You know i am a sucker for thiiis!!!ñ forgive meee!!! Warden Ingo with a bebe?! UnU cute father Bebe moments because you know i want this man to be a dad 😭💕💖✨️
I think we all love papa ingo, but your delightful au and the idea of Ingo parenting a child <3
But instead of just ONE child, why not three?
Reader is referred to as “Appa” here to stay gender neautral
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It’s morning. Early, early morning, and you’re cold. Your personal heater has left the bed, so with a pout, you peek your eyes open in search of the man, ready to drag him back to bed.
Ingo is sat on the floor, illuminated by soft sunlight. His legs are crossed, he’s shirtless, bent forward as he coos and hushes the babe cradled in his hands. You can’t tell which of the three babies it is from your angle.
“Kudari,” Ingo hums, his low whisper answering your question, “Appa is still sleeping. Papa’s here, Papa will cuddle you.”
Kudari, as you now know, whines in protest. Ingo shushes his son some more, rocking him some more and bringing the baby closer. From the nearby cribs, you hear another cry, loud and echoing through the hut. Nobori is awake now too.
Ingo looks towards the crib, poised to go handle his loud son, but you’re already standing. He jolts as your hand brushes his warm shoulder, but doesn’t say anything, still rocking the whimpering Kudari in his arms.
Nobori blinks up at you with sad, silver eyes. He reaches with pudgy arms, knocking Keiko as he goes. She sleeps on, uncaring of her brothers agony to have woken up without parents nearby.
You carry Nobori over to where Ingo sits, and the babe calms once in the presence of his brother and father. Ingo looks at you with soft eyes, cradling Kudari in one arm, the other reaching for you. His fingers, rough and calloused from climbing mountains and handling Pokémon, brush so softly against Nobori’s furrowed brow, easily relaxing the baby.
“I love them.” Ingo murmurs. He pulls back, and lifts Kudari up, pressing a firm kiss to his head. Kudari makes a babble of noises, all seemingly curious instead of sad this time. “All of them.” He bows and kisses Nobori’s head next, making the baby furrow again. You both just chuckle. “Keiko, Nobori, Kudari, they’re all perfect.”
“Of course they are.” You tease, bringing Nobori up for your own kiss to his cheek. He pushes at your face, confused. “You made them.”
Ingo flushes brightly. “Not alone.” He leans forward, kissing your forehead before resting his head against yours. You both admire your squirming sons, listening to them and Keiko breathe in the soft morning. “You helped so much. I love you.”
“I love you too.” You whisper, with a kiss to his nose. “We all do.”
And with that, all three babies start to cry, hungry. Ingo jolts, carefully pressing Kudari into your free arm while he races to get his poor baby girl.
You just laugh, carrying your boys back to the bed while Ingo comforts Keiko and grabs the milk kept in the ice box.
It’s funny, watching him bounce around as he holds three bottles. He constantly has to give his daughter kisses else she wails, and her cries hurt him so, you know it. Still, he manages to return to the bed with all everything, Keiko included, not being dropped in his fatherly panic.
The five of you lie down, you and Ingo warming the bottles as your babies whine and cling to one another as they always have. Ingo kisses each of their heads, watching your coax them into eating with tired, dopey eyes.
Your stroke his hair. There’s time to sleep in a little today.
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He’s a good boy! A wonderful father <3
Hope you enjoy!
~Renee
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**Tip-toe in quietly. As if I ain't been MIA👀.**
**clears throat...(yes...I know I'm dramatic as hell)😏.**
Hello, my sweet lovelies💓!
I missed you all! Haven't been feeling the greatest and had little to no inspiration/energy to write. That caused me to take yet another break from Tumblr. I have so much to catch up on blogging and reading-wise. Y'all have been busy, I see🥰. Can't wait to read the works I've been tagged in! As far as my writing goes...well...one day at a time😆. The creative juices just don't want to flow for your girl😩.
Chile, anyway, so...let me stop rambling.
How have my babies been?! I missed you, sweeties🫶🏾!
The ask box is open. Talk to meee🥹♥️.
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