder bumping lightly against Jacq's as they walked through the halls. He swore he felt his heart stop for a moment.

"That's, ah, very interesting!" Jacq stuttered a moment. "Almost all the research I've seen points to Dusk Lycanroc being elusive and aggressive... I wonder why she decided to approach you in particular."

"Dunno. I can ask her all I want, but she can't really tell me. I'd love to hear her full story though." ____ paused. "Oh, is this your classroom?"

Jacq hadn't even noticed he'd walked right past the door - ____ had only stopped because he saw the biology lab sign on the wall.

"Er- Y-Yes, it is, sorry, I was lost in thought." He wheeled back to open the door. "Here, let me get the door for you!"

"Oh, thanks, haha." ____ entered, pausing briefly to brush a few stray bits of fur off of himself. Jacq followed after him, making sure the door shut properly. The classroom was completely empty, save for the two of them. Jacq supposed it was a little too early for students to want to hang out in school.

"I guess I should probably get everything ready for today's lesson - oh, ah, and explain how this is going to work." Jacq rubbed the back of his neck out of habit. "So our lessons recently have, er, mostly been about- about alternate forms, I did tell you that. Today I'm mostly just going to talk about Pokemon with unique evolutions, and Lycanroc is the center of today's lecture."

"And you wanted a Dusk Lycanroc as an example?" ____ hummed thoughtfully, leaning againsd Jacq's desk.

"Exactly! All you'll need to do is, ah, tell them about what you know. And talk about Lycanroc's mannerisms and behaviors, you know?"

"Sure. I know a lot about dusks, as you're probably aware of... But I should probably make a few notes so I can be prepared. Mind if I borrow your pen?"

"Oh, not at all!" Jacq made a move to grab the pen on his desk at the same time as ____, his hand landing on top of the other's. The two stood there silently for a moment, ____'s wrist slightly pinned to the desk by Jacq's hand. They were only a few inches apart, making awkward eye contact.

"Ah... Uh, this is-" ____ stuttered, and Jacq suddenly snapped back into reality. He practically flew back, face burning, yelping as his back hit the board behind him.

"I'm so sorry! I-I, uh, I didn't think, I didn't mean to-" Jacq applogized frantically, but ____ only giggled.

"It's- D-Don't worry about it, Jacq, it's alright." He stepped forward a bit, fidgeting with the pen in his hands. "I'm not... I'm not upset."

The two were quite close again, ____ reaching forward to gently fix Jacq's labcoat. Jacq's eyes flickered across ____'s face, admiring his eyes, his lips... His lips... Jacq swallowed back the lump in his throat. Oh boy.

____ was blushing, gaze turning down as Jacq's eyes wandered. Neither of them spoke, though Jacq was faintly aware of how they drew closer and closer... His hands trembled slightly, reaching up to caress ____'s cheek. They were so close, Jacq swore he felt their noses bump together-

"Buenos dias, Mr. Jacq!" The door opened, and ____ flung himself backwards to make himself look busy. Jacq frantically turned, taking his phone out to browse through it casually.

Juliana walked in alongside Nemona, humming merrily with her notebook in her arms. The two sat down at their desks, before starting up a conversation that Jacq wasn't particularly listening to.

He pondered what had happened only a few seconds prior, felt his heart skip a beat or two. Had they really almost kissed...? Jacq shuddered without meaning to, before leaning forward and lightly whacking his forehead on the board in front of him. Oh, he was a mess.

Students filed in over time, and Jacq had finally settled his racing thoughts. He'd have time at the end of the day to think about it. The bell rang, knocking on his brain like a hammer to remind him that he still had a job to do.

"Morning, everyone!" Jacq said after clearing his throat, turning around to face the classroom. "I'm sure you all remember our lessons about alternative forms, no? Well, today I thought I'd bring in a good example! ____, if you would?"

"Of course." ____ casually plucked the PokeBall out of his bag, before sending out Lycanroc. She stood by his side peacefully, eyeing the students. A few leaned to the sides in their seats to get a better look, and Jacq swore he saw Nemona's eyes light up. "I'm sure most of you have seen - or even used - Lycanroc's other forms. They're a very interesting Pokemon, and their change in evolution is very unique. Dusk Lycanroc are remarkably rare, and have a unique temperament in comparison to their kin."

