#Indiana Jones au

[ddejavvu]

That last Indy blurb you reblogged, and oh boy.. oh boy… all I could think of is Indy making you ride the end of his whip. making you rub your wet little pussy all over the handle of it for him. 

salivating... foaming at the mouth... creaming my pants

this post is 18+, minors dni.

Indiana is nothing if not a massive tease. He knows you're desperate for him, knows he couldn't lose you out in the jungle if he tried, so when you rest your chin over his shoulder, he doesn't give in.

"Not now, sweetheart," He drawls, thumbing through the pages of his notebook like it's more important than your aching pussy, "I'm busy."

"Indy," You whimper, sounding all too bratty as you scoff at his work, "Come on, all we've seen today is dirt. Aren't I a little more important?"

His brows raise, and he fixes you with a look that's part amusement, part incredulity.

"More important? These are historic archaeological discoveries, princess, you don't think that takes precedence over a quick fuck?"

"If it's gonna be quick you won't mind putting the journal away for a bit," You decide, throwing a leg over his thigh. You're purposefully naked beneath your nightgown, the safety of your tent the perfect place to prepare for your night. Despite the lustful call of your hot cunt against his leg, he pushes further, trying to see just how far he can go before you'll beg for it.

"Hey- hey," He gripes, one hand on your hip to hold you from getting any further, "I said I was busy, you little minx. You can wait."

"I don't want to wait," You huff, "Just- fuck me, Indy!"

You've done it. You've said the magic words, you've laid all of your cards on the table, you've guessed the password correctly.

"Well," He pretends to consider, "I could use my fingers. But I really need to work on this."

You know damn well he'll abandon his scholarly facade the second your legs spread. You're playing each other like tense snakes, not sure who'll sink their fangs into the other first.

"I need more than your fingers," You brace your hands on his upper thigh, squeezing more than you need to, "I want your cock, Indy."

"No can do, sweetheart," He grins lazily, all too proud of himself for his restraint. Truthfully, he's already hardening in his pants, the fabric stretching tight over a bulge you're both pretending like you can't see. It's better that way, if you pretend he's not chubbing up and you're not already hot against his thigh. It's better to pretend you don't care, to build the frustration inside until you snap and it floods you both.

"I'm busy. If you want something thicker than my fingers, you'll have to use my whip."

It's a throwaway suggestion, an absurd way of telling you you're in for a long night of teasing. That you're going to have to work for what you want. But you're more than intrigued by it, eyeing the thick leather handle that's mounted on his belt.

"Okay." You catch him off guard with your sense of adventure, and something flickers in his eyes. He muscles it down from his face, though, keeping his smirk tight over his cheeks.

"Okay? That's it? You're gonna fuck it?"

"I'm not waiting around all day," You scoff, taking the leather handle from his belt and sticking it in his non-dominant hand as you settle between his thighs. You've got your back against his chest, and you drag his hand between your legs.

"I'll hold the journal," You brace your hand against its pages, keeping is steady, "You can still write, Indy."

He's a little slow to process the situation, so you groan, "Well come on, fuck me! I thought you were busy, now you're just wasting- time!"

Without warning, Indiana drives the thick, leather girth of his whip into your cunt. It's abrupt, and if you hadn't been steadily producing slick at the condescending tone of his voice the entire time, it would hurt. But it's nothing more than an initial sting, and he laughs in that same cocky tone.

"You brat," He spits, like it's a curse word, "You pitch a big fit about getting fucked like I'm not taking care of you. You're greedy, y'know that? Can't handle a day without a dick in you, y'gotta fuck yourself all over whatever you can get. Is this what you wanted?" He drags the whip in and out of your cunt, marveling at the slick smeared over it, "You wanted to fuck my whip? You're a nasty little thing."

"Oh, shut up," You huff, face turned against his tanned neck. You nip at a spot beneath the hinge of his jaw and you feel his chest swell as he draws a heaving breath in, "You can talk as much shit as you want, Indy, I- ah!" You writhe back against him as he steadily fucks the handle of his whip into your soaked cunt, "I feel you getting hard. I know you like it."

