#harrison ford x reader
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indiana jones x reader
“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.”
#indiana jones x reader#indiana jones#indiana jones and the temple of doom#indy#indiana jones and the raiders of the lost ark#harrison ford x reader#harrison ford movies#young harrison ford
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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
warnings: swearing
taglist: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @eclecticwildflowers
The desert wind blew around me as I stood looking out at the dig site. Sand swirled around me and I pulled my bandana up over my nose.
“Dig doesn’t start until tomorrow you know.” I nodded to acknowledge Indiana but didn’t take my eyes off the site.
“It’s out there you know.” I looked at him out of the corner of my eye. “My research is right. We’ll find the box.” Indiana nodded.
“I believe you.” He put a hand on my arm and I turned towards him. “Sallah believes you. Now come on. Let’s go inside before this turns into a sandstorm.” I nodded and followed him into the tent sallah had prepared for us.
“I will admit, it’ll be nice to go back to the hotel once this is all done.” I chuckled as I pulled off the bandana. Indiana laughed and laid down on the bed.
“Oh come on doll. Nothing beats camping out under the stars like this.” I laughed and laid down next to him. “And come tomorrow this bed isn’t going to matter at all. We’ll be so exhausted it will look like a master suite.” I laid my head on his chest and sighed.
“you’re right.” I agreed. “As long as…” Indiana kissed me and wrapped his arm around me.
“nope. You’re not jinxing this dig. Not like the last one.” I chuckled and pulled indianas hat off his head.
“that wasn’t my fault Indy!” I cried as he made a grab for the hat. “You know it wasn’t my fault. Someone…hey!” I leaned over the edge of the bed, holding the hat as far away from him as I could. Indiana laughed as he tried to grab his hat. “Hey!…someone forgot to check the weather for the week! Indiana!” I laughed as I nearly fell off the bed, Indiana laying on me as he continued to try to get his hat.
“Give me my damn hat.” He growled out. I laughed as I let gravity bend my back towards the ground. I yelped as I started to slip off the bed. “Oh!” Indiana gripped my hips and pulled me back onto the bed. I jammed the hat onto my head and wrapped my arms around his neck.
“My hero!” I teased as Indiana let his head rest against my collarbone. He chuckled before pushing up on his forearms.
“You’re lucky I love you.” I smiled at him as he leaned down to kiss me. “Thank you.” He drawled as he plucked the hat from my head and rolled off me. I huffed as I sat up and watched him put the hat back on, covering his eyes.
“yeah love you too Indy.” I scoffed as he settled down. I moved to get up when he grabbed my arm, pulling me back down against his chest.
“Go to sleep sweetheart. You’ll need the rest tomorrow.” He muttered, eyeing me from under the hat. I laughed as I leaned up to kiss him again before settling in against his chest.
#Indiana jones#indiana jones fanfic#indiana jones fanfiction#Indiana Jones x reader#indiana jones imagine#Harrison ford#harrison Ford x reader#Harrison Ford fanfic#Harrison Ford fanfiction#Harrison Ford imagine
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pairing: han solo x reader
summary: han knows how to reset your attitude
contents/warnings: based on the line 'you could use a good kiss!', condescension, brat!reader and subsequent brat taming, use of 'sister' as a pet name as he uses it for Leia in the movies (ie. not the way you'd use it towards an actual sibling), don't like don't read.
You call storming after the hotheaded captain through the corridors of his rickety ship justified, but Han calls it ridiculous.
"Han Solo," You call with a growl, you voice ragged and rough with indignation, "This is not what we agreed on!"
"You don't call the shots around here, sister," He lets out a deprecating bark of laughter at your anger, but his amusement fades the more doggedly you pursue him, "This is my ship, and I decide what we smuggle."
"And you've decided on rathtars?" You shriek, "They could massacre us all with only one tentacle, and they've got dozens!"
"That's why they're gonna be in cages," Han drawls, sounding for all the world like he's never been more exasperated, "C'mon, princess, y'think I'm stupid or something?"
"Pretty frequently, yeah!" You gush, ramming into his back when he stops in the doorway of his quarters. You haven't caught your balance yet when he whirls around, but he grips your jaw and leaves the steadying to you as he plants a firm kiss on your rage-stained mouth. There's not a whole lot of tongue, teeth, or anything kind, it's forceful and near-bruising. It's not a gesture of affection, it's a lecture, a chastisement, a scolding.
