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deckardsdwelling · 8 months
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“Harrison Ford has a new Peruvian snake species named after him”
"These scientists keep naming critters after me, but it's always the ones that terrify children," Ford told Conservation International. "I don't understand. I spend my free time cross-stitching. I sing lullabies to my basil plants, so they won't fear the night."
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"The snake's got eyes you can drown in, and he spends most of the day sunning himself by a pool of dirty water — we probably would've been friends in the early '60s," he said. "It's a reminder that there's still so much to learn about our wild world - and that humans are one small part of an impossibly vast biosphere,"
(Link to full article below)
(Harrison Ford responds to snake species being named after him - BBC - 08/16/23)
— WDD
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ave09 · 10 months
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marriage
indiana jones x reader
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“indy?”
“doll?”
“where do you draw the line when it comes to grading?” the man glanced up at you, pushing his round spectacles up the bridge of his nose, “what do you mean?” 
you slid the test you were grading across the table, “her answer is correct technically speaking, but he added a lot of unnecessary information that i had to pick the paragraph apart to find the right answer.” 
his hazel eyes skimmed the overly large paragraph, chuckling, “mark it as wrong.” you arched your brows in surprise, “really?” indiana nodded, “she’s adding in the extra information in order to try and score points with me, i’ve seen it too many times before.” 
“but won’t marking it wrong benefit her? this is worth ten points, marking this wrong will bring her to an F. therefore, you will have you will have to meet with her after class, giving her exactly what she wants, which is alone time with her attractive professor.” 
indiana stared blankly for a moment. he knew you were right. and yet, his answer remained the same, “mark it wrong.” 
you complied, using a red pen to mark an ‘x’ over the question. “well, don’t complain to me when she starts writing ‘love you’ across her eyelids.” 
suddenly, indiana rose from his seat abruptly, “maybe it’s time to show them that i already have a lovely lady.” 
“they know, i’ve been to your class before, indiana.” 
“no no, i mean like officially. show ‘em that i’m off the market completely.” you furrowed your brows, “indy, i’m not following.” the man rushed out of the room, toward the kitchen. you rose to follow him, only to hear, “don’t move!” 
so you remained seated. you heard a rummaging sound, then a clang. your gut told you to go see what was going on, but you remained compliant to indiana’s orders. 
he reentered the room, “okay,” he exhaled deeply, “i was gonna plan this out, make it nice and all, but i am known to be spontaneous..” 
then he dropped to one knee. your eyes widened as he revealed a small velvet box. you couldn’t believe it. 
“beautiful, we’ve been through a whole hell of a lot. from wild adventures, to almost dying, you’ve stuck with me through it all. and i’ll be honest, i never saw myself as the type of guy to settle down, but, then i met you.”
tears stung your eyes.
“you make me better, you make my life better. you’re the light in the darkness and i love you so much.”
he opened the box, revealing a beautiful diamond ring. 
“will you do me and the honor, and become mrs. jones.” 
you smiled tearfully, nodding rapidly, “of course i will, indy.” he grinned widely, “i had a feeling you’d say yes.” indiana then rose to his full height, you stood as well, approaching him. the man gently reached for your left hand, sliding the band onto your ring finger.
you couldn’t believe it! you were getting married!
“y’know, i think this calls for a celebration.” 
“celebration?” you were thinking he met breaking out the wine, or even heading to the bedroom. but instead, indiana moseyed toward the stereo, clicking it on.
 ‘cheek to cheek’ by fred astaire began playing. 
indiana turned around, extending a hand toward you, “dance with me?” 
“of course.” you replied, taking his hand. you two danced around your dining room, completely forgetting about the pile of papers that needed to be graded.
indiana began singing along in a low voice, “when we’re off together dancing cheek to cheek.” it was always a surprise to hear him
sing. it was one of the man’s many hidden talents, and you were the only one he’d ever sing for. 
he then spun you around, before pulling you close to him. 
“i love you.” he whispered, leaning in to kiss you. 
“i know.” you replied, only to have him
jerk back, “ i know? that’s all i get? i know?” you let out a loud laugh, “i love you too, indy. more than anything.” you then pressed your lips to his in a passionate kiss.
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the next morning, indiana jones walked to his classroom with an unexplained pep in his step.  the students exchanged confused looks, the professors were curious.
the man stepped into his classroom, clapping his hands as he grinned at the students, “good morning class!”
“good morning, doctor jones.” they replied. one of the girls, the very one who had added all the entire information onto her test, raised her hand. 
“yes, miss fisher?”
“you seem very happy this morning, doctor jones, has something happened?” the man’s smile somehow grew bigger as he thought back to the events of the night before.