"You're pathetic," He manages to spit through clenched teeth as you suck bruises into his neck. He's right, you're desperate for whatever you can get inside of you and he loves it, he loves watching your cunt suck his whip in like it's his cock.

"And you're not working anymore," You point out that his pen has been long-since discarded, his fist now clenched atop the pages of his journal, "So why don't you cut the bullshit and just fuck me, Indiana."

"Well," He pants, a wry grin taking his features by storm as he wrestles to both lay you down and maneuver himself on top of you. Once he's hovering above you, hairline already gathering glistening sweat as he tries controlling his lust-fueled movements, he smirks down at you, cherishing the feeling of your hands prying at his belt to release his achingly-hard cock, "Since you asked so nicely, sweetheart."

[shigerussato]

shigesato both as Indiana jones for Halloween! 🤍 (gary picked their costumes)

[an-au-blog]

Indiana Jones au, where Nico Robin is an archeologist that goes on crazy adventures and Franky is her sexy eye-candy girlfriend that turns out to have a stereotypically manly hobby (like mechanic engendering and ship building).

They go on daring adventures and meet wild people who can eat like a beast, ones who can navigate through the most confusing terrain and a couple of bickering fighters. They travel through the desert and have a neat little adventure that may or may not have put them in a couple of life or death situations...

[zeartpit]

[thatonebirdwrites]

My Mayhem Fic is live now! The art that goes with my piece was by the lovely Sexpert (Mercy) and is embedded in the first chapter of the fic. Here's the art! https://flic.kr/p/2pSxUs3

Also, thank you to my Beta Reader @luthordamnvers (and the one who encouraged me to do Mayhem and write this fic!) I never would have challenged myself nor participated if not for Nic's support and encouragement. Also thank you so much for Nic's help with Andrea's Argentinian Spanish! This was a lot of fun to write in the end.

It's full of archaeology, traps, Indiana Jones quotes, dramatic poetry reciting, sword-fights, and super gay-ass tropes.

Summary:

Sam Arias is the LIDAR technician for Andrea Rojas' expedition in Argentina to find the Lost City of Caesars. Except nothing goes to plan. --- Sam smiled fondly at her best friend. Ruby would love to spend time with Aunt Lena and Aunt Kara, and being Lena’s assistant? Ruby’s excitement would burst the roof. She turned to Andrea. “If I say yes, when would we leave?” “Tomorrow at six am,” Andrea said. “Though we can push that back to eight if you need more time to load the tech.” She glanced at Sam with a small smile. “It’s a relief really. Without it, I’d have to search the sites by foot.” Tomorrow morning? Sam reeled from the news. That gave her very little time to pack and prepare Ruby for Sam being gone a week or two. Yet here she was again, her resolve crumbling. How could she say no with two beautiful women looking at her expectantly? Damn, Sam was too gay for this. “All right. Tomorrow it is.”

Let me know what you think! :D

[thelegitcasper]

hear me out: remus lupin as Indiana Jones.

he's a professor and famous archaeologist.

the aesthetic matches up.

the damsel in distress? sirius black, of course.

YO SHOULD I WRITE THIS AS A FIC?

[babbushka]

Indy AU Headcanons

The first time Dr. Jones meets his son, it’s summer of 1943 and he’s hanging upside down in a cave in Egypt, having sprung a trap meant for far stupider men. 

To say that it’s a shock to see him, this man, claiming to be his son, is an understatement. But then again, Indiana had had his fair share of dalliances with women over the years. 

It was odd to see Ben, it was odd his name was Ben. It was odd there were so many things about him that he had no clue about. He wonders if Ben would ever share them, or if the tension thick enough to cut with a knife, would always remain. 

You weren’t helping the cause, and you knew it. Dr. Jones had been your mentor for four years now, but you’d known him for years prior to that. He was your professor and your boss, but he was also a friend -- or rather, a friend of your parents. 

