Having A Family With Indiana Jones Would Include:
Having A Family With Indiana Jones Would Include:
Indiana Jones X Female Reader
Additional Characters: Indy's mother (Mentioned) and Indy's father (Mentioned)
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WC: 2,007
Warnings: Pregnant Reader, kids, morning sickness, throwing up mentioned, sickness mentioned, snakes mentioned, bad guys mentioned, overprotective Indy, insecure Indy, birthing mentioned (very brief), slight angst, family fluff, and fluff
Now, you and Indiana weren't really planning on having kids so soon. Actually, he had just gotten back from another adventure when he found out. And, usually you went with him on his adventures, going to far off places in search of ancient treasures. But, you hadn't been feeling well lately, and Indiana begged you to stay, no matter how much you told him it was just a simple cold; he hoped, for your sake, it'd go away soon. He had missed you when he left for Peru. Now, he just couldn't wait to pull you into his arms and tell you about the lost city of gold he had found.
Opening up the front door, Indy called out to you, seeing the living room empty. You usually sat in the big armchair with a book, but you weren’t today. Shrugging it off, he shut the door and tossed his beloved hat on the hook by the door. A bit paranoid, as he was from so many adventures and bad guys hunting him down, Indy checked each room; observant as he searched for you. Stopping at the bathroom, his fear of you missing left and worry overtook it. Inside, he could clearly hear you throwing up. A deep frown crept on his face as he raised his fist and gently knocked on the door with his knuckles.
Coming out, you held a small cloth to your lips as you looked up at the love of your life. You gave him a small smile, looking tired; your hair sticking out at odd angles. Indy was quick to ask if you were alright, if he needed to call his friend, who was a doctor. But, you simply shook your head, confusing Indy even more. Your smile never left your face as you led Indy to the living room, sitting down beside him as you took his hands in yours. You gazed over the man in front of you, seeing that he hadn't had the chance to change out his adventure attire, his boots were still laced, and his hat wasn't on. Looking into his brown eyes, you answered his unsaid question.
"I'm pregnant."
Let's just say, Indy stared at you for a very long time. It was like he was underwater, your voice muffled and so far away. It did worry you, your smile turning into a frown as you just simply stared right back up at him. Thankfully, he got out of whatever he was in and was quick to vanquish your doubts and worries.
Indy was gentle pulling you into a long-awaited hug. His arms wrapping around your waist as you wrapped yours around his neck, breathing out a sigh of relief.
For the first couple weeks, Indy always made sure you had everything you could possibly ever need.
Do you need a massage? Want him to brush your hair? Rub your feet? He'd do anything to make sure you are comfortable.
You'd argue with him that you weren't in pain or anything just yet, the baby was smaller than a poppy seed at best. But, if he really wanted to... A massage sounded wonderful.
Indy would even stay home from his adventures. He couldn't leave you alone, especially pregnant with his child. You'd have to convince him to still teach at the college though, Indy would try to get out of leaving the house in general to take care of you.
Soon, you would start showing, and Indy was in awe. You'd be lying on the couch when he'd come home from teaching, pausing when he found you just gazing down at your stomach in such adoration.
He’d be hesitant at first, in asking to touch your growing bump, but after you gently coax him over. Placing his large hand on your warm belly, he froze, not wanting to hurt you or the baby. But, after a while, the fear would subside and he'd smile.
After two months, you'd be lying in your bed and feel your baby kick. You'd call to Indy, not wanting him to miss it. Running in, he'd be worried that something was wrong until he saw the excited smile on your face. You’d take Indy’s hand, pressing it to where you felt the kick.
Indy would freak out, internally, when he felt a small kick. And then another. His eyes would grow comically wide. As his heart would pound and feel like it was going to explode with the love he was feeling for both you, and the baby.
In the beginning, Indy would worry. Worry that he wouldn't be a good father. He'd worry he would turn into his father.
He didn't voice these concerns out loud for a while, but somehow, you knew. And, you were quick to let him know the complete opposite.
From then on, Indy believed you.
Indy would be careful when you both went to bed, having a large belly already, and you'd lay on your back. Indy would scoot beside you, making sure you were comfortable and everything before he'd gently wrap his arm around your waist.