He breaks away and his eyes hold reproach as he levels a warning glare down at you, your face still held in his hands.
"There, crazy, 'that fix 'ya? I know what I'm doing, I wouldn't bring something onto the ship if I thought it was gonna kill us."
They're angry, you want to say, but Han's kiss has effectively silenced you, your jaw aching gently in his large hand.
He seems satisfied with this, knowing you wanted to fight but seeing that you'd chosen to secede, and leans in once more. This time it's a reward, a sweet, kind thing that he's happy to give you.
"Good." He decides, letting go and retreating into his quarters, knowing you'll follow at his heels the way you always do, "Just ignore 'em, baby. I'll do the dirty work, just pretend they're not even here."
#han solo x reader#han solo imagine#han solo x you#han solo x y/n#han solo smut#han solo fanfiction#han solo fanfic#han solo fic#han solo oneshot#han solo one-shot#han solo one shot#han solo headcanon#han solo headcanons#han solo hc#han solo hcs#han solo fluff#han solo blurb#han solo dialogue#han solo drabble#harrison ford x reader
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Mrs Jones
Pairing:Indiana Jones x Fem reader
Description:After being on a long adventure in Vietnam,you decide that you would like to be with him on more of his adventures
You drink the rest of the bottled water given to you by a local along with a small bag of fruits for both you and Indy.The two of you laugh along the way trading laughs and flirting in between as you walked to the small home you were staying in for the last 3 weeks of your journey."I might not have beaten the tsunami but at least I beat the crap out of those three guys on the mountain" you roll your eyes as he flexed his arm as you smack him in the chest "You didn't but I sure did" winking at him taking his hat off his head putting it on your head giggling while he stares at you for a second feeling his heart flutter.He grabs your waist looking at you with his eyebrow raised giving you his well known smirk "Oh did you now?" your response of sarcasm is soon forgotten when the next thing you knew you were in a incredible gentle kiss that took your breath away still feeling his warmth breath on your face after he pulls away.He smiles one of his genuine smiles that he only shows to people that he grows bonds with "If you want my hat then it's yours Mrs Jones" you giggle pulling back into another kiss before finishing the walk to the house.
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young harrison ford in S4, EP 18 of The F.B.I (1969) 💍💍
#harrison ford#harrison ford x reader#glen reverson#the f.b.i#young harrison ford#obsessed with harrison ford idc
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PLEASE MAKE AN ASSISTANT SERIES OH GOSHHH
ILL ASSIST HIM ANY DAY, he wants me on my knees? I’m down.
also imagine just waking up one day and he stole your earrings, gosh, he totally would
LITERALLY. i will me thinks.
like one day you notice he's sporting some new earrings - black diamond. and they look suspiciously familiar. "Mr. Ford?" he looks at you and he has like, a shit eating grin on his face. "yeah?"
and you're like "? are those my earrings?" and he's like, "😁 are they?" and you have to get all up in his space and when you see they, in fact, ARE your earrings, you start whining and you smack his shoulder and he just laughs. "what? don't they go with my outfit?"
#bnuuy answers#₍ᐢ. .ᐢ₎ bnuuy's drabbles!#harrison ford#harrison ford drabble#harrison ford imagine#harrison ford x reader#HE IS LITERALLY#like#he likes to act like he's soooo standoffish#but he's just a silly old man#my silly old man#i love old white men#૮( ꩜ ㅅ ꩜)ა bnuuy loves harrison ford#asks!#emmaloo21
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ENTERING THE FORTRESS
notes: this man… this grown, old man right here. he could get it. i thoroughly warned y’all. this is just a little intro tho (word count ~800) so no smut. will probably write the smut at some point tho. pt2 anyone? just me? okay!!
MINORS DNI! - no smut but still not necessarily appropriate
“Oh his girlfriend has incredible legs.” Gaby says as she pulls into Paul’s driveway.
“She’s not my girlfriend.” He grumbles from the back, before working his way out of the car. You let out a giggle at the grumpy old man and lean over to Gaby.
“That makes sense to me. Y’figure if Paul’s got a girlfriend, she has to have good legs. Not like he could do all the work.” You say in a hushed tone, and Gaby’s jaw drops, waiting for Paul to close the door before speaking.
“You’ve thought about sex with Paul? Like, thought it through?”