Once upon a time, Indiana used to come around for family dinners. Now, you’re lucky if you can get him to scarf down a proper meal in between the way he pours himself into his books. “70% of Archaeology is done in the museum,” as he would always say. 

Ben takes after his father in one regard -- stubbornness. From the moment he joins your team, rather unwillingly, he is argumentative, antagonistic, and a downright pain. He’s too used to being alone, doing things his way, that much you can gather from the first 12 hours with him. 

But...after the first 12 hours, and then 24, and then 48, and somewhere along the way, you find that you really enjoy his company. He’s a pain in your ass, yes, but he’s smart and funny and intense. He’s chivalrous and kind in his own way, even if he never smiles. At least Dr. Jones smiles. 

By the time you’re stateside, resuming your post at Marshall College with the two of them -- because of course Ben tags along -- you find yourself in a tricky situation: you’ve grown feelings for them both. 

And so begins one of the more difficult decisions the three of you have to make...deciding how this particular  adventure ends. 

[arcane-vagabond]

Masterlist found here. The second option is much how I’m doing Stranger Like Me

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬

↳ summary: headcanons on this indiana jones!ghoul boys au. simply some world building for the process of a bigger work in progress

↳ tagging: @trashworldblog (message me to be added to the tag list for these kind of updates on the au)

↳ links: au masterlist, main masterlist, au playlist

𝐒𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐞 ☆

• He's a cocky little shit

• Good hearted in nature, but it doesn't help that fucking with Ryan is one of his favorite past times

• Shane is a bit wild and carefree, displayed by his constantly messy hair

• Doesn't belive in any of Ryan's theories—aliens, ghosts, demons—but finds them entertaining. Which naturally drives the other man crazy with frustration

• He has a small stubble that never seems to go away no matter what

• Needs reading glasses to help him see small print, like on maps and such, but finds the damn things troublesome

• Taller, so he has the upper hand on Ryan durring one of their quote unquote friendly chases on foot

• Pretty friendly with the reader, if not constantly bantering with them

• Calls Ryan things like short stack, beef boy—don't ask about the beef incident of '17—and of course, Bergara

• Has a duffle bag with him all the time to carry his stuff! Like a small collapsible tent and miniature pots and pans for camping out on long expeditions. The pack holds some other odd items in it however, ranging from a bag of jellybeans to hotdogs

𝐑𝐲𝐚𝐧 ☆

• A passionate nerd

• Very hardworking, just like Shane, in his line of work. It can prove to be his downfall however

• Gets frazzled and or flustered easily. More often than not has to be calmed down by the reader so he can get his head back on straight

• Well renowned archeologist in his field! Unlike Shane, who's known as sort of the jack of all trades that will get your job done in an unorthodox manor

• Absolutely calls Shane things like long legs. Or just uses his last name if he's irritated. They're both funny like that

• Ryan goes on various journeys and quests that the museum he works for asks him to—but he only goes if he can bring the reader with him. Otherwise it's a no go

• Wears an Indiana Jones type hat to keep his curly hair under control, but at this point it's just sort of become a permanent addition to his outfit

• Carries a reinforced messenger bag to hold maps, information, and emergency supplies on trips

• Banking off the Indiana Jones movies, he's deathly afraid of bears. Just like how Indiana was of snakes in the movies. And once Shane accidently finds out via reader, he never let's him live that down

• Scars line his jaw and upper arms from the many risky escapades he's been on while collecting artifacts over the years. Each one is relatively small but they tell a story

𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 ☆

• They're technically Ryan's long time assistsnt in the feild. They got their footing in the archeology buisness through him. But if you asked the either of the diggers, both would attest that they're equals

• Carries around a supply backpack with plenty of materials when they and Ryan go on assignments together. It's a lot like his messenger bag, just with more space and waterproof tendencies

