#Rolls Royce Baby

[madamshogunassassin]

Lina Romay in Rolls Royce Baby (1975, Erwin C. Dietrich)

[cosmonautroger]

Lina Romay, Rolls Royce Baby, Erwin C. Dietrich, 1975

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[schlock-luster-video]

On February 15, 2012, exploitation film icon Lina Romay died in Malaga, Spain.

[grandpasattic]

[mrs-trophy-wife]

[sandy007]

[honeyfarts666]

This story is so much stupider than you think it is. When they submitted the insurance claims, they had to provide evidence of the damage. So they submitted a cctv video of, the "bear attack" in progress. It is painfully obvious that it's a person in a bear costume. And the "bear" also did almost no actual damage to the cars. These people will probably spend at least a couple years in prison for the DUMBEST CRIME IMAGINABLE

oh so we're doing scooby doo crimes now

[annoyingpastryineyeliner]

[chrissturnsfav]

car sex w rapper!chris while his music plays in the backround

⋆.˚✮ rapper!chris' favorite music to fuck to is none other than his own

"yeah, jus' keep ridin' like that mama," chris gasps from below you, your fresh acrylics digging into the fabric of his hoodie on his chest as you bounce on his cock. your mouth is stuck in an 'o' shape as you whimper and gasp, chris' hands on your ass guiding you up and down his lengthy dick.

all that can be heard in his rolls royce is your asscheeks clapping against his pelvis, the lewd noises escaping both of your mouths, and one of his new songs which features travis scott, 'sdp interlude' blaring through the luxurious car.

"c'mon, faster, y'got it," chris grunts softly, cupping your face as you throw your head back and pulling it to look at him as he breathes heavily, "go a lil' faster f'me."

you nod, panting gently as you get a better position above him, crossing your arms around his shoulders as you pick up the pace. it instantly makes you gasp, followed by a dragged out whine right in his ear that makes his cock twitch inside you.

"atta girl, look at you," chris coos through a wicked grin, placing a hand back on your ass as the other rides your hoodie up and over your tits, "takin' that dick so good."

"chris," you whimper, the sound of his voice booming through the speakers in a hazy beat echoing in your ears which turns you on even more. you can feel your slick dripping down your skin, pooling around his cock as your face twists deeper in ecstasy, sticky lashes fluttering open just enough to see how fogged the windows are.

"feels so good, pussy's wet as fuck," chris grunts, hissing in pleasure as his hips begin thrusting up into you, leaning his face forward to take one of your hardened nipples into his mouth.

your hands latch onto his messy waves, burying your pretty face in them as you moan softly, "c-chris," you whine into his hair, eyes pinched shut in pleasure. your hips begin to burn, your body slumping against him as you moan.

"tired baby?" chris smirks, looking up at you through hooded eyes and you nod into his hair. he hums, placing both hands on your ass as he adjusts his position below you, "i gotchu ma, jus' sit like that f'me."

he begins to thrust his hips up into you, faster, harder, making the car shake, his song echoing in your ears as you begin crying out in pleasure and sinking your nails into his hair.

you're speechless, his thick cock pounding into your leaky cunt repeatedly making you drown in ecstasy, your gummy walls immediately beginning to clench around him lewdly.

chris grunts, panting against your neck as he begins nipping and sucking wet hickeys into the warm skin, his pace not letting up for a second. "shiiit keep takin' it deep baby, cum all on this cock, wanna feel you," he groans as his thrusts get sloppier and quicker, letting you both know he's just as close as you are.

your body wastes no time in doing just that. a loud wail of pleasure leaves your open mouth, your knuckles white as you grip his hair tighter, thighs shaking on either side of him as your orgasm rips through your heated body relentlessly. seeing you cum like that sends him over the edge with you, a deep grunt of your name leaving his lips just as his song fades out.

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[beneathashadytree]

THEM BEING THEIR CHILD’S FIRST WORD - TEXTING THE LOVE AND DEEPSPACE MEN

Warnings : child’s gender unspecified, all of them spoiling their kids, reader is gender-neutral!

Genre : domestic tooth-rotting fluffff

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[dilemmaontwolegs]

The Nickname Runs in the Family || CL16

Summary: When you end up crying on your father’s shoulder over a boy, Kimi enlists the help of Charles to teach him a lesson. Charles Leclerc x Raikkonen!Reader Warnings: nsfw, fighting, mentions of sex, WC: 2.9k

To the outside world Kimi was known as ‘The Iceman’, garnered for his cold personality in the media and how he never let anything bother him, at home however he was just called isä or dad. You really could have done with more of The Iceman persona because when it came to his family your father was anything but cool and collected.

“Tell me what happened,” Kimi demanded, your tears only streaming faster down your cheeks.

“Nothing happened, dad.”

“Something happened, tytär, don’t lie to me.”

It was stupid to go there after what happened. You should have just returned to your student accommodation at the college but you needed the comfort of home and someone you trusted. Now all of Monaco was going to hear just how hotheaded The Iceman got while your step-mother tried to put your baby half-sister back to sleep.

“Nothing happened!” you sobbed, burying your face in your hands as embarrassment flamed across your cheeks. “I said no, okay. I said no and he called me a frigid bitch before dumping me and leaving me at the party.”

You expected to hear something break, or at least his heavy stomps storming towards the front door. You didn’t expect your dad to throw his head back and laugh, a deep belly laugh that echoed around the quiet living room. 

“Ah, that’s my girl,” he laughed as he bundled you into a hug. “I like that, Frigid Bitch. It’s good.”

You snorted a laugh despite the hurt and wiped your tears on his shoulder. “I thought you would be angry.”

“Oh, I am,” he admitted somberly. He placed a kiss on your head before standing up and pulling his phone out of his pocket. You didn’t see who he was calling so late at night but groaned when it was answered. “Hello, Charles. You know everyone in Monaco, where does Devereux Laurent live?”

“Isä! No!”

Your father ignored you as he grabbed his car keys and his jacket, his phone shoved between his shoulder and his ear. “I’m not going to kill the little bastard, fuck, Charles, I just want to have a chat.”

The door slammed shut behind him and you collapsed back onto the sofa with a groan about keeping your mouth shut next time. You were still ruminating over your life choices when the doorbell rang an hour later. 

“Charles?” You frowned at the man panting in your doorway like he sprinted across the city before your eyes widened at the split lip he sported. “What are you doing here? What happened?”

“Kimi.”

“Fuck.” 

“Yeah.”

You grabbed your purse that had been discarded on the kitchen table when you arrived. “Where is he?” 