“You haven’t?”
Her eyes widen, bewilderment flooding her features. “No! He’s my boss!”
“He ain’t my boss.”
“He has a very nice, and very sexy, and very age appropriate girlfriend now!”
“She’s not his girlfriend.” You say, giving your best Paul impression and laughing.
“Oh my God– oh my God.”
“Do you think he’d go for it?” You ask, flipping down the passenger mirror and checking your hair.
“You’re not serious.”
It’s fair of her to say so, part of you really enjoys the shocked, terrified look on her face, and it wouldn’t be the first time you said something outlandish just to get a kick out of her, but you can’t say you aren’t serious.
You turn to her and give her your best, most dramatic pout. “Come on! I wanna fuck an old guy! You did it!”
She gasps like she’s offended, quickly coming to her own defense. “There is a big difference between fifty and seventy.”
You can’t help the smile that creeps back on to your face. You’re having too much fun. You cherished Gaby’s opinion, and it probably had some significance to it, but you don’t care. You know what you want.
Paul comes back out and stands on his porch, watching you both with his face twisted up in annoyance.
“He’s handsome,” you say as you look out at him. “I think he’d be pretty good.” You look back to Gaby, seeing her dismayed expression as she looks at Paul.
“You’re thinking about it, aren’t you?”
“Yes.” She groans, lips turned in a frown, but then raises her eyebrows as though she’s reconsidered. “He’s mean.” She says, in a cheerier tone.
“Right? But a little nice.” You both share a giggle.
“Honestly, I kinda wanna see how this plays out.”
You roll your eyes playfully. “That’s not a very supportive answer. But I am pretty confident.”
“Yeah, good luck.” She finally laughs, disgust wearing off.
“Are you two going to leave or are you just going to sit in my driveway all night?” Paul calls out angrily from his porch, but his crotchety act isn’t going to deter you.
You start to get out, and Gaby starts panicking again.
“Oh my God, you’re going now? Like now? Oh my God.” But you aren’t listening, already formulating a plan in your head.
“I’ll be back in anywhere from 30 seconds to… 45 minutes?” You shrug and raise your eyebrows at her, before hopping out and running off toward the old bastard, jumping up and down as you meet him.
“Paul, please, can I please use your bathroom?” You ask, panting and squirming in impatience to keep up your rouse.
Paul holds his hand up and starts to grumble, but you cut him off before he can speak.
“I know about all the Fortress of Solitude shit, but we’re practically strangers, and it would just be a quick little thing. Plus, I’m good at keeping my mouth shut.” You nod desperately, supporting your words. “And I really have to pee. Gaby is… going through something.” You both turn to look at her, dramatically hyperventilating in the car as she watched. “She can’t drive home, & I don’t drive, & I’m not gonna make the walk. Please.”
Paul sighs as he watches you, dancing in his driveway, looks back at Gaby, and then back to you. The last time he let somebody in– Gaby– it reminded him exactly why he didn’t. But Gaby had already seen the bathroom, & he didn’t see you being brave enough to snoop for her.
Plus, he did have a soft spot for beautiful young ladies, even if they were less than half his age and he was already pretty preoccupied in that arena. Watching you squirm, hearing you say please… he couldn’t deny you.
“You tell her about anything, and I will get you.” He threatens, and you smile freely.
“Yes! Thank you. Oh my God.”
Paul opens his door and gives you directions for the bathroom, watching closely as you go running off in that direction.
“What?!” Gaby yells from her car, then rolls down her window and leans her head out.
“She gets to go in?” She yells out to Paul.
He just waves her off and follows you inside, trying to ignore the mental image of you stripping your pants.
JUST LEAVE ME TO WANT THIS OLD MAN IN PEACE PLEASE THANK YOU <3 ps i LOVE gaby smmmm
#allow me to be probably the first to use this tag#that will probably get 0 traction#paul rhoades x reader#‘i’m going to write a fic that is so irrelevant to anyone else’s interests’#DEAL W IT#<3#harrison ford x reader
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haunted | han solo
pairing: han solo x fem!reader
word count: 305
“No!” You screamed as Luke got attacked by another wave of lightning. "No! Please, I'll do anything!"
"He deserves it." Palpatine hissed. He smiled evilly, savouring the sound of Luke's and your screams.
Darth Vader strode over, picked Palpatine up and threw him into the chasm, saving Luke's life.