“something has happened, miss fisher, and i’ve been waiting all morning to tell you-i’m getting married.” 
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pedroam-bang · 5 months
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Raiders Of The Lost Ark (1981)
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specialcar · 7 months
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1970 Maserati Indy 4200 coupee
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*I'm going to look like an idiot if it's not about time travel
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svnsati0nal · 22 days
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alloftheimaginesblog · 9 months
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Headcanons for being married to Indiana Jones...
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Life is always an adventure with Indy.
He takes you on his adventures sometimes. Most of the time they're harmless... there was a couple of times though where you had been minding your business sunning yourself and almost got killed. If that ever happens though Indy keeps you safe and does anything to make sure you're okay.
Visiting him at the college during his lunch breaks to have lunch with him.
All his students know you (and they prefer you). They smile and greet you as they leave the class for lunch. Some ask if you can talk Indy into not giving him homework.
He's a big ol' softy when it comes to you. He's sweet and kind and not as grumpy.
He loves cuddling you. He likes spooning you, likes to feel your body pressed against him... He's also not opposed to being the little spoon sometimes, it's nice. He'll hold you tight and make you feel so safe.
He'll keep you in bed for a lot longer because he doesn't want to stop cuddling.
He smells like coffee, leather and musk... sometimes gun powder.
After a hard day's work, he'll run you a bath with candles and will make dinner for you both.
You're the only person he allows to call him Henry and he actually quite likes when you call him Henry though he'd never admit that to you.
Sex all the time. He walks around half naked all the time, what do you expect?
Shower sex. Rough sex when he's frustrated. Putting that whip to good use. He likes wearing his hat during sex and also likes when you wear it too. He likes being in control but loves when you dominate him every so often. Loud sex.
Lots of kisses. Deep, passionate kisses where you moan into his mouth and go weak at the knees.
He makes you laugh harder than anyone.
Forehead kisses and lots of them.
Probably lots of rants about all sort of historical artefacts and how they should be in a museum.
He's very good at gift giving. He'll gift you rare little trinkets, lovely jewellery which is handmade from many of the places he's visited, rare books first edition signed... He's a great gift giver. Very sentimental and sweet.
He's grumpy when he's not had coffee. You roll your eyes and laugh at him as he pouts on the couch.
You worry about him when he goes off on his adventures but he makes an effort to write and call whenever he can.
Fights which end in slamming doors and then hot angry sex.
Indy's a good guy and he makes life fun and exciting.
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molliemoo3 · 3 months
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Indycar giving me the perfect livery, it's so purple!!!!!!
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holllandtrash · 9 months
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In case ya’ll don’t follow my socials, here’s how my day went🫶🏼
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dredsina · 1 month
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I'm curious why everyone is shocked to see how big my dog is in person. I think everyone looks at her pictures and thinks she's Sheltie-sized or even Border Collie sized... but she's German Shepherd-sized
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ave09 · 10 months
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hop on
indiana jones x reader
note; y’all im running out of ideas 😭 i love writing for han and indy am struggling with what to write, so plsssss message me with some ideas of what you’d like to see
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“my legs hurt.” 
“mine too, but don’t worry miss, i’m
okay!” 
indiana groaned, glancing back at his fiancée and the child who had become a son to him, “pankot palace is only a few miles away.” he stated. you let out a sigh, placing a hand upon your aching side, “may i remind you that i was shot a little over twenty-four hours ago? technically i shouldn’t even be doing this.” you weren’t trying to be snippy, but damn did it hurt. 
“i told you that you could’ve stayed at the village.” 
“and let us go out and do something crazy? she’s too smart for that doctor jones.” short round pointed out. indiana pursed his lips, pausing as he turned to face the duo. you looked absolutely exhausted, your face tinged with red. 
the man pursed his lips, before walking down the slope of the hill where you stopped to catch your breath. he shrugged off his pack,
 handing it to shorty, who took it with a smile.  you arched your brows as he now stood before you, whipping around, “hop on.”
indiana jones was offering you a piggy back ride.
never in a million years did you think you’d ever see this. 
“are you serious?” 
“does it look like i’m joking?” 
you let out a laugh, but indiana did not seem amused, “come on doll, you said your legs hurt, now let’s go.” 
so you jumped slightly, feeling indiana catch you with his muscular arms. this was a feeling unlike anything you’d experienced. but you most definitely enjoyed it, although the sweat was a con factor. 
“thank you indy.” 
“of course, doll.” 
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pedroam-bang · 3 months
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Indiana Jones And The Last Crusade (1989)
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specialcar · 7 months
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1970 Maserati indy
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svnsati0nal · 21 days
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