“The police station.”

“Shit, he didn’t do that to you, did he?”

Charles reeled back, clearly offended. “No, you’re asshole boyfriend hit me.”

“I don’t have a boyfriend,” you clarified as you dragged him inside and grabbed a tea towel to wrap a bag of peas from the freezer. Charles flinched as you gently pressed the ice pack to his lips and you sighed. “I’m sorry my dad got you involved in this.”

“It’s okay,” he murmured, taking the pack from your hand to place it on his swollen knuckles that you hadn’t noticed. “I got myself involved when I heard what Dev did. Are you okay?”

“I didn’t get punched in the face,” you said as you playfully rolled your eyes, however you soon sobered. “It's nothing a few drinks and a bad romcom can’t fix, after I’ve bailed dad out first. It’s not like we were together long enough to get heartbroken. Do you want me to drop you off on the way?”

“I’ll drive.” He snatched a set of keys from the hook by the door, but you caught his wrist and took them back.

“That’s Minttu’s minivan.” You hung the keys back on the hook and grabbed a set for your dad’s Rolls Royce Wraith instead. The empty hook beside it was where the keys to his Ferrari Pista usually hung. “She wouldn’t be happy if you crashed her car again.”

“I didn’t crash her car,” he argued as he pocketed the keys and opened the door. “You were driving!”

“I had a shit instructor. You were too busy checking yourself out in the mirror to teach me.”

His finger jabbed the call button for the elevator as he scoffed. “You only know that because you were too busy checking me out to watch the road.”

The elevator arrived but you held a hand out to block him as you stepped into the small space. “Sorry, your inflated ego is too big to fit in here.” 

“That wasn’t a denial.”

You ignored him and jutted your head to the fireproof door. “Try the stairs.”

“But we’re on the top floor.”

You smirked as the doors started to close but he darted inside before they sealed shut.

“You’re still not denying it.”

“So you really went swinging for my honour?” you deflected as he hit the button for the garage level, exposing his swollen fist again.

“You sound surprised.” He leaned back against the wall and looked at his hand, massaging the tender bruises. “When I saw he was still at the party…”

You frowned, first at the fact that Dev went back after leaving you there, asshole, then at the fact Charles knew where he was. Charles was definitely not at the party, if he was then you would have heard the women going feral for him. “How did you know he was there? You don’t follow him on Instagram.”

“Not on my main account,” he said with a shrug. Anyone that Charles followed on social media made sure to announce the news like it was an instant ticket to ViP treatment, and Dev would have been no different. It was also the exact reason you went by Y/L/N, your mother’s surname, instead of Raikkonen. You didn’t want to be used by people for the name you carried. 

“You hate him, why would you follow him?”

“It doesn’t matter why.”

“It does to me.” 

Unfortunately the doors opened and he pushed off from the wall to stride past without an answer. A flash of lights responded to the click of the button on the keys and Charles slowed his steps for you as he led the way to the sedan parked in a secluded corner, the space beside it empty of your fathers red Pista. Charles stopped at your door and opened it for you, his eyes scanning the open space that was empty and quiet save for the whine of the elevator leaving the level. 

“For you,” he admitted as you slipped into the leather seat. “I followed him to keep an eye on you.”

The door closed and you watched him walk around the car, dropping into the driver’s seat before pushing it back to suit his longer legs. He then silently adjusted the mirrors and turned down the heavy rock music that blasted when the engine started. You didn’t know what to say, all you had were more questions that could only lead to more confusion.

“You deserve better,” Charles said, breaking the awkward silence as he pulled out into the street. 

“He was just drunk.” 

“That’s not an excuse. You deserve someone who will wait until you are ready to have sex, not try it on drunk and at a party.” His words were seething by the time he finished and his knuckles turned white from the tight grasp he had on the steering wheel.

“Uh, Charles, I was joking about my honour…I’m not a virgin.”

“Wait, what?” The car slammed to a halt and he earned a toot from the Lamborghini behind before it drove around when Charles didn’t move. “Since when?” he asked as he turned in his seat to face you.

“I didn’t realise it was such a big deal. Was I meant to stand at the corner and hold a sign that said ‘deflowered’ in Times New Roman or Comic Sans?”

He didn’t even blink at your icy tone and heavy sarcasm. “But Dev said he dumped you because you didn’t want to have sex. He didn’t force himself on you, did he?”

“Oh my god, no! I can’t believe we are having this conversation, Charles.” You figured it couldn't get any more awkward as you looked out the window into the sleeping city. “Sex wasn’t the problem, he was upset because I didn’t want to have sex with him.”

“Oh…oh.” He cleared his throat and put the car back into drive before continuing his way to the police station. “So, uh, is there anyone you do want to, um, have sex with at the moment?” 

“Why? Are you offering?” It was meant to sound teasing but there was too much curiosity in it.

His face flushed pink and his lips parted two twice before his voice worked. “I don’t do casual.”

It wasn’t a no, and that somehow made things both better and worse as a new possibility began to worm its way into your mind. You didn’t like the hope that fluttered in your stomach. Charles was a friend. Charles was someone your father trusted after Seb vouched for him. Charles was off limits. 

By the time you had filtered through the thoughts he had induced, Charles was pulling into the police station and you hoped your dad was fairing well behind bars. It turned out you had no reason to worry as you walked inside and heard his voice from behind the glass wall. 

Kimi was being well taken care of by the officers. He had a coffee in one hand, a pastry in the other and was answering questions that had nothing to do with Dev. You cringed as he recounted why he missed meeting Pelé years ago, but Charles chuckled along with the policemen as you knocked on the door.

The Monégasques fawned over their hometown hero while you watched Kimi pull himself to his feet, cracking his back that had stiffen while he was sat down. 

“I thought you would be in maximum security by now,” you said as he pulled you into a hug. “What did you do?”

He patted your cheek and smiled mischievously. “I like Charles even more now.”

He gave you nothing else but that was expected. Whatever happened was obviously not on the record and you wanted to keep it that way, especially since he didn’t have a single scratch on him - like he hadn’t been in a fight at all. You were quietly contemplating that knowledge when you climbed into the backseat of the Wraith and your father readjusted everything on the driver's side back to how he had it.

“You took the fall for Charles, didn’t you?”

They both swivelled back to look at you. Charles’ eyes widened, while your father’s narrowed. 

“Fucking hell, I’m not going to tell anyone,” you growled as you threw your arms up in exasperation. “I just want to know what actually happened tonight.”