____ patted Lycanroc's head, and she began to pad around the classroom, tail wagging lazily as she strolled between the various desks. She seemed remarkably calm, even when a few of the bolder students gave her a pat or touched her.

"They're also quite powerful, and boast a ferocious fighting spirit. Most trainers who come across them are swiftly reminded of this fact. Wild Dusk Lycanroc are very solitary, and prefer to live alone rather than in packs - nobody really knows why that is, but that reclusiveness makes them even more appealing to find." ____ folded his arms. "As you can see, Lycanroc bears many similarities to both Midday and Midnight forms - if it were sunset, you'd have a hard time differentiating between her and a Midday Lycanroc! In fact, a lot of people believed Dusk Lycanroc were a myth made up by somebody who just saw a regular Lycanroc in a different lighting."

Lycanroc finally made her rounds, sitting down at the front of the classroom. She looked quite regal, holding her head up high.

"Lycanroc are a fascinating example of evolution. To undergo such significant changes in personality and appearance just because of the time of day is incredible, especially when compared to other species of pokemon with similar evolutionary changes." He summarized, walking up to Lycanroc to pet her again. "Learning about how our Pokemon adapt will only bring us closer to them, so it's important to study as much as we can."

The rest of the class went on as usual, with Lycanroc occasionally walking about to the students who seemed particularly interested in her. Jacq was fascinated - she was amazingly gentle with all of them, even his older students.

When class ended and students began to leave, Jacq and ____ stood at the front of the classroom. Tension weighed heavy in the air, thick as a wool blanket. Neither could quite make eye contact, silent until the door finally shut behind the last student.

Jacq couldn't figure out to say, and spent the rest of his day repeating the same introduction to the rest of his classes. ____ looked thrilled to take part, and Lycanroc seemed to relish in the attention. He wondered briefly if he'd been staring too much... He was just enraptured by ____'s excitement, the way he spoke with such passion and love. He could make a good researcher.

Finally, his work day was over, and Jacq felt like he could finally breathe. All of the various anxieties that stewed in his brain had built into a festering, writhing mass of of tiny little Tarountula that skittered across his nerves.

"Jacq," ____ said, tapping his shoulder gently. He snapped to attention, already aware of the fact that his heart had dropped directly into his stomach. "Ah... About earlier..."

"I'm- I'm sorry, I don't know what I was thinking, I just- w-well, I find you very attractive, and-" Jacq wheezed. Had he really just said that? What an opener. "I-I mean, I, ah-"

"N-No, I'm not upset! I... Find you- well, what I'm trying to say is- oh, forget it." ____ groaned, finally grabbing Jacq by the shirt and tugging him close. Their lips met, and Jacq felt fireworks go off inside his head. He didn't know what to do with his hands at first, shuddering as ____'s hand rested lightly upon the back of his neck. He finally settled for winding his arms around the other's hips, leaning into the touch he didn't realize he'd been so starved for.

His glasses fell crooked when they finally parted, both slightly out of breath and completely frazzled.

"...Do you want to go get a coffee?" ____ asked as though that hadn't just happened. Jacq's brain needed a moment to reboot before he could answer that.

"Y-Yeah, I mean- of course I do." He nodded, half aware of the fact that he still had ____ pulled flush against him.

"Then let's go." ____ smiled, affectionately fixing his glasses. Jacq finally let him go, though ____'s hand casually slipped into his even as he took a step back.

"My treat this time." He didn't pull his hand back, relishing in the point of contact.

"Alright, you win." ____ gave his hand a gentle squeeze, before suddenly tugging him along. "I know a good place here!"

Oh, Jacq was a mess. But maybe that wasn't such a bad thing.

Part 3 to this might be a smut if anyone wants that

[arvenconned]

Today I'm thinking about Professor Jacq x reader, he is a very cute man you know? Oh but he can be a little fucked up, as a treat. With his sleepy demeanor some people may think "ah but he could never..." And that's exactly what he wants, having people underestimate him is perfect, especially when it earns your sympathy.

You think he's just so tired all the time, he's always resting and after class he comes to the teachers lounge and just lays his head on the table for a good hour, it's rather pathetic... So you pity him, sitting beside him and comforting him, and he soaks it all it, his affection for you growing to such levels that soon he may not even be able to contain it at all!

For now though, he'll lift up his head and smile as you pat his back, thanking you so softly that you have to lean closer to hear him, and he loves that. You place so much trust in him, blind faith that he could never hurt you, and he never willingly would either.