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golden horizons

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amidst the energy and laughter, a lighthearted connection blossoms into quiet intimacy between Lando and Amelie, their playful banter and shared moments painting a vivid portrait of joy and affection.

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Warnings: none

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January 2nd, 2025 - Dubai, United Arab Emirates

The sun beat down on the golden dunes outside Dubai, the horizon stretching endlessly in waves of shimmering sand. The roar of dune buggies echoed through the vast desert, engines revving as the group raced and drifted across the sandy expanse. Lando Norris, sitting at the wheel of his buggy, had never felt so carefree—or so distracted.

In the passenger seat beside him, Amelie adjusted her sunglasses, a playful smile tugging at her lips as her hair whipped in the wind. She’d insisted on wearing the most impractical outfit for dune-bashing—an olive-green cropped tank top, denim shorts, and combat boots—but somehow, she still looked like she belonged in a photoshoot.

Not that Lando minded. In fact, he was struggling to keep his eyes on the trail ahead of them.

—Eyes on the sand, Lan,— Amelie teased, her voice cutting through the roar of the engine. She tilted her head toward him, grinning. —Unless you want to flip this thing.—

—If I do, it’ll be your fault for looking like… that,— Lando muttered, gesturing vaguely at her outfit with one hand while steering with the other.

She laughed, the sound ringing out over the hum of the engine. —Looking like what, exactly?—

—You know what I mean,— he said, his cheeks flushing under the sun.

Amelie smirked, leaning closer so her voice was just loud enough for him to hear. —If you’re trying to say I look hot, you can just say it, Lan.—

Lando let out a huff, tightening his grip on the wheel as the buggy crested another dune. —Fine. You look fucking hot. There, happy?—

Amelie burst out laughing, her hand resting on his thigh as she looked out over the endless expanse of sand. —Very. I just wanted to hear you say it.—

He glanced over at her briefly, his face softening despite his feigned annoyance. —You’re a menace, you know that?—

—You love it,— she shot back, her tone teasing but affectionate.

—Yeah, yeah, I do.— He grinned, shaking his head.

Ahead of them, Tom and Alisa’s buggy was kicking up a cloud of sand, and Lando followed their trail, weaving expertly around the dunes. A few more friends were scattered around, all part of the convoy tearing through the desert.

After a while, the group came to a stop at a particularly picturesque spot. The towering dunes framed the horizon, and the sunlight hit just right, painting everything in golden hues. Everyone climbed out of their buggies, stretching their legs and grabbing water bottles from the coolers.

Lando, however, had other plans. He reached into the back of the buggy and pulled out Amelie’s digital camera, the one she’d brought on the trip but barely touched.

—Alright, Ames, stand right there,— he said, gesturing toward a small crest of sand.

She raised an eyebrow, smirking. ���Are you seriously trying to turn this into a photoshoot?—

—Yes. Now go stand over there and look pretty,— he said, his tone half-joking but determined.

Amelie laughed but obliged, walking up the dune and striking a dramatic pose. Lando adjusted the camera’s settings, grinning as he snapped a few shots.

—You’re ridiculous,— she called out, shading her eyes from the sun as she looked down at him.

—And you’re gorgeous. Now stop moving.—

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile, letting him take a few more photos before dropping the act and laughing. —Okay, that’s enough, paparazzi.—

—Not even close,— he said, lowering the camera to look at her properly. His voice softened as he added, —You look like a damn goddess, Ames. I’m serious.—

Her expression shifted, the teasing edge fading as she looked at him. —Lan…—

—What? I’m just saying what I’m thinking,— he said, his cheeks slightly pink.

She came back down the dune, her boots sinking into the sand as she reached him. Wrapping her arms around his neck, she pulled him close. —You’re such a sap sometimes. You know that?—

—Only for you,— he murmured, his hands settling on her waist as he leaned down to kiss her.

—Oi, lovebirds!— Tom’s voice interrupted them, making Amelie laugh as she pulled back.

—What, mate?— Lando called back, not even bothering to look over.

—We’re here to race buggies, not watch you two snog in the middle of the desert!— Tom shouted, grinning as Alisa elbowed him playfully.

Amelie chuckled, pressing a quick kiss to Lando’s jaw before stepping back. —Guess we’re holding up the fun, Mr. Norris.—

Lando sighed dramatically, slipping the camera strap over his shoulder. —Fine. But this isn’t over. You still owe me a proper photoshoot later.—

—Oh, do I?— she teased, grabbing his hand as they walked back to their buggy.

—Yeah, you do. I’ll even edit them for you. Make ‘em all artsy.—

Amelie laughed, her fingers laced with his. —You’re too much, you know that?—

—And yet, you still love me,— he quipped, flashing her a cheeky grin.

She rolled her eyes but couldn’t hide her smile. —Unfortunately for me, yeah, I do.—

They climbed back into the buggy, and Lando wasted no time revving the engine. The group took off again, roaring over the dunes, the desert stretching endlessly around them. The wind whipped through their hair, and the thrill of speeding over the sand made Amelie throw her arms up in the air like a kid on a rollercoaster.

Lando couldn’t stop smiling. He loved seeing her like this—completely free, unguarded, and in the moment. She turned to him at one point, her laughter ringing out over the noise, and he swore his heart skipped a beat.

—You’re insane!— she yelled, her voice full of joy.

—Takes one to know one!— he shouted back, making her laugh even harder.

As the sun began to dip lower in the sky, casting long shadows across the dunes, the group came to a stop again. This time, it was Ed who suggested they take a break and watch the sunset. Everyone parked their buggies in a loose circle, pulling out blankets and snacks as they settled in for the view.

Amelie and Lando sat side by side on a blanket, her head resting on his shoulder as they watched the sun sink below the horizon. The sky turned a brilliant mix of oranges, pinks, and purples, the colors blending together like a watercolor painting.

Lando pulled out her camera again, snapping a photo of the horizon before turning it on her. She caught him this time, swatting at his hand.

—Lan, come on. Enough with the camera.—

—Never. You’re too beautiful not to capture,— he said, grinning as he snapped another shot of her laughing.

—You’re ridiculous,— she muttered, though the blush on her cheeks gave her away.

He set the camera down, wrapping an arm around her waist and pulling her closer. —Ridiculous and madly in love with you.—

Her heart softened at his words, and she tilted her head to look up at him. —You’re lucky you’re cute, you know that?—

He smirked, leaning down to press his forehead against hers. —And you’re lucky you’re stuck with me.—

—Hmm, debatable,— she teased, but her smile betrayed her.

As the group packed up to head back to their hotel, Lando couldn’t help but feel a sense of contentment. This trip, this day, this woman—it was all perfect. And he couldn’t wait to spend the rest of the night reminding her just how much he adored her.

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landonorris: FIRST

landonorris: I don’t know what’s more distracting… the view or you. But honestly, it's definitely you. 😏 → ameliedayman: @landonorris I’ll let you decide when we’re alone later. 😜

landonorris: can confirm i took 97% of these and she hated 96% of them ❤️

chandlerkinney: ok but WHY is this the cutest thing I’ve ever seen 😭 → ameliedayman: @chandlerkinney he’s in his golden retriever era

alex_albon: who’s the photographer and can i book him for my next trip? → ameliedayman: @alex_albon sorry he’s fully booked forever 😌

sarah_ferguson: Honestly, this is what true love looks like. I can’t handle the cuteness. 😍 → lucas_bowen: @sarah_ferguson Same, it’s like watching a rom-com come to life! 🎬💖

jadenhossler: bro i blinked and you’re someone’s husband now → landonorris: @jadenhossler she hasn’t proposed yet give her time 😅 → ameliedayman: @jadenhossler say “husband” again and see what happens

queenamelieupdates: i love the way he takes photos of her like she’s art 🩷

georgerussell63: wholesome content. we need a beach day double date soon → ameliedayman: @georgerussell63 as long as you don’t bring monopoly again → landonorris: @georgerussell63 she’s still salty you beat her once

maxfewtrell: lowkey jealous of the beach vibes → landonorris: @maxfewtrell come join us next time, but you have to carry me 😏

callumdayman: I feel like I’m the third wheel here. 🤦‍♂️ → ameliedayman: @callumdayman You’ve always been third wheel material. 😜

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Amelie stepped out of the shower, the steam swirling around her as the cool hotel air met her freshly damp skin. She was wrapped in one of Lando’s shirts, the fabric oversized on her, and a pair of his boxers that clung loosely to her hips. The scent of him lingered on the shirt, comforting her as she padded barefoot across the hotel room.

She paused when she spotted him, Lando sitting at the desk, his laptop open in front of him. His brow was furrowed in concentration, his fingers moving quickly over the keyboard as he edited the photos he had taken of her just hours before. The warm hotel lighting illuminated his face, and for a moment, Amelie just watched him—his intense focus, the way his hair fell into his eyes, the little movements of his lips as he zoomed in on a photo.

She smiled to herself before clearing her throat softly. —Hey,— she said, her voice still a little raspy from the shower.

Lando glanced up, his eyes lighting up when he saw her. His gaze lingered for a moment, and his lips quirked upward. —Well, aren’t you the sight for sore eyes,— he said, his tone teasing but warm.

Amelie leaned against the doorframe, her arms crossed over her chest, watching him as he swiveled his chair toward her. The shirt she wore barely reached the top of her thighs, and she could feel his eyes trace the length of her legs before quickly flicking back up to meet her gaze. She couldn’t help but smirk at his reaction.

—You look… ridiculous,— Lando said, raising an eyebrow, though his voice was full of affection.

Amelie rolled her eyes playfully, walking over to the bed. —Oh, stop it. You like it.—

Lando chuckled but didn’t argue. He turned back to the laptop, his fingers still hovering over the keys. —I’m just trying to get these photos done. You know how it is.—

She crawled into the bed, the sheets cool against her warm skin. She pulled the covers up over her legs, making a small noise of contentment before stretching out. —I’m exhausted. I’m taking a nap before dinner. You should join me.—

She turned her head, her eyes glinting mischievously. —Or not. But it would be better if you did.—

Lando looked up at her, his face softening at the sight of her lying in bed, the exhaustion clearly taking its toll. Still, he couldn’t help but smirk. —You’re so needy, you know that?—

Amelie gave him a pout, dragging her hand over the blankets. —Landoooooo, come cuddle me.—

Lando rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide the grin that tugged at his lips. His resolve was weak when it came to her. —You’re impossible.—

He closed his laptop with a sigh and stood, walking over to the bed