Charles waited to see if your dad wasn’t going to explain as the car pulled out of the station car park. After a moment of hesitation he took a breath and started to rattle off the truth.

“I called Kimi when I realised Dev was still at the party. It was only a block away so I thought I would meet him there to point him out.”

“I was just about at the address he gave me when he called. I got there as fast as I could but Charles was already inside,” Kimi said with a proud chortle. “Got a few good hits on the little bastard too.”

“Iså,” you warned as he enjoyed the violence just a bit too much and Charles looked sheepishly down at his hands. “Why did you fight?”

“You know why. I couldn’t stand by and let him talk about you that way.”

“Good man,” Kimi said with a stern nod. 

“And you, what did you do, dad?”

“What I had to do,” he said with a shrug. “I’m retired, Charles has a career.”

You stretched the seatbelt and leaned forward to hug your dad and kiss his cheek before doing the same to Charles. “Thank you.” Your eyes lingered on Charles as his eyes said everything he couldn’t with your father in the car. 

“He’s not pressing charges but there may be some questions if anyone caught the fight on camera. You might want to give your PR team a heads up.”

It took a moment to realise where you were and why the car had stopped outside the venue where the party was still in full swing. Drunken revellers could be heard behind the velvet curtain hanging over the door and your father handed his keys over to Charles with a shake. “Make sure she gets home safe. I’ll pick it up in the morning, no scratches.”

“Yes, sir,” Charles promised with a nod before getting out.

“You’re trusting him with your Pista?”

“I trust him with you, the car I can replace.”

You surprised him with another hug as your door opened, your voice thick with emotion as you said, “thank you.”

“Do you want to come home?” he asked quietly. “I can make up the sofa bed.”

“No, it’s fine. I don’t think I’ll want to get out of my bed tomorrow.”

“Fair enough. Love you.”

“Love you too.” You stepped out and Charles closed the door, placing his hand on the small of your back and guiding you to your father’s favourite car. “He doesn’t even let me drive this, you know.”

“Maybe that’s because you don’t support Ferrari,” Charles teased as you buckled yourself in.

“I support it now.”

“What changed your mind?”

You dared to look at him and met his green eyes. “You.”

—

“Awww, she called her little puppy,” Dev taunted as he spotted Charles walking towards him.

Charles chuckled, but it held no humour and his smile was dark. You had never seen that look in his eye and your thighs clenched in response. “At least she will still call me. You just lost the best thing you never deserved.”

“Well you can have the frigid bitch, good luck getting her to put out though. Fucking cocktease.” The snort Dev made was cut off by the fist that crashed into his nose and then the both of them were going to the floor, grappling and twisting until Kimi darted into the fray and grabbed Charles.

“Go, she’s at home,” Kimi ordered as he pushed Charles back the way he came. “I’ve got it from here, kid.”

The video looped back to the start and you watched it twice more before determining you were fucked. It hit you like a train, the pressure slamming into your chest as you realised you were in love with Charles. No one had ever stood up for you like that, or taken a punch for you or risked their career. But he had.

You stayed cocooned in your blankets for most of the morning, watching the video footage from the night before and it became your new favourite binge worthy entertainment. It would probably be classed as insanity if anyone knew you had become addicted to it, but it was only the fact someone knocked at your door that you placed your phone down.

“Charles? I’m getting a little déjà-vu here,” you commented as you opened the door and found him sweating.

“Will you go on a date with me?” he blurted out. “Please.”

Your brows shot up at the outburst and you checked the student halls were empty before pulling him into your room. “Uh, you do realise who my father is, right?”

“I do, thank you for your concern,” he chuckled. “I was actually just with him. I wanted his permission to ask you on a date.”

“Well that explains why it looks like you’ve been running for your life.” You looked at your door expecting to see it kicked in. “Was he chasing you?”

“What? No, I wasn’t running. Fuck,” he groaned as he ran his hands over his jeans to dry his clammy palms. “I was just nervous about asking you out. You still haven’t answered my question.”

“I will.”

“Answer the question or go out with me?”

“I will go out with you,” you clarified with a laugh.

Relieved, he took a seat at the edge of your bed and sighed happily. “I have been waiting years to ask.”

“Seriously?”

He nodded before flopping himself down comfortably and you dropped down beside him. “Your dad scared me,” he admitted as he took your hand in his.

“But not anymore.”

Charles smiled and it was one so similar to the video that was still playing on loop. He seemed to recognise the muffled sound coming from the blanket at the same time you remembered it was there and fished it out. “You’ve seen it.”

“Once or twice,” you lied. “I see why you’re not afraid anymore. That’s one hell of a right hook.”

“Oh no I am definitely still afraid of Kimi,” he corrected as he rolled on his side to face you. “But I am done watching you date assholes when I know exactly how you deserve to be treated. I want to give you the world, if you’ll let me.”

[viiennie]

i was watching stephanie soo and had an idea

spoiled!afabreader x loving!gojosatoru

in which: your billionaire father is now in the age of retirement and thought it was time for you to stop being so leisure and find a man to marry. it was one of your duties as the heiress after all.

tw: curse words, rich ppl, suggestive (gojo loves you a bit too much)

⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

“daddy! i dont wanna get married, im only 29!” you whine, stabbing the three thousand dollar steak on your plate angrily, pouting as your father sighs.

“dear, im 61 years old now. i was supposed to retire lat year, but i decided to work for another year because you told me you werent ready.”

“….”

your silent response is proof that you knew you were being unreasonable. “but i dont wanna get married to a stranger..” you mumble, now playing with the veggies on the side of the plate. you tried your best to find your mr. right last year, but everyone was just either so boring, so bland, or was only after your money. you were fine if they were intelligent men who were after your money, but noooooo they were absolute idiots who had the guts to be after your money.

“dont worry dearie, i wont allow you to be with a trashy guy.” your father pats your head gently, careful not to mess up your hair that he knows you spent forever to style.

indeed did your father keep his words. he had offered 65 million dollars to the man who will marry you under the condition that he loves you and you love him. not only that, but all the blind dates he set you up on absolutely exceeded your expectations. one of them rented out an entire theme park for the two of you to enjoy, one had emptied out a five star hotel, and one even had booked you both a flight to greece.

all these men were gentlemen who were from different rich families. they were kind, they were caring. but one thing always set you off.

they always looked like they were just there to complete a chore.

you grunt, mushing your face into the window of your rolls royce. another day, another blind date. this time you were on your way to the biggest mall in the country, about to meet the heir of the gojo group.

