#Indiana Jones Fans

[warrenwoodhouse]

Indiana Jones Main Theme Version 1 by Warren Woodhouse

Original Cover song by @warrenwoodhouse, recorded using my 2017 G&L Legacy Mk II Electric Guitar.

[danielleurbansblog]

Review: Trust No One

Synopsis: Loyalists meant to rid their country of a double-dealing collaborator. Instead, they created a threat that could destroy Allied unity.Algiers. Winter 1942. Conor Thorn is devastated. He’s been fired from the OSS. His wife, Emily, has been fired from MI6. They allowed their morals to bend certain truths concerning the outcome of their last mission. Forever dedicated to defeating Axis…

[francoisl-artblog]

Here is it, guys ! It was kinda hard to choose between all your suggestion, I received a lot ! But it was pretty nice to make.

I kinda sketched a 2nd part with other characters who didn't make the cut, but I really don't know when I'll be able to finish it.

Maybe later ! Maybe...

Eh, Enjoy this one.

Astérix, Agent Stone, Kratos, Indiana Jones, Kinger (c) Uderzo, Sega/Paramount, Studio Santa Monica, Lucasfilm, Nintendo, Glitch Production respectively.

Artwork made by me.

[beebox-illustrations]

So…. Guess what I’m currently rewatching😬

Are there any supernatural fans among you? I’d be delighted :D

Have a fantastic Sunday !✨🌻💚

[youronlydrpepper]

Indiana Jones Character exploration I did for class

I kinda like how this design came out, may try to draw him more often with this design

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[all-spare-parts]

This Archaeologist Kills Fascists

[spacerockband]

the inside of doug eiffel’s brain canonically looks like the raiders of the lost arc store room. i simply took this concept to its logical conclusion (which is indiana jones hera)

[johnny-dynamo]

Where Doesn't It Hurt..? by Jason Reed

[geekynerfherder]

Showcasing art from some of my favourite artists, and those that have attracted my attention, in the field of visual arts, including vintage; pulp; pop culture; books and comics; concert posters; fantastical and imaginative realism; classical; contemporary; new contemporary; pop surrealism; conceptual and illustration.

The art of Richard Philpott.

[busyasabbey]

I need me a Blade Ranger cosplaying as Indiana Jones art 😭 Cos his hoist thingy is like Indie's wip 👉🏻👈🏻

[myveryownfanfiction]

18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI

tags: @illiana-mystery, @eclecticwildflowers, @iobsessoverfictionalmen

warnings: slight spoilers for dial of destiny, smut, swearing, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kids)

Rubbing my eyes, I yawned as I opened my door. My next door neighbor was standing in the hallway with a baseball bat, in a tshirt and his underwear.

“dr. Jones?” I asked sleepily. “Everything ok?” I had to raise my voice slightly above the music. Indiana jones turned towards me, eyes wide and a look of annoyance on his face. Something flashed across his face when he took me in before settling back into his normal mask of indifference.

“the damn music…” he grumbled. I nodded. “Woke me up.” I furrowed my eyebrows.

“isn’t it a work day?” I asked as I ventured into the hallway. “I thought there was an understanding…” Indiana nodded.

“apparently it’s moon day. Whatever that means.” I looked at him confused. “Thank you. I’m not the only one.”

“let me handle it.” I said with a pat on his arm. Pounding on the door, I waited until Larry appeared in the opening. “Hi ya Larry.”

“(Y/N).” He groaned. “What you want?” I raised my eyebrows at him.

“Well Larry. See we got a problem. Both me and dr. Jones. Turn the damn music down.” Larry rolled his eyes at me.

“it’s moon day. Like I told him.” Larry said and tried to close the door. In one swift movement, I took the bat from Indiana and jammed it in the opening. Larry stared at me as I used it to force the door back open.

“Now Larry that isn’t very nice.” I said sweetly. I could feel indianas eyes burning a hole in the back of my head. “Listen Larry how’s this. You turn down the music and I don’t call the police with a tip about your little recreational plant. What do you say to that?” I asked as I stepped into the doorway. Larry stared at me wide eyed. I could hear Indiana chuckling behind me.

“how…” he asked.