• Wears one of those masks that hang around their neck all the time. Like the cowboys in old westerns! Secretly finds it cool and hopes other do as well

• The reader is more ten times more practical than Shane or Ryan. Will look for a set of stars to climb or a bridge instead of taking a rope and swinging across a chasm. Presents for some very funny situations

• They're scatter brained. Talks a lot and accidently let's things slip, like Ryan's fear of bears to Shane, as well as misplaces things, etc etc

• Sort of the bridge between Shane and Ryan's weird frenemy relationship. Keeps them both under control. Both Shane's sparky attitude, and Ryan's own his sarcastic one

[ghostmistdraws]

"These etchings are easily a thousand years old."

archaeologist/tomb raider AU for Tech Week 2023!

Echo and Tech are exploring old ruins when they come across some mysterious etched writings.

if you can read them I applaud you

[afrenchwriter]

hehehe the Indiana Jones AU is going to be amazing! And I do hope you have so much fun with it! But no whip?🤭

Eheh, thank you, I'm certainly having fun playing with the tropes of those movies, and I hope it will live up to expectations! (cf. this post)

Of course you spotted my silly tag about the whip 😇 I know it sounds disappointing for an Indiana Jones AU... but it's still a WIP and things can change, so who knows? 🤠

[ddejavvu]

INDIANA JONES isn’t too comfortable being outwardly emotional. Even during sex he can be a little distant. Sure, he’ll get you off, do everything right, give you your prep, give you his cock, but it’ll all be very clinical. Cut and dry. Standard procedure. He doesn’t mean to do it; it’s not that he doesn’t enjoy sex with you, it’s not that he’s not passionate. He’s just guarded. It takes a while to come out of his shell, you have to coax it out of him. Spontaneity does wonders for unlocking his more fun-loving side during sex, and it just so happens that you’d accessed that while inside his classroom to drop off his lunch. It’s not like you planned to wear his favorite dress, his favorite perfume, or your good pair of showy heels. Nor that you insisted on sitting on his lap when he was taking a look at some papers at his desk.

this post is 18+, minors dni.

oh indy this was so so sexy... there's not a huge emotional component you're right, it's more about lust and sex because he's not used to his heart being involved. sex is so mechanical for him, and it doesn't mean that it isn't genuine, but it's what he's used to and it's hard for him to branch out. he doesn't look you in the eye all that often, he prefers to bury his face in your neck to lick and suck and leave marks there, or latch onto one of your tits to bite your nipples all puffy and swollen and sore. but when you're not in a bedroom, when you're bent right over the top of his desk he's talking more, calling you perfect and desperate and eager and you are so so surprised because he is talking up a storm!! it starts flowing naturally for him, and when he flips you over to lay your back on his desk instead of your stomach, he leans right in to kiss you like he's trying to devour you. it's not just messy tongue and teeth, it's something far more intimate and emotional. it's so not what you're used to with him but it does the job so well. he does have to get back to work though :( you're not expecting him to offer at all, but you're more than happy to sit in his lap with his fat cock nestled deep inside of you while he finishes grading the exams he was trying to get through before you distracted him <33

[anniesocsandgeneralstore]

indy seresin and the avalon prophecy - Jake "Hangman" Seresin x OC (Indiana Jones AU)

moodboard by @newlibrary

PROFESSOR BRADLEY BRADSHAW is missing. He was last seen in England, sailing for the island of Glastonbury the following morning, when he disappeared. A known Arthurian scholar, it was said he was looking for any clues that would lead him to the location of Excalibur, the lost sword of King Arthur. Legends about the sword claimed whoever found it would be bestowed with magical powers - alongside being the rightful ruler of Britain.

But now word has come to his sister, DR. VERONICA BRADSHAW, that he is missing. According to the last letter he sent her, he feared that the Nazi Regime was also looking for Excalibur in hopes of using its power to help aid them in the ongoing war - and he planned to get to the sword first. She fears that her brother may not have been successful. However, no stranger to a bit of danger, she gathers her brother's notes and sets out to find him herself. Her first step: Marshall College. Where famous archeologist and adventurer PROFESSOR JAKE SERESIN teaches. With him by her side, surely they will be able to find the sword and her brother.