“miss, you might rub your makeup off.” ijichi warns, pushing his glasses up as he organizes your schedule. ijichi was your personal assistant, your best friend since day one who was always there to take care of you.

you pout, furrowing your eyebrows and closing your eyes in annoyance.

next thing you know is when you open them again, youre standing in front of a white haired man with the bluest eyes you’ve seen. he is your first date that’s wearing casual clothes.

“it’s nice to finally meet you angel, my name’s gojo satoru.” he smiles, showing off his pearly whites and offering a hand.

you raise an eyebrow, impressed as you place your hand in his, watching him kiss the soft skin of your knuckles. you feel a smile creep onto your lips as you then allow him to guide you through the crowdless mall, greeting all the employees and managers as he walks past the stores. you swear he is the most gentlemanly date you’ve had so far with the way he walks to match your pace, makes sure you arent tired, and stopping with the occasional, “how are you feeling princess, you tired?”

as you eat, he slices the meat for you, separates the green peas from the fried rice for you if you didnt like them, makes sure you know you dont have to finish the food if you didnt like it or if you felt full. after you’re done eating, he tells you to sit and relax first, assuring you that there was no rush in anything. “just sit your pretty self and rest there baby.” he hums, paying for the food before putting all his attention back on you.

he asks you about your father, how hes doing. about your friends, the drama going on. he asks you about your hobbies, your interests, your skills, your talents.

and youre so glad because this time you dont have to talk about the changes in the company when you are to be married, you dont have to answer questions like, “will you sign a prenup?” “how many guests will you invite at the wedding?” “how is the revenue?” “where should i invest?”

with gojo satoru, you can be yourself, and not be a business partner.

as you talked about how you had an eminent talent in horseback riding, satoru cant help but smile as he admires the way you constantly glowed. each word you said was just so perfect, like a melody that had him melting. god, he could just eat you up.

after you decided you had enough rest, satoru leads you to the shopping area, telling you to buy whatever you wanted. you squeal, this time being the one to lead the way and dragging along the rich man as you hop from nike, to chanel, to hermes, to dior, and so on. he ended up having to carry multiple shopping bags, but he didnt mind, because he absolutely loved seeing that smile on your face each time you swiped his black card.

he couldnt help but slowly get hard, groaning quietly whenever you got more comfortable and touchy with him, often hugging his arm close to your chest and pulling him to the next store.

he had to hold back whenever you’d say, “gojo, i wanna go there next pretty please!” and look up at him with those pleading puppy eyes of your, batting your lashes in hopes of charming him.

he nearly reached his boiling point when you asked him to enter the changing room, needing help with zipping up the back of a particular skirt.

as he kneels to reach, he catching a glimpse of your pretty lace underwear in a baby pink color, his cock twitches as he goes deaf to your questions, “is the zipper stuck? whats taking so long gojo?” you repeat almost thrice before he goes back to his senses, quickly zipping up the skirt before standing, doing his best to cover up the tent in his pants.

he didnt want to make you think he was a weirdo after all..

you twirl around with the most beautiful smile, “what do you think, gojo? is it pretty?”

he can only stare with a strained smile, unable to focus as he nods. “its beautiful princess.”

you can tell somethings bothering him, “is it the top? i have another option there if–” you pause when he takes a step forward, hesitantly placing his hand on your lower back and lifting your chin with his other hand, “you look stunning baby.” he reassures you, and you feel your face getting hotter.

“o-okay, i’lltakethisthen!” you quickly say before shoving him out of the changing room.

satoru is glad he had the door blocking you because at this point he swears there might be a stain on his pants. embarrassed, he tried to pull down his sweater, sighing in relief when he looks at the mirror, seeing that it was oversized enough to hide his little gojo junior’s bulge.

it isnt long after when you tell gojo your daddy is telling you to go home before the sunsets, having to reject his offer to drive you home because you had ijichi waiting at the parking lot for you.

“well, i hope we’ll see each other again angel.” gojo smiles, having walked you till the exit of the mall. “hope i didn’t disappoint you today.” he adds honestly, letting go of your hand.

“oh, you didn’t disappoint me at all today gojo. i had lots of fun.” you smile, tiptoeing to place a surprise kiss on his lips. “i’ll see you again next week?”

gojo is dumbfounded, standing there as his brain goes completely blank, just staring at you with adorable wide eyes.

you giggle, taking that as a yes before walking off to the direction of your car.

as soon as youre sat in the backseat, you take out your phone, calling your dearest father’s phone number and with a big smile and a racing heart you tell him, “daddy, prepare 65 million dollars because i like this one!”

[multi-fandom-imagine]

Mafia!Nanami that spoil's the absolute shit out of you, you need to be careful what you mention to the man since it will turn up at the house within a few hours / the next day.

"Nanami! You didn't have to get me this car!" You titled your head to the side, eyes glued to the baby pink Rolls Royce.

The man nearly scoffed as he placed his hand on your hip. His thumb gently messaging you, his eyes were so full of love when he looked down at you. "Non sense...whatever my Princess want's, my princess get."

Bitting your lip you then smiled as you wrapped your arms around his neck. "I want you."

Chuckling, Nanami easily lifted you. Your legs wrapping around his hips. "As you wish."

Mafia!Nanami, would rent out an entire theater just to see you smile. You're priceless to him, he has your laugh, everything about you burned into his memory.

Mafia!Nanami, never brings work home. He will never mention his jobs, what his has done or who he has killed to you. He know's you're fine with what he does, he knows that he only targets scum. He still hates the fact that he comes home to you after what he had done.

Mafia!Nanami, that travels all over the world for you. Tropical area's are his favorite to go, nothing beats laying in the sun with his beautiful wife. It's why he has his own private island. But if you so choose to pick a place with a colder climate then he would go for you, besides he can always warm you up in the best way possible.

Mafia!Nanami, will not hesitate to fuck you in front of one of his clients if he finds out said client won't leave you alone. He need's to show them that you are his and his alone. If they keep it up then they'll cease to exist.

Mafia!Nanami, love's it when you cock warm him.He'll let you do it anytime you please.

If he is in a meeting? Of course, nothing feel's better then being buried deep within your pussy while his men explain to him whats going on in his neck of the woods.

On the phone with a friend? Say no more! Dealing with Gojo's teasing is worth seeing the expressions on your cute little face.

While he is alone in his office working? Even better, he loves the company, loves it more when you fall asleep because he fucked you so much.

Mafia!Nanami hates leaving you alone, he hates being separated from you. So often times you are with him but if it's too dangerous he keeps you home. He needs to make sure you are alway's safe, he's very protective of you.