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"Father, please don't go." You begged, tears streaming down your face.
"It's too late for me, my daughter. Take care of yourself and your siblings." Darth Vader said. "Help me take off this helmet."
"But Father, you'll die." Luke spoke softly.
"It's too late for me, son. Just let me look at you two with my own eyes." You slowly removed his helmet, gasping at his pale and scarred face.
"You were right, children. Tell your sister you were right." Vader died, and you put your head in your hands, sobbing. Luke pulled your hands away from your face, and engulfed you into a hug. You placed your head into the crook of his neck, crying softly. He placed his chin on your head, sighing.
You bolted awake, accidentally waking Han in the process. "Mmm, princess what's wrong?" He rubbed his eyes sleepily.
"Nothing, Han. Just a memory I wanted to forget." Han was sitting next to you in an instant, wrapping his arms around you and pulling you onto his lap.
"It's okay y/n, I have some memories that I want to forget too. Just let it out."
You wrapped your arms around him, laying your head on his chest. Your cries were quiet, but Han heard them.
"I d-dreamed about my father's d-death, a-and Luke getting shocked a-again." You hiccuped.
"I know it hurts, princess. I'm here for you, whenever you need me." He lay back down, moving into a more comfortable position.
"Thank you, Han."
"All part of the job description, sweetheart."
#han solo#harrison ford#han solo x reader#harrison ford x reader#han solo imagine#han solo fanfiction#han solo x y/n#return of the jedi#star wars#star wars fanfiction#solo#han solo one shot
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HARRISON FORD MASTERLIST
Here are all my stories and imagines about the magnificent Harrison Ford. Enjoy! 💕
HIMSELF* (age limit : 60 years)
Currently on working
CHARACTERS
Indiana Jones
Han solo
Quinn Harris
( These are my favorite ones; More are possible according to the requests I receive).
TAG LIST
Let me know if you want to join the team 😀
#harrison ford#harrison ford story#harrison ford fiction#harrison ford x reader#indiana jones fiction#Indiana Jones x reader
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I WANT WHAT THEY HAVE
Also Leia is the exact same height as me so this would actually be my height diff with Han 🤭
#Han solo#leia organa#leia skywalker#Star Wars#han solo x reader#Han Solo x Leia#i want what they have#he’s so fine#harrison ford#carrie fisher
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cheater
indiana jones x wife!reader
note: the title is very deceiving lmao. i’m still on my indy kick, and i’m about to write some han stuff bc i love that man. this is set after temple of doom and is just some nice fluff
“you cheat again dr. jones!”
“i did not!”
“once a cheat, always a cheat, dr. jones!” shorty exclaimed. you couldn’t help but laugh as you exited the kitchen, a plate of assorted fruits in your hands.
indiana and shorty were seated on the floor, cards in hand. upon returning to shang hai, you all had decided to lay low for a bit. after dealing with the thugee cult and barely escaping with your lives, a break was very much needed.
so you’d rented a hotel room and hadn’t left in three days, trying to rest and recharge.
you moved toward the coffee table that the two were seated near, placing the plate of fruit onto the table top. “honey, can you tell shorty that i’m not cheating?”
you glanced at your husband and shrugged, “i don’t know if i can, you do tend to cheat at these sort of games.”
the man gasped dramatically, feigning offense, “i am wounded, sweetheart! my own wife thinks me out to be a cheater.”
“you’ve done it one too many times indy, i just don’t know if i’d trust you with the cards.”
indiana set his cards face down upon the floor, a devilish grin upon his face as he stood up, moving toward you.
“you think of me as dishonest? a scoundrel?” he asked, his hands resting upon your hips. you glanced up at him, a smile toying on your lips, “maybe, maybe not.”
indiana leaned in slightly, “but you like me cause i’m a scoundrel.”
“hm, i don’t know. i have a thing for nice men.”
he scoffed, “honey, i’m the nicest man around.” he then pressed his lips to yours in a passionate kiss. your arms snaked around his neck, while his drifted lower down your hips.
“hey! indy and the missus! stop that!”
a laugh bubbled in your throat as you pulled away from your husband, glancing at the boy who’s expression had morphed into one of disgust.
indiana shook his head lightly, “y’know, sometimes i forget the kid is here.” “indy!”
“i’m just jokin’ honey.” he mumbled, pressing another kiss to your lips.