“oh come on Larry. A skunk smells better than that weed you buy.” I scoffed. “Now the longer you sit here talking to me the more the price goes up. I could get you for dealing. Or better yet, dealing to a minor.” Larry’s eyes widened further. “Yeah I know all about Hannah. So why don’t you just turn down that music.” Larry scrambled over to the radio and turned it down. “Good boy. Now if we hear it again, and dr. Jones will tell me if he hears it although I’m sure I’ll hear it first, I won’t ask. I’ll just call.” Smiling at him, I flipped the bat onto my shoulder and went back into the hall. The door closed behind me and I smiled over at Indiana. He laughed and shook his head.

“where’d you learn to do that with a bat?” He asked as he took it back. I smiled at him.

“Took a couple self defense classes.” I shrugged. Indiana smirked at me.

“they don’t teach that in self defense.” He pointed out. I winked.

“exactly.” I laughed. Indiana laughed and shook his head.

“Well thank you (Y/N). I greatly appreciate that.” He said, smiling at me. “Damn you’re something else.” Turning to head back to his apartment, I bit my lip.

“hey dr. Jones!” I called after him. He turned on the stairs to look at me. “You have breakfast yet?” He shook his head.

“not yet. Why?” I cracked my knuckle nervously.

“why don’t you come eat with me. I was about to make some.” I said with a smile. Indiana looked back at his apartment and then back at me before nodding. “Great! But uh…sir you may want to put on some pants.” Indiana looked down and then back at me.

“right.” He agreed. “Be back down in ten.” I nodded and opened my door.

“door will be open. Just come right in.” I called after him. Walking into my kitchen, I put the bowl I had set out back in the cabinet. Grabbing a pan and the eggs, I started making scrambled eggs while the coffee maker started up. I grabbed the toaster and tossed in two pieces of bread before I heard the door open and lock.

“(Y/N)?” Indiana called.

“in here. Straight back down the hallway. Last door on your right!” I called back. I heard Indiana walking through the house and finally appearing in the doorway. “Hi!” I chirped when he walked in. “Coffee is almost done and just started the eggs.” Indiana nodded and walked over to the coffee machine. Reaching up, he grabbed a cup from the cabinet. I blushed and looked away when his shirt rode up.

“toast?” Indiana asked. I nodded.

“nearly done.” I pointed to the toaster. “Butter and jam are in the fridge.” Indiana nodded and opened the door. He grabbed both before grabbing the creamer. Pouring himself some coffee after the beep, he added creamer and leaned against the counter. Taking a sip, he watched as I finished up our breakfast.

“thanks again. For dealing with Larry.” Indiana said as he took the plate I offered him. “And this.” Smiling at him, I made up my plate and went to sit next to him at my kitchen island.

“so how’s it going at the university?” I asked as we started to eat.

“making me retire.” He grumbled out. I paused and looked over at him.

“what are you going to do?” I asked softly. Indiana sighed and shook his head. “Dr. Jones…” I started.

“don’t. Please. Don’t.” He looked over at me and I nodded.

“ok.” I whispered. “Would I be off base to ask about your wife?” Indiana shook his head.

“divorce finalized.” He grumbled. “Still can’t believe she did that. But it is what it is.” I stared down at my plate, mind playing ping pong with itself. On the one hand I was sad for him, divorced and forced to retire in the same week. On the other hand, he was available.

“I’m sorry dr. Jones.” I said softly. He looked over at me and waved a hand.

“like I said. It is what it is.” Taking a sip of coffee, he held up a finger. “How many times do I have to tell you to call me Indiana?” He asked. I shrugged while suppressing a laugh.

“how about we say one more time.” I joked. Indiana leaned over to nudge me with his shoulder. “You forget I took archeology 101 and it’s a habit.”

“and you forget we had drinks the second you dropped the class.” He shot back. I laughed and nodded as Indiana chuckled.

“I did forget about that. Because I got so drunk I’m pretty sure I came on to you.” Indianas laugh abruptly cut off and I blushed red. “Which you didn’t know I remembered. Right.” I quickly got up and grabbed our empty plates. Putting them in the sink, I started doing the dishes. I bit my lip to keep back the wave of tears that threatened to spill over.

“I…(Y/N)…it’s…” Indiana tried as he put his hand on my back. I stilled and turned off the water.

“It’s not ok. You were my teacher, even if I had dropped the class. And you were married. I shouldn’t have…” Indiana turned me around and pulled me into his chest.