Mafia!Nanami that teaches you self defense and how to use weapons. Will buy you some guard dogs to go the extra mile just to keep you safe.

A/n: If ya'll want more, let me know.

[xodarling]

Took the ‘rock’ in rock n roll too seriously - xodarling

includes: dom!beidou, fem!reader, modern au, bassist!beidou, gold digger!reader, established relationship, not a healthy one tho, g!p beidou, you like her money and dick, lowercase writing, muscular!beidou, size difference, daddy kink, spanking, breeding kink, grinding, degradation, overstim, choking, you don't like her

a/n: this came to me in a dream

beidou has very clingy lately, much to your dismay, this was supposed to be a transactional relationship but she went ahead and fell in love, now you have to pretend to like her back. she’s snuggling up to your lap, she’s so clingy it’s getting on your nerves..

“babe, can you get me a new car? that rolls royce i’ve been wanting for months, please?” you give her a pout and bat your eyelashes, your manicured nails softly scratch her scalp. her eyes linger on you for a moment and then she lifts her head up from your lap.

“oh, really?” both of you are in her garage, sitting on a random couch there with pizza boxes and soda cans everywhere, along with some cigarettes thrown around; the dingy appearance conceals that you’re literally in her mansion. beidou’s strong hands move to your hips and she manhandles you with ease onto her lap.

“didn’t i get you that jeep just last week?” she manspreads as she makes you sit on her lap. her eyes zone in on the hickeys she’s left on you the days before and a few hours ago. you open your mouth to protest but she smacks your ass which makes you giggle softly, “yeah, well, that was last week. i’m talking about now, it’s only fair you spoil me with something big.”

“something big?” she chuckles. she’s so big that her hands dwarf your waist tremendously, she rubs your smooth skin. her lips attach themselves back onto your neck and suck more bruises and leave even more bite marks on your already littered skin. “i fuck you with something big every night, no?” her tongue runs across your throat, she switches to each side of your neck to suck even more bruises.

your body jerks at her rough touch and the feeling of her big hands all over your skin. the sudden shift of her kisses made you whimper in delight and squirm under her burly touch. you can’t help but shiver as she goes from nibbles and pecks to bruising sucks. “ugh, you know what i’m talking about.” you glance away and pout, but in a playful manner.

her eyes roll back as she licks, sucks, and kisses your neck, collarbone, and jaw. your skin feels smooth under her touch, so smooth and soft, there’s nothing she loves more than leaving bruises on your pretty body. she moves her lips away from your neck and brushes them against your ear, nibbling your earlobe softly, “i’ll get you that rolls royce, baby, don’t worry. i’ll even get you a porche to make you feel better..”

she hums against your ear. her hands palm at your ass from above those slutty shorts she bought you that are practically underwear, she just can’t keep her hands off of you. one of her hands suddenly send a strike to your rear, a loud clap echoing through the garage.

she bites her lip and leans back on the couch, admiring your gorgeous body and running her hands across your curves. you smile sensually as she admires your body. her broad hands go up to fondle your chest, biting her lip and ogling at you, she squeezes your chest and then rests her arms on the back of the couch. she smizes and slightly bucks her hips up, enjoying the way your body bounces every time she lifts her hips.

your manicured nails grip the fabric of her tank top, a tight one that emphasizes her toned, broad body. your lips curl up into a faint smile as you begin to rock your hips back and forth, the movement is subtle but gets accentuated by her small thrusts up. “enjoying yourself?” your voice is low and throaty, trying your hardest to sound seductive and flirty.

“mhm. yeah, i fucking am.” she hums and watches your body bounce, her eyes half-lidded and filled with nothing but lust and love. “i’m gonna fuck you so good. till’ you can’t walk for weeks.” she whispers with arousal heavy in her tone, rolling her neck and groaning in discomfort as the bulge in her pants grows with each second that passes.

your face heats up hearing her vulgar words. the way she describes the situation makes your imagination run wild and your nether region quickly becomes wet. you try not to squirm too much as you glance to her eyes, which are looking at you with a hungry gaze. there’s nothing more sexy than big, powerful woman losing control of her cool and getting aroused because of your body.

“goddamn, you slut.” she growls after bit after your grinding. her large hands grip the bottom of your thighs and manhandle you so you’re laying flat on your back with beidou looming over you, some soda cans and old cigarettes clattering from the impact. she groans and growls, leaning down and leaving more hickeys on your neck, alongside bite marks.

the way she suddenly moves and pulls you into such a submissive position had you squealing in delight, your body arching forward to grind your slick shorts against the stiff area in beidou’s pants. with each bite and suck, your eyes roll back to your brain and your chest heaves heavily, each exhale sounding desperate and exhausted for the brute.

after a moment, beidou leans up and put your ankles on her shoulders, leaving pecks on each of your calves. her large, calloused hands sneak their way under your waistband and pull them off, she smirks and wolf whistles when she does rip the damp fabric off, “commando, princess?” she teases, rubbing your clit with her rough thumb, keeping eye contact with you.

“uh huh..” you shakily whine, closing your eyes to enjoy the flicks and rubs of your clitoris. after a few circles later, she slithers her hand away and pulls her sweatpants down, showing the bulge in her boxers. looking at her with a dazed expression that she finds adorable, she pulls down her bulging underwear and sighs when her cock flings out.

she chuckles when she notices your stare at her shaft, grabbing the base of if and playfully swinging slightly, “i’m guessing you like it.” she coos, rubbing your calf with her free hand. as much as you lack love towards beidou, you most certainly do not lack lust towards her, because the sight of that monster has you drooling and nodding quickly.

“you are just the cutest thing.” she coos and starts to rub her throbbing tip against your slit, playfully nudging your clit with her head. with a final kiss on your leg, she pushes herself into you, rubbing your clit once more to ease the uncomfortable stretch, “shh, it’s okay, breathe for me.” she murmurs, looking down at you with love in her eyes, “you’ve done this before, you can do it again, princess.”

“good girl. all mine.” she leans down and starts to whisper in your ear, easing you through the painful sting. after all, you’re very fragile compared to her. you arch your body forward, legs kicking a bit from the ache beginning to kick in… still, there’s nothing more attractive than being dominated by this muscle-bound brute. usually, you’d be disgusted by this. but, the bliss she brings melted your brain.