“ew, dr. jones!”
#indiana jones x reader#indiana jones#harrison ford x reader#harrison ford#indiana jones and the temple of doom#temple of doom#short round#ke huy quan
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18+ MINORS AND THOSE WITHOUT AGE IN BIO DNI
tags: @illiana-mystery, @iobsessoverfictionalmen, @eclecticwildflowers
warnings: cuts, bruises, mention of fight
I closed the door to the house and sighed. Dropping my bag next to the door, I paused at the sight of the leather jacket and hat hanging on the hook. Perking up, I hurried into the bedroom.
“Indiana!” I cried when I saw him. Indy turned towards me, halfway out of his shirt. He smiled at me and held his arms open, shirt now forgotten.
“(Y/N).” He sighed when I rushed into his arms. “I missed you.” I pulled back to look at him. I opened my mouth to respond when the cut under his eye made me pause.
“I didn’t realize this dog was that dangerous.” I said as I ghosted my finger tips over the cut. Indiana winced and gave me a small smile.
“I didn’t either.” He sighed. “Got into a little fight.” He pulled back to wave a hand at his torso. I looked down and gasped at the bruising across his ribs. “Doesn’t hurt that bad. Been a few days.” He shrugged and tried to pull me back into the hug but I held my ground.
“Indiana, let me take care of you.” I mused as I took his hand and led him to the bathroom. Pointing at the toilet, I went into the closet for the first aid kit. “Sit.” I ordered when I realized he was still standing there watching me. He seemed to jolt out of whatever his mind was on and sat down.
“You don’t have to do this you know.” Indiana said as I moved to kneel in front of him. I shrugged as I used a cotton ball to dab antiseptic on the few cuts that littered his face and chest.
“I know. But it’s rare I get to take care of you like this. They’re normally all healed by the time you come back. Besides,” I grabbed the wet washcloth and pressed it against his ribs. Indiana hissed and pulled back slight. “I want to.” He looked at me with understanding and nodded.
“ok.” He surrendered and let me finish patching him up. When I was done, I put the first aid kit away and reached out for his hand. Indiana took it and let me pull him into the bedroom. Pausing to grab his discarded shirt, I stripped and put it on. Indiana smiled as he laid down on the bed, arm out for me to curl up under. “Thank you.” He said with a kiss to my forehead.
“you’re welcome.” I said with a smile. “Thank you for letting me do that.” I leaned up to give him a kiss. Indiana hummed against my lips.
“I’ll try to come home with fresher cuts for you.” He teased. I gently pushed him before curling up against him again. “Love you.”
“love you too.” I sighed. “Welcome home Indy.”
#indiana jones fanfic#indiana jones fanfiction#indiana jones imagine#Indiana jones#indiana jones x reader#harrison ford#harrison ford x reader#harrison ford imagine#Harrison ford fanfic#Harrison ford fanfiction
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College bets
Fandom: Indiana Jones
Ship: Indiana Jones x reader
Warnings: swearing, slight mention of smut
Requested by: @groovy-lady
Summary: Indy asks your hand in marriage and the students of the collage you work with couldn’t be happier.
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It was no secret that Doctor Jones and Doctor (Y/L/N) were MADLY in love with each other. They both shared a passion for discovery and history. Dr. Jones taught Archeology and Dr. (Y/L/N) taught world mythology. They had went on archeological missions together and had dug together in many archeological sites. They were always attached by the hip, they always had lunch together either in one of their classrooms or at the cafe, every time a student wanted to talk to Dr. Jones in his classroom, Dr. (Y/L/N) was there and vice versa. It was rarer to see the couple alone than together.
If you asked the university’s students, they would tell you that these two were the “it” couple. Since the students watched Dr. (Y/L/N) and Dr. Jones interact with each other one time she came into his classroom to ask him something regarding work, they all shipped them nonstop. There were rumors regarding both of them, they ranged from seeing the kissing, to having sex on a classroom and seeing them go on dates. Of course these were rumors and rumors only.
It wasn’t until Dr. Jones mentioned his partner in one of his classes, asking the students what he should buy her in his next date. He was always so professional but yet so casual with his students, that’s why they all loved him. Immediately all of the students (mostly nosy people who had a crush on him) started asking questions about who his partner was and of course, after a lot of insisting, he gave in and revealed that these two were actually dating. You swore you heard cheers from across the hall in the other classroom, but you had no idea what had happened until Indy told you he had revealed your relationship. It was fine, it wasn’t like you cared if the students knew you two were dating. You both were in a committed relationship and had nothing to hide.