Every night before bed, Indy would read to you and the baby, from old folktales of mysterious treasure to Shakespeare, at your request.
Per doctor's orders, Indy would help you exercise, taking small laps around the couch, or your small garden.
At this point, Indy would take family leave and spend every moment making sure you and the baby were alright. Getting you tea, food, helping you to the bathroom; everything.
Time would fly by, and Indy was quick to make sure the two of you had everything you needed for your little bundle of joy. Setting up Indy's office into the baby's new room. Having bought a cradle, toys, and clothes.
Surprisingly, Indy would take great joy designing the room a bit. Hanging up a framed photo of you and him on one of the many adventures you had gone on.
"Baby has to know how amazing his parents are." He’d say as you waddled your way into the baby's room.
Another thing you found out was your cravings. Pickles and mayo were your main one. Cheese and sour cream was a very close second.
Indy didn't know, but you heard him when he talked to the baby, thinking you were asleep. You'd stay up listening to Indy retelling your baby stories of his adventures. Or just telling your baby that he was excited to meet them. That one always made you emotional. You couldn’t help but fall deeper in the love you had for him.
"I can't wait until you're here. And once you're big enough, I'm taking you to Egypt. And Peru, Brazil, London, Greece, Italy…"
Finally, after nine beautiful months of swollen ankles, weird food cravings, and a protective Indy… You gave birth.
Indy would be right at your side, holding your hand as it tightly clutched his. Couching you as you breathed in and out. At the doctor's commands, you pushed and pushed and push-
"Congratulations! It's twins!"
TWINS!?
A boy, and a girl. Both seven pounds, six ounces.
Anna Mary Jones, in homage to Indiana's mother, and James Walter Thomas Jones, in homage of your brother, and Indy's middle name.
Indiana would be a bit spooked at first in taking care of his kids. He'd sort of not really know what to do. He didn’t want to hurt them, or drop them when he held them. And change a diaper? He'd have to watch you do it first to really get the hang of it.
It would be a challenge to take care of two babies, but you two were ready for anything.
Indy would start the day with the sounds of his children crying, groaning as he got out of bed and went to get the babies their food. He'd let you sleep in, after all, you did hold Anna and James for nine months. You needed the rest.
He'd place both babies in their high chairs, using both hands to scoop a little bit of baby food on each spoon and feed his babies; wiping up their mess when needed.
He was quick to learn that Anna was a little stubborn angel who didn't like carrots. And, James loved everything Indy and you fed him, but always made a big mess.
In the toddler years, Indy would have fun dressing his kids up in somewhat matching outfits, the only difference were the colors. Anna favored yellow, while James favored green.
For the twin's birthday, he went out and bought them clothing that matched his adventure attire. The photo of the two baby adventurers was framed over the mantel.
Now, Anna was a huge daddy's girl. She loved to go on adventures with Indy. To the living room, bedroom, through the garden… She'd crawl everywhere she could to find Indy if he was missing.
You were James’s favorite, never wanting to leave your arms when you held him. He'd also follow you around the house, dragging his plush stuffed bunny behind him as he waddled around; only to get distracted by the tv or his toys in the end.
Both kids had Indy's hair color, yet your hair type. Anna though, had your eyes, nose, but Indy's mouth. James had your nose, yet Indy's mouth and eyes. And it worked, both of your babies were incredibly adorable.
One time you even caught Indy telling them so. Coming home from the grocery store to see him holding both of the toddlers in his lap as he told them how cute they looked, earning giggles from both.
“Indy, honey, don’t inflate their egos.”
Both you and Indy would tell your kids stories. From your adventures in Egypt, to Brazil and Colombia.
Even though they were angels most of the time, they were little troublemakers too.
You blamed Indy for that.
"No. James. You can't put that in your mouth. That's an ancient 16th century book on the Mayans."
"Anna, no, that's not food, sweetie. That's King Aker's chalice. I still need to send that to the museum."
A lot of bubble baths, the twins loved playing with their bath toys.
Anna loved splashing. And her laugh was infectious when she splashed the water, accidentally getting both yours and Indy’s faces wet. But, how could you get mad at her?