“fuck… so big.” you wince, looking up at the ceiling. beidou’s words were a nice distraction from the pain, as much as you find her annoying and boorish, she has quite a handsome voice. however, the ease was disrupted by her large hands wrapping around your neck, and the stillness of her hips dissipated. her shaft now inching out of your hole.

now, beidou really tried being gentle. your size difference was obvious, and she didn't want to hurt you! but, you were just so tight and felt so good around her that the languid pace turned into an absolute savage one. a laugh that radiated cockiness rumbled out of beidou’s chest, the tightness of your walls, and the lewd moans you let out stroked the hell out of her ego. “such a fucking slut. say that you love me. scream it…”

her pupils darkened, staring down at you like you were nothing but a cocksleeve. but, you knew that wasn’t the case, beidou loved you, even if you showed nothing but disgust towards this rockstar. “i f-fucking love you…!” you yelped, her tip ramming against your spot, barely giving you time to breathe or even process what’s happening before your g-spot is pushed again.

now, the sounds of skin slapping reverberate throughout the garage, her growls and your desperate whines syncing together to make perfect harmony. “you… are such a nympho.” she huffs out, “just money and dick, right? that’s all someone needs to make this little bitch happy.” her throat bobs, sweat cascading down her body in such a perverse way you can’t help but start to touch all over those toned muscles.

such degrading words… they make your walls clench and eyes widen. your mouth forms into the shape of a circle, limbs begin to tremble madly. you two just started, yet, your orgasm comes way faster than both of you would’ve expected. your legs kick harshly as the sound of screams leaves your throat, your hips buck, and tears start to form. it feels so good, and beidou shows no sign of stopping. “…daddyy..” the word leaves your mouth before you notice, luckily, all she does is laugh.

“daddy, huh?” she teases, leaning down and kissing away some of your tears. her chapped lips curve into the cockiest of smiles that if you weren't being fucked dumb, you’d want to slap off her face. her form gets sloppier, but her eyes never leave your euphoric face, “i’m close. get ready.” she pants, “daddy’s gonna cum inside you, okay, baby?” her tone melts into one full of mockery, her hands tightening around your throat, cutting off your airway only a bit.

her hips slammed into you, groaning at the feeling of your snug walls clinging to the walls of her cock. “gonna be big… and full of my kids.” she grunts, the fat of your ass and thighs rippling with each plow of her body. your moans start to turn into squeaks, the lack of air in your lungs makes your head spin, and it’s only intensified by the aggressive slamming against your spot.

your sharp acrylics, something beidou paid for, scratch at her abs, tracing the crevices of her stomach and the curves of her waist. your whines are accompanied by screams of ‘more..!’ and ‘it’s so big!’, all those words fuel her ego more and more. her hefty hands tighten around your throat, she growls and throws her head back, leaning back up as she keeps the brutal pace she established.

”fuck…” she groans, using all her might to slam into your cunt. it was sudden, spontaneous, and without any warning. beidou lets out a howl and then erupts into your walls, coating every inch of it with her seed. it was warm and thick, and her thrusts didn't stop as she kept filling you. the feeling of being filled up sent you head first into that euphoric release.

“fuck, yes…!” you screamed hips bucking rapidly as your eyes rolled back into your skull, a dopey smile on your lips. it was addicting. the firey burst inside of you sent your head reeling and your body trembling like a leaf. your throat was raw after the scream you let out, her cum filling you and filling you to a hilt. your lower belly bulging from the pistoning cock inside you.

you both came down from your euphoric highs with pants and sighs, the sweat that covered your bodies felt cold now that the two of you had calmed down. her hands settled at your waist, occasionally thrusting into you to ensure all of it had dropped inside of you. after a bit of panting, beidou let out a chuckle, rubbing circles into your stomach with her calloused thumb.

“damn. i really filled you up!” she cockily says, pulling out her semi-hard cock from you, watching in awe as her fluid spills out from you. she pats your stomach and lets out another prideful laugh, a big smile on her lips. “that was fun! do you wanna take a bath? i mean we are covered in sweat!” her happiness pisses you off, especially since she just fucked your soul out of you.

“beidou…” you murmur through gritted teeth, panting from the harsh sex, you maneuver your legs to wrap around her burly waist, “more…” your eyes almost seem angry. you are, you cannot fathom how this stupid, annoyingly handsome idiot can make you feel so good! “m-more…?” she questions, eyes that were once happy now confused. her question was only met with a whine and you bringing her down to smash her lips against yours.

you two are not going to stop until you know for sure beidou’s only gonna be shooting dry shots, and who knows how long that’s gonna take.

[syndrossi]

Call for Winter prompts!

It's Dec 2, so let's get the prompt-a-thon rolling! Feel free to re-prompt anything from the Halloween set of prompts that you really wanted to see but that I didn't end up writing, or something entirely new! Winter-themed is encouraged but by no means required, and the only limit to how many prompts you can chuck at me is your imagination.

At some unspecified cadence, I'll pick a prompt that tickles my fancy, write a little ficlet for it (I thought they'd be 300ish words apiece last time, but they pretty much were all in the 800-3K range 😂), and post it here on Tumblr.

Any and all stories/AUs (or AUs of AUs) are fair game, with the caveat that I probably won't fill anything that is likely to come up in Resonant itself in the next 100K-ish words. But for Resonant, things like alternate POVs/what-ifs/side-stories/etc are all fair game. Maybe this will be the prompt-a-thon where I finally write Rhaegar POV???

Running list of prompts thus far, organized by story source, below.

Total: 120

Any/Other AUs (20):

King Daemon in any capacity

AU where Daemon shows up just in time to save Rhaegar at the Battle of the Trident

A scene from Aemon and Baelon's childhood or them getting to meet Resonant Daemon’s sons in a dream

Daemon & Rhea bickering [Reverbrate, Remorse]

AU where Rhaegar got summerhalled at 19 and Jon at 14

Daemon dealing with Aerys

Canon Rhaegar's POV of Daemon's "ghost." Either during his last battle or in front of Aegon's cradle where Rhaegar first mistakes him for Aerys too

Hot springs at Runestone's winter keep [Regnal, Reverberate]

The AU where Corlys discovers chocolate and brings it to Westeros and hot cocoa becomes a Thing.

AU where Ser Willam realizes the toddlers he's escorting to the Gates of the Moon are not, in fact, Redforts. The scene where he realizes it or the scene where he informs/finds Daemon.

A scene from the heartbreaking AU where Jon and Rhaegar wake up in Volantis with chained dragons and a kidnapped, traumatized baby brother.

AU in which Jon and Rhaegar are reborn older than eight and end up claiming Vermithor and Silverwing! (Or get claimed by Vermithor and Silverwing, who knows.)