“It’s alright.” He whispered as he kissed my head. Sighing, I melted into the hug. A few tears escaped and I tightened my grip on his shirt. “It’s ok.” He whispered again.

“Your shirt is on backwards.” I sniffed. Indiana started laughing and pulled back to look at me. Ducking to look at his reflection in the microwave, he shook his head.

“so it is.” He smiled at me. I laughed and wiped my eyes. “Feeling better?” I shrugged and he hugged me again. “Would you feel better if I said that my marriage was on the rocks before you did that?” I shrugged again. “Or that I was beyond glad you dropped the class? Because I was.” He pressed another kiss to my head. “It wasn’t right to feel that way about a student. And when you weren’t a student anymore…well…” I pulled back to stare at him. He smiled at me.

“you…what?” I asked. He nodded. “Really?” Indiana nodded.

“Really.” He confirmed. I immediately cupped his face and pulled him in for a kiss. Indiana squeezed my hips and leaned into the kiss. I wrapped my arms around his neck and took a step back. Indiana followed and I led him to my bedroom. Pulling away, I stared at him and panted.

“we don’t have to if you don’t…” I started. Indiana cut me off with another kiss. He quickly pulled his shirt over his head, breaking away only briefly to get it off. My hands fell to his chest and Indiana shivered under my touch.

“it’s been a while (Y/N). I can’t make any promises.” He warned me as I pulled away to pull off my shirt.

“I don’t want promises.” I said as I ran my hands down his chest and smiled as he tensed. “I just want you.” Smiling, Indiana pulled me close to him again.

“That I can give you.” He whispered before picking me up and putting me on the bed. I smiled at him as he tugged off my pajama pants and underwear. Leaning up to kiss me, Indiana ran his hands down my body and it was my turn to shiver. I reached out for his pants and Indiana nipped along my jawline. Pushing them down, I turned my head to kiss his cheek. He paused as I trailed kissed along his jawline.

“Last chance to back out.” I breathed out. Indiana smiled at me before kissing me deeply. Laying down between my legs, he propped himself up on his forearms. “Indiana. Please.” I whined when he resumed his kissing. Chuckling, Indiana nipped my lip as he entered me. I moaned into the kiss and wrapped my arms around his neck. “Indiana.” He hummed against my lips as he slowly started to thrust into me.

“(Y/N).” He whispered, speeding up and running his hand down my side. “Damn. It’s been too fucking long.” He kissed my cheek and buried his head in my neck as he thrust hard and fast into me. “Don’t know if I can hold on much longer.” I ran my fingers through his hair and Mohamed as he brushed a spot in me.

“keep hitting that spot and I won’t either.” I joked. Indiana pulled back and gave me a smirk. He thrust into me again and hit the same spot, over and over.

“Indiana. Indiana. Indy!” I panted. He chuckled as he pressed kisses along my throat.

“just like that. Little more sweetheart.” He whispered. Indiana thrust into me one more time before I came.

“indy!” I screamed. He chuckled before moaning in my ear.

“(Y/N). Shit. (Y/N).” He moaned as he orgasmed. we both stilled as we caught our breath. I absently ran my fingers through his hair as he slowly pulled out. Peppering kisses over my face, Indiana laid down his his head on my chest. I smiled softly at him before kissing his forehead. Indiana looked up at me with a smile. “That was nice.” He said.

“yeah. Definitely want to do that again.” I laughed. He smiled with a nod, leaning up to kiss me again. Our little bubble of happiness was broken with the pounding on my door.

“(Y/N)!” Larry yelled. Indiana and I looked at each other before we started laughing.

“guess it’s our turn to get a noise complaint.” I laughed as I got up to grab my robe. Indiana nodded with a laugh. He looked at the clock on my nightstand and started getting dressed.

“I have to go to work. But I can come back over later.” Indiana said as he followed me towards the door. “Can still give Larry a start though.” He leaned over to kiss me before slipping out through the door as I opened it.

“what’s up Larry?” I asked as I causally leaned on the frame, watching him flounder after seeing Indiana jones leave my apartment.

[aherdofbees]

Timelapse drawing below the cut

[wandering-koyote]

Pretty brown eyes—

[artbyjasonleung]

Short Round in Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom 🤠

[balu8]

Chris Samnee: Indiana Jones

[youronlydrpepper]

Hi, I sadly don’t have much for Valentines art wise so here’s some more Indy I did recently

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