Everyone in the college was very happy for you and, surprisingly, you weren’t in trouble for being in a relationship with your co-worker. The students shipped you so much before that they were always excited and asked both you and Indy questions in class. Questions such as “Where is Dr. Jones taking you on your date?” “Have you guys watched the stars at night as a date?” “Do you guys live together?” “Have you been to his house?” almost everyday came up before your class started. They were all surprisingly respectful towards you and Indy and never really asked any improper questions.
As time passed, the two of you always went to work together, so the students assumed you both were, in fact, living together. And when more than a year passed, a new question came up amongst the rest in Indy’s classroom “When are you going to propose to Dr. (Y/L/N)?”. Every time he heard that question he just looked with confidence towards the student that asked him and he just didn’t answer it, starting or continuing the class as if no question had been asked. It wasn’t as if he didn’t want to ask your hand in marriage, he just didn’t know if either of you were prepared for that commitment. And, although he would and always will deny it, he was VERY scared of rejection and he didn’t want you to say no. The more time passed, the more frequently that question came up. He usually just shrugged it off and thought nothing of it until one day he overheard a conversation between some students that really made him question wether or not to ask you.
“Hey! 20 bucks. I’m betting 20 bucks that Dr. Jones is going to ask Dr. (Y/N/L) to marry him in less than two months!”
“Bullshit, he is never going to ask her. I don’t think their relationship will last. 50 bucks that they are breaking up before the end of the year.”
“No way dude! The are madly in love and are TOTALLY getting married, but I think he is going to ask her this month. I’m betting 35$ that he is asking her this month”
The students all shut up when they saw Indiana walking down the hall but immediately looked at him when he saw their other professor walk up to him and start making small talk. When you held his hand unconsciously while walking, you could hear the students say small “aw’s” and “I’m totally winning that bet”. When you asked Indy about that bet they were talking about, he said it was just some joke the students were talking about before she arrived and shrugged it off.
After that encounter, he really started to question how, when and where to ask you to marry him. The first thing he did was buy a ring, he bought you a beautiful white gold ring with the biggest diamond he could afford (which ended up being a huge gem). He thought it was best to ask you as soon as possible to get it over with, by that he meant his anxiety, he wanted it to be special for both of you but wanted to do it as soon as possible to get an answer from you. He really believed that you were going to say yes, but there was never really knowing until he asked you. He also planned on asking you in the college’s library, since that’s where you two met.
One day, he asked you to go with him to the library, it wasn’t a really weird request for him to do, since you two spent the most time there, together, and reading. You really didn’t know what he was doing but when the two of you reached the center of the library and just stopped there, while Indy was hugging your waist softly looking down at you with his greenish eyes sweetly, you knew something was going on.
“Darling, I love you. I thought I would live my whole live doing just two things: going from place to place digging up buried treasure and teaching in the four walls of my classroom. I don’t think I would be the man I am today if it weren’t for you, doll.” he said sweetly, with a soft voice as two not disturb the students that were studying and working in the library.
“Aw Indy, thank you! I love you too, so much.” You said, hugging his waist and pressing your head into his chest. After a few moments, he pulled away from the hug and grabbing your hand, he knelt down on one knee, that is when you realized what was going on. Happy tears filled you eyes as you looked at the man before you, the same man that has made you feel so special for almost two years. Some people may think it was too soon for him to ask your hand in marriage, but from the moment you two met, you both knew you would be spending the rest of your like together.
“Y/N, will you marry me?” you nodded you head furiously while crying.
“YES!” Everyone in the library, professors and students alike started clapping, whistling and congratulating you both as you kissed.
“I TOLD YOU THEY WERE GETTING MARRIED IN LESS THAN A MONTH!” was heard as two other students sighed and gave money to the student that shouted that. You could help but laugh hugging Indy again.
#Indiana Jones#indiana jones x reader#Indiana#fanfic#xreader#xreaderfanfic#x reader#fanfiction#self insert fanfic#self insert#harrison ford#harrison fords characters
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Yoooo! How about some Indiana Jones x reader? Maybe indiana surprises the reader with a vacation that doesn't involve artifacts/treasure hunting?