AU in which Jon and Rhaegar are reborn at four or five and Daemon gets to find them sooner and enjoy having younger children like he dreams of. (Or even younger, wherein he finds them and they are both brunette, only for Rhaegar's hair dye to start washing out after a while.)

AU where Rhea dies early on and Daemon meets/recognizes his kids when he and the Redfort siblings go to Runestone to see about inheritance things.

Something involving Royce runic magic

Jon is a girl, Rhaegar is a boy. Otto POV of when they're 11-12 and discussions are happening of their potential betrothals. Maybe a reaction to Jon's reaction to the suggestion that she wed Rhaegar.

AU where Resonant Daemon & Jon & Rhaegar & their dragons appear in the OG/book timeline after the Dance of the Dragons. The twins could help little Viserys in Volantis while Daemon appears in King’s Landing to comfort and assist Aegon III.

Regnal or Restoration or Aemon’s Sons AU: Jon being cranky that he has to be king someday. Bonus points for Rhaegar being smug that he DOESN’T have to be king. Bonus BONUS points for Jon ensuring Rhaegar knows he's just as screwed as Jon's future Hand and has nothing to be smug about.

POV of Rhaegar finding out Jon is his son in any AU

The twins' first teething & baby bath times

Resonant (40):

Rhaegar POV of waking up in the Gates of the Moon in ch1

Rhaegar POV after ch5 when he learns that Jon's an actual hero

Rhaegar POV when Jon gave him the bracelet in ch7

Rhaegar POV after meeting Daemon in ch13

Rhaegar POV the following night after meeting Daemon in ch14

Rhaegar POV in ch31

Rhaegar POV in ch32

Ser Willam's POV/thoughts on anything at all

Daemon overhearing the twins talking about their other life

Watercooler discussion of Daemon's prodigy children

Yule/winter traditions, both southern and northern. Jon being exposed to the weird shit they do in the south, and introducing Daemon and Rhaegar to the plethora of traditions/skills cultivated in the north, even though he's definitely not from there, nope!

Rhaegar goes Christmas caroling. Alternatively, he finds a baby Daeron and/or Helaena and/or other children and sings 'The Song of the Seven' as a nursery rhyme. Alicent hears him and is overwhelmed by this beautiful pious boy sent by the Gods, in need of her motherly love.

Rhaenyra finds out Daemon named Rhaegar after her, awwwwww. (Daemon panics and asks Rhaegar to lie for him.)

Jon and Rhaegar having to fend off one of their father's braver stalkers. Alternatively, that comedic gold bit where an artist in the Red Keep is drawing romance novel covers of Daemon posing dramatically as he rips open his shirt atop a dragon... ravishing young ladies who giggle and clutch their expensive art to their chests.

Future(ish) conversation where Daemon has to explain the 🐦🐦🐦 and the 🐝🐝🐝 to his children, and possibly to Viserys' children for extra lolz.

Older!Jon getting cornered by a little lady who'd love to be the future Lady of Runestone, and Rhaegar being aghast at his amazing, brave, older, heroic, SAVED THE WORLD, brother's ineptitude when it comes to girls. (Extra bonus: Daemon is both amused and also aghast himself, this is clearly a dangerous situation.)

Jon walking into a wall the first time he sees Laena because she's just so pretty.

Adorable fluff in which Helaena has a crush on one of (or both of) the twins. Alternatively: betrothal discussions/thoughts by the adults!

AU where Daemon marries Laena and promptly has another set of twins for Jon and Rhaegar to coo over.

AU where Arthur Dayne's loyalty to Rhaegar is so intense he figures out a way to summerhall himself after the kid. Potentially shows up just in time to join the applicants for the Princesguard! Potentially annoys the shit out of Criston Cole!

AU where Jon is still Jon but Rhaegar is Rhaella, and they get to have a fun misunderstanding about marital expectations, i.e., Rhaella fully expects to marry Jon, Jon chokes on his drink at this information.

Jeyne's POV when she first learns WTF Rhea has apparently been up to and the shitstorm coming her way in the form of a pissed off royal family.

Jon, unable to resist his inner child, sneaks a puppy into Daemon's chambers. He and Rhaegar do their very best to keep the little guy hidden, and Daemon is SUSPICIOUS of their suspicious behavior.

Rhaegar and/or Jon (or both!) having a nightmare (or pretending to) and then pretending (for whatever reason) to need dad!hugs immediately, thus running to him in the middle of the night as teary-eyed, scared eight-year-olds. (Bonus points if they alarm whoever is on guard duty at the time.)

Arryk and/or Erryk getting to have a heroic moment wherein they save Jon and/or Rhaegar from a bad guy!

A highly-stressed Rhaegar has a hair-related disaster and starts crying (may or may not actually be related to the hair disaster) and Jon panics because his brother is crying and he is ALSO highly-stressed and starts crying (being eight and having no control over your emotions is rough), and their on-duty guard panics and sends for Daemon because THE PRINCES ARE CRYING.

That scene where Jon and Rhaegar are talking about Dany and Daemon assumes the worst and gets to be traumatized by his own imagination.

JON GETTING A CANDLE VISION. Of Lyanna dying because of him? Or of Rhaegar, only *his* universe's Rhaegar, the one who actually fathered him, telling him he's a disappointment? Of Catelyn, berating him? Of Ned, telling the other Stark children he loves them the most? Trauma! Trauma for you! Trama for them! Trauma for everyone!

"Somebody" "accidentally" sets the curtains in Daemon's rooms on fire.

Future!Jon and future!Rhaegar's first time flying on Shadow and Qelebrys.

Another scene where Jon and Rhaegar get to play with Jace and Luke. Maybe with the wooden ships Daemon got Jon? Maybe Jace/Luke/Joffrey get to come over for dinner after being stuck with their nurse for so long?

Outsider!POV of the royal court discovering the existence of the twins and the breathtaking Royce-Redfort treason.

POV of Rhaenyra and what she might be up to and/or POV of Rhaenys and what SHE'S currently up to.

Scene where Aegon sneaks out to go claim a dragon, Jon (and Rhaegar?) sees him and follows because, uh, kids should always follow other kids into danger rather than go tell an adult. It's the first rule of all kid!adventure movies.

Daemon finding out Rhaegar can play the harp REALLY FUCKING WELL.

Daemon and/or Rhaegar gifting Jon a white puppy.

Part two of the Ghost+snowstorm ficlet!