James was the quieter type, rather than splashing, he’d play with rubber ducks, squeezing water out of their mouths; sometimes hitting his sister.
Your kids were quick to start school, and Indy would miss them like crazy. So did you, obviously. You and Indy planned it where he'd take them to school in the mornings and you'd pick them up after school when Indy was still working at the college.
Indy would be a very protective father. He’d keep an eye on them at all times, and he'd be there for you when things became more difficult.
After some convincing from you, Indy let his father meet Anna and James. The twins loved their grandfather.
Once the kids were old enough, Indy booked a flight to Egypt, just like he promised. Anna and James were beyond excited, unable to stay still in their seats as they tried to fight for the window seat.
You showed the kids the pyramids and the great sphinx statue. They were amazed at Egyptian culture and the adventures you and Indy went on.
"Dad! Dad! Did you really get stuck in a pit of snakes?"
"Yeah, kid. Don't remind me."
Taking that trip, you and Indy both began to miss traveling and finding treasure. But, neither of you missed the near-death experiences or the snakes.
On your plane ride back home, you sighed, leaning your head on Indy's shoulder as you watched as your twins took their nap; tired after the long week. Indy's hand held yours, his thumb caressing over your knuckles slowly as he rested his eyes; hat over his eyes. You knew, for sure, that out of all your adventures; this was your favorite.
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Larry with pregnant! S/o
Larry being cute over his pregnant significant other
Sfw cut for length
Cw: pregnancy, domestic
It is no secret that Larry is a busy person. He takes his job as not only an accountant but a gym leader and an elite four member very seriously and somehow still has time for all three and to have a pretty average romantic life.
His life was just about to get busier when you announced your pregnancy to him. Those onyx eyes widened in surprise as his lips parted, the most emotion you've seen from him since the two of you got together. Covering his mouth with his hand, you could see his cheeks and his ears Flushing as those onyx eyes of his sparkled with Glee. Felt the butterflies in his stomach, the same butterflies he had felt when he first fell for you.
Surprised to no one he still came into work for a while but a shock to everyone he started coming to work not on time 9:00 on the dot no this time he would come early,. In Larry's brain he wanted to be an excellent husband and father of your child and provide for the both of you, he didn't expect you to work in fact he himself would slightly discourage you from working, but he would remind you that it is your choice.
You noticed ever since the reveal of your pregnancy; your lover had become a little extra protective over you. Occasionally he would fret about sharp objects, furniture, and Pokemon, your safety when you are home alone. He called or texted to check in almost every hour when he was in the bathroom on break or between battles when he waited eagerly for the next Challenger.
When his coworkers asked about Larry coming in early, he dropped the news of your pregnancy months after you had told him(Larry is bad at telling people things). Hassle, with great interest, asks how far you are, and when Larry answers, Geeta, with a confused look on her face, responded, "What are you doing here then?" And thus his boss & his coworkers all collectively convinced him to finally use his vacation hours and go home✨
Here he was paid vacation, and all this free time. You are happy that partner and honestly a little surprised that Larry decided to stay home with you you knew how busy he was and didn't want to get in the way of his work.
Ever since Larry started to stay home, you begin to notice more things how his hand would idly start to drift towards your pregnant stomach. Your Larry before was never one for physical affection, but now, it seems He couldn't keep his hands off you.
Larry's fretting has gotten worse; now, suddenly, you're not allowed to do any more physical labor anymore. The guy even started cooking/bringing home food. Anytime he saw you doing something anything, he would say, "Here, let me help." and suddenly, he's doing the entire thing by himself while you're just standing there. You always hear him ask you if you need anything.
Larry was not used to having so much free time, so much so that he still kept himself busy attending to you; now that Larry was home, suddenly, you are no longer allowed to move from your bedroom. At the same time, Larry promised that he'd have a whole room remodeled into a nursery for the baby. It was lovely of him to think about your aching body, but you really wanted to help because this was your baby too.
Larry was a pretty average cook, but he always tried to make or get anything you craved.
His Staraptor would always try to settle atop your stomach as if you were its nest; you think it's the cutest thing, but Larry worried that his partner's sharp claws piercing your stomach would remove his bird Pokemon from you.
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