Thank you!! <3333
Woooo okay dokey!
Jones vacation
Pairing:Indiana Jones x GN reader
Description:After getting engaged Indy takes you on a surprise vacation
You smile following Indy to the car excited to where the two of you were going listening to music on the radio as he drove to the airport.He told you that the two of you were going somewhere in honor of getting engaged but wouldn't tell you where thinking it would end up with the two of you somewhere in the desert hunting some rare treasure from god knows how many time periods ago.You both quietly laugh,eat,and sleep on the plane until you landed getting outside of the airport and being blindfolded by him and going in a car mostly likely a cab or a rental car "Honey where are you taking me" he laughs as you look around despite not being able to see "Oh baby you'll see it's a surprise" you hold his hand the rest of the way until the car stops and he helps you out leading you with his arm as you try to guess where the two of you are knowing it was too cool and sunny to be the desert and to warm to be anywhere with snow.After walking for a couple of minutes you felt sand under your feet waiting patiently as he took the blindfold off your face immediately covering your mouth and your eyes widening in awe of the view infront of you of the clear blue and green ocean and almost white sand and the sea turtles going in the water realizing you were at the beach "Surprise darling" you turn with the biggest smile on your face hugging him as you both go and get changed.You spend hours on the beach sun bathing,tanning,and swimming going back taking a cold shower,eating dinner,dousing each other in aloe and finally going to sleep in each other's arms once the aloe got you cold enough to not be in pain and enjoy the next few weeks at the beach before going back home to celebrate with both your families and friends and to start planning your wedding together.
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nsfw alphabet with…
cw. mdni.
a - aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
like any man after sex, he’s going to become incredibly tired and is bound to fall asleep a few minutes after you two are done. he needs it, especially after the hell he goes through whenever he goes on his archeological adventures. but in the small window of time before he goes to bed, he spends that time pampering you with love. he’ll shower your neck, shoulders, and chest in kisses while he has his strong arms wrapped around your body.
b - body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
it’s no secret that indy is a bit of a womanizer and in his years of experience, he has grown incredibly confident in his own skin. with that being said, i think to say that his favorite attribute of his has to be either his hair or…y’know…the schlong.
yours though? i think it’s safe to say that he’s a sucker for your beautiful eyes and thighs…hey, that rhymed!
c - cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
indiana would 100% respect your boundaries. you don’t want him to cum inside? that’s perfectly fine— is your chest a suitable substitute?
d - dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
n/a. sorry! i can’t really think of anything for him. i feel like he’d be an open book to you when it comes to all things sexual and wouldn’t want to hide anything from you.
e - experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
of course! indiana has lots of experience, so there is no need to worry when he’s taking care of you.
f - favorite position (this goes without saying)
missionary or doggy. i will not elaborate further.
g - goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
if he hasn’t been able to see or touch you in weeks or months because he’s out somewhere in the world on another one his adventures, by the time he gets back home he is not a force to be reckoned with. he would be deadly serious and a touch from you would calm him down in a heartbeat. of course, he has a goofy side to him. he is not afraid to be a bit corny.
h - hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
realistically, i think he’d try to keep it trimmed. he has a well amount of body hair, but nothing too overwhelming. if you don’t believe me, just look at his beautiful chest hair. awooga!
i - intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
it truly depends on his mood. indiana could praise and cherish you as if you were some sort of ancient deity one night and treat you the complete opposite the next.
j - jack off (masturbation headcanon)
yes, he does jerk off, not a lot, just when you’re not around to help. he mainly does it on his expeditions since you’re safe at home and he can rest easy knowing that you’re not about to get yourself hurt trying to retrieve whatever artifact he’s searching for. but the truth is that his hand pales in comparison to you…
k - kink (one or more of their kinks)
something tells me he has a ‘daddy’ kink. he’s fond of any name that gives him a sense of power and he also loves being called other things whether that is ‘sir’, ‘doctor’, or even ‘professor’.
l - location (favorite places to do the do)
strictly the bedroom, but if you’re nice and persuade him long enough, then maybe he’ll have some fun with you in his office.
m - motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
nothing folds his man quicker than seeing you in a skirt or even a nice dress. though…he will admit that he just loves seeing you get all coy and shy around him. you not to mention the noises you make when he fucks you get him even more hard than he already is, especially little high pitched squeaks you struggle to hold in but they escape past your lips nonetheless.
n - no (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
no blindfolds, handcuffs, fearplay, or anything like that. indiana has been captured times countless times and evaded many foes. going into the things listed before would throw this man for a major loop.
o - oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
indiana finds oral a little weird at first, but you were able to change his mind real quick. he usually prefers to receive but always makes sure you’re satisfied, whether you cum on his tongue, his fingers, or his cock. but he’ll have you have free range when you’re going down on him, but when it’s his turn? he’ll make sure to be gentle with you…unless you prefer him to be a bit rough with you. he is at your very command.
p - praise (are they complementary toward their partner?)
oh, absolutely! you already know this man is going to call you every pet name in the book when you two are making love. honey, sweetheart, you name it.
q - quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
i am a firm believer that indiana would take his time with you. so, no funny business! while he doesn’t necessarily support the idea, he definitely won’t reject the idea if you were to offer.
r - risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
no. nope. absolutely not. he’s a professor, for goodness sake! he has a reputation to uphold. of course, if you were abroad on a vacation, trip, or adventure…then that’s another story entirely.
s - stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
in a row? indiana usually go one or two before he passes out, but he makes it for in stamina. he’ll probably fuck you until the break of dawn if you were to give him the proper chance.
t - toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
n/a. i am not knowledgeable in sex toys from this time, so i don’t think i can really answer this part. sorry!
u - unfair (do they like to tease their partner?)
hohoho, you’re in a wild ride. indiana can be a huge tease when he wants to be, he enjoys how dependent you are on him for pleasure and sometimes he’ll leave you on the edge just to hear you whine and beg for him. he’s a master at knowing when you’re just about to finish and he’ll pull back while you shake, so close it hurts.
v - volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
i don’t think he’s all that loud. in fact, i think mainly narrows down to grunts and lots of praises (bonus points if his voice cracks or is raspy in the moment).
w - wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
n/a. i got nothing…
x - x-ray (let’s see what’s going on in those pants, picture, or words)
in terms of length, i would say that indiana is slightly above average.
y - yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
about average, but with all those expeditions away from you? it might as well have increased his sex drive because he can’t stop thinking about you. he needs to focus! those artifacts aren’t going to find themselves, after all.
z - zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
as i said before, it doesn’t take long…i’ll give it abouuuut…5 minutes tops.
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((im not a long hair girly, but im growing it out and my mind is reeling!!))
Your hair getting stuck in Harrison Ford’s earring.. 💀 😭 and then he just starts tugging at it, teasing you
😭 why is it so.. mm scrumptious I didn’t
writing for old harrison bc best Harrison. I SHOULD MAKE ASSISTANT!READER A SERIES
it was a day that you two had gone on a drive. it was nice out and you had gotten him out of the house.
you two were in his Lincoln Nautilus, speeding down lake shore drive. He was driving, because he didn't trust you to drive. nothing personal, but you were a young girl. you would most definitely be reckless when you drive.
all four windows were down, wind flowing through your hair. harrison had his left hand on the wheel while his right arm rested on the console. 'dani california' blared from the speakers courtesy of you, despite him telling you his old ears couldn't handle it. a lie, of course. he'd give anything to see his pretty little assistant happy, even if that anything was bursting his eardrums.
your pretty long hair whipped around as you sang along, and when harrison tried to sit up straight, you whine. "owwwuh!"
he glances at you, and raises an eyebrow, turning his attention back to the stretch of road in front of him. "you can't do that, i might drive off into the lake." he jokes, making you narrow your eyes. "well maybe you're too old to be driving." he rolls his eyes as he accelerates to keep up with traffic. "what's the problem anyway?"
you reach up to his ear to try and tug your hair away. of course, he had to wear studs instead of hoops today. he swats your hand away and begins to untangle your hair from his diamond earring. "maybe you should chop some of that off, eh? it gets everywhere, you know." once it's free, he grabs a tress of your hair and yanks, drawing a whimper from you.
"what the hell?!" he grins, consistently tugging as he continues driving. "you're distracting me." he says. you look at him in disbelief. "stop pulling my hair!" he just chuckles, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel. "you like it."
you frown. "i do not!" he lets go of your hair to give your thigh a pat, then a gentle squeeze. "i'm not the one you should be trying to convince, sweetheart."
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