Alicent witnessing Jon being sweet to Helaena (maybe after Aegon and/or Aemond were being not-so-sweet to her for contrast) and making up her mind that Jon is just as good a boy as Rhaegar.

The twins starting a snowball fight with the other kids. Jon has an unfair advantage that only Rhaegar knows about.

Daemon’s reaction/thoughts of finding out they dyed Rhaegar’s hair when he was a baby.

Regnal AU (9):

Twins demonstrating fireproofness and Daemon being made heir

Jaehaerys meeting the twins and/or hatchlings

Vermithor & Silverwing meeting twins and/or hatchlings

Rhea confronts Jaehaerys and realizes that her husband is still very sweet and accommodating

Alysanne's encounter with the twins

Regnal!AU scene wherein someone stupid tries to kidnap the twins when they are still babies! (Potential heroic saviors: Daemon, Baelon, Rhea, Willam. I love them all but I'm partial to Rhea being kickass and murdering some monster who tried kidnapping her child, tbh.)

Alysanne sticks her foot in her mouth when meeting the babies by saying something like, "Pity the older one was born with his mother's hair," in front of Daemon and/or Baelon and/or Rhea.

The twins being presented to Jaehaerys at court or a scene after that where they're interacting with him on a more grandfatherly sort of level.

Saera trying to seduce Baelon when she visits Runestone on her "diplomatic" mission.

Reverberate AU (7):

The rest of the family meeting the twins when they're finally brought to KL

The twins get sick and Daemon is panicking

The twins and Damon get Rhea into a snowball fight and then they all warm up under a blanket together

The twins' POV after turning one

Rhea's POV/realization that her husband isn't the monster Otto described him to be and her surprise at how involved a father Daemon is.

After a few years, Rhea falls pregnant. She's excited to finally carry her own child after being resigned to never having kids of her body, but also super worried about being an older mom and that the maester will know this is her first pregnancy. Bonus points if they're twins as well!

A mountain of treasure arrives in Runestone. Rhea is shocked, and Daemon just shrugs, all "ah, it's my share from defeating the pirates and + Corlys' thanks."

Restoration AU (19):

Snowball fight

One of the Starklings stumbles across the twins' dragons

Daemon and his pokemon collection of Targaryen children/teens make war upon Robert Baratheon

Twins playing hide and seak with their new siblings in Winterfell

Maester Aemon meeting the twins and/or hatchlings

Rhaegar's POV on the events of the last chapter

POV Daemon I or POV Catelyn I

[Crack] What if Aemon+Baelon+Jaehaerys make a sudden appearance as well and see this shitty state of a future and also meet Daemon's sons and now son-grandson

Pre!time travel Restoration AU when they're in Winterfell with Cregan's family. Jon being wistful about Winterfell? Qelebrys and Shadow playing in the snow? Rhaegar falling head-over-heels with Cregan at first sight, as one does? Daemon becoming very alarmed when the Starks try to serve rhubarb pie at dinner? Boiling hot springs and weird-ass Targaryens who dive right in anyway? Cregan "introducing" snow-related winter games and Northern traditions to Jon who has to try very hard to pretend this is all brand new information for him?

Any time in Restoration AU or Winterfell where they get to watch the Northern lights.

First night after arriving, somehow all the Stark kids end up (minus maybe Rickon) sneaking in to meet their new brothers, including Sansa (she doesn't know how it happened either, but it's clearly Arya's fault).

Rhaegar beating Jon up with a sword on the training grounds (when all Ser Rodrick asked for was a demonstration to evaluate their skill level, sob) because his brother is a no good secret-keeping LYING LIAR FACE who is also apparently his SON and a LIAR and ARGH.

Tyrells scheming to make Margaery the future queen!

Velaryons being SO HAPPY to join up with Targaryens again, sob, they don't even need the dragon as incentive.

Daemon meeting Oberyn

Viserys' hubris getting him charbroiled and eaten by a dragon

Daemon kidnapping Maester Aemon from the Wall (his pokemon tendencies aren't restricted to children)

Anything with Old Nan. Ex: her giving vague, sage advice to Ned because she somehow knows that none of the boys are his bastards.

Daemon hearing about how Catelyn treated Jon in Winterfell and seething about it. Halfway on Caraxes to burn the Riverlands until the boys calm him down.

Reversal AU (3):

Rhaenyra braiding the girls' hair (finally girls in this realm of boys!)

Some funny scene with teenage Aegon/Aemond/fJon/fRhaegar and teenage hormones

Daemon's POV of finding out he has hidden twin daughters and/or his POV of when he rescues them/soon after he rescues them.

Rescue AU (1):

Just update it, Syn!

Veteran!Jon AU (7):

Vet!Jon wakes up in Volantis and books it for Westeros

Vet!Jon reads Viserys the riot act

Twins POV of Vet!Jon swooping in to save them

Stepstone soldier's POV of Vet!Jon swooping in with his baby brothers

Veteran!Jon AU Wedding: Jon & Laena get married

Veteran!Jon shows up in the Stepstone but his birth wasn't a secret and he was taken when he was a few months old. Daemon POV of his previously-thought-dead son appearing with his secret twins.

Vet!Jon utterly destroys Cole in a spar. Possibly snowballs are involved.

Twins-as-Aemon's-sons AU (9): (the twins are Aemon and Jocelyn's sons, and roughly the same age as Daemon)

Jocelyn being surprise!pregnant, Jocelyn and Alyssa being pregnant at the same time, Aemon and Baelon commiserating over Jocelyn and Alyssa being pregnant at the same time...

Corlys trying to impress his hopefully-future-wife's little brothers

Jon being proclaimed heir

Jon/Rhaegar/Daemon all playing together as little kids

Jon and Daemon dragging their brothers out to practice swords when all they want to do is sit around and read boring old books, ugh

A young Aemma arriving at the keep as a potential bride for Jon

The more depressing version where Jon and Rhaegar are born extra late and Jon becomes King at a very young age

Corlys having to win Rhaenys's hand from a reluctant Jaehaerys by discovering chocolate/cocoa

Variation where Resonant!Daemon wakes up when the twins are born, which is instead just before Aemon is due to die at Tarth. Him being the best older cousin, protecting them, warning (unheeded) that Volantis might be after them...

Dany (5):

Dany is born as their little sister in Regnal or Reverberate, reaction to another prophecy baby

Dany is a triplet with the twins in Resonant

Dany wakes up as Nettles

Restoration Daemon saving Dany from being sold

Restoration Daemon arrives a bit later and meets Dany in Essos and helps her with her unruly dragons, maybe some singing is involved!