[depressedhatakekakashi]

kakashi has a lasso instead of whip, going around and stealing artifacts back from people who originally stole it and giving it back to the right communities

Yes.

He prefers the approach of ‘does this belong here? No? Sweet’ *steals it back and runs away*

Iruka is the poor suck who gets dragged into covering for him when he runs off from teaching, and he’s so so so tired

Yamato is the guy who’s usually working with kakashi. With a wealth of knowledge of plants and area’s they’re going to so they don’t get lost or wind up in trouble (they do anyways and kakashi’s always blaming yamato even though it is NEVER his fault)

[thatonebirdwrites]

Well crap.

Now I want to write an Indiana Jones AU. Lena, of course, would fit the role of Indy perfectly. Kara would end up her main buddy on adventures sort of by accident, and then Lena realizes that having someone who is very strong and can punch an alligator would be very useful on ALL her missions, so she decides to just offer Kara a chance to work with her all the time. It's not at all because she has a massive crush on the slightly older woman. Not at all.

____

Lena glared at the entrance to the temple. Thick vines covered it and her machete did little to no good against them. She'd hacked and sliced and diced, only to get a foot further into the mess.

"You know," Kara said from behind her, "I could give it a whack."

Lena turned and raised an eyebrow at her guide. She'd came to The Island -- why Kara's native language had given it that name was beyond her -- in search of several ancient tomes full of the science of ancients plus rumors of a powerful staff that could emit light. Walking into Kara's village -- which wasn't a village really, more like a small city considering it had some rather impressive spires of architecture -- she'd gone to the first bar she could find and inquired about the best guide the Krypton people could offer.

Kara had come recommended by everyone, and so far, the woman with her deliciously thick muscles, had mostly carried her supplies and torn a few vines out of her way with her bare hands. That had ramped up Lena's heartbeat threefold. Perhaps having an incredibly hot guide wasn't the best way to start this adventure, but honestly, how could she resist? The only other option was a waif of a man who had the worst puns in the universe.

"By all means." Lena stepped back and handed Kara the machete.

How would Explorer!Lena know when it’s break time?

[babbushka]

Do you have any headcanons for the new au?? SO EXCITED and welcome back!!!

Dr. Jones is many things, but as you have learned over the course of four years working with him, he is not a particularly good professor.

For starters, he's only there about half the semester, always called away on some great adventure or another. And when he is at the university, he is so distracted by his own love of archeology that he is almost never on track with the curriculum -- always veering off into some tangent or another.

As his teacher's aid, it is extremely exhausting. When you took the position as a freshman in university, you didn't think it would be so difficult. Hell, it feels like half your job these days is beating girls away with a stick so that you can actually make it inside the classroom.

Of course that isn't to say you hate the job, far from it. It's something of a dream come true really, getting unlimited access to the special collections in the library, getting to see and touch and feel the artifacts that litter Dr. Jones' office.

In truth, it was becoming more and more your office these days, with the way he's never around. Last you heard he was in Spain, and so you get to cross your ankles on his desk four days a week.

Does it bother you that you're stuck grading his student's papers more often than not? Maybe. But...and you'll never say this, but it's worth it for the way he comes back from those adventures of his.

It's worth it for the way he is so excited to see you, to show you whatever it is that he's found before he hands it over to the museum.

It's worth it for the way he brings you back a souvenir always, watches as you open it, wanting to make sure he did a good job.

When he falls asleep at that same desk late at night after reviewing the tests he wasn't even there to administer, when you go to collect him and drive him back to his house, when he refuses to let you drive home alone and makes you take the bed and sleeps on the couch even though it's a king and there's plenty of room for the both of you...

You'll never admit it out loud, but just getting to be close to him, in all it's annoyances, makes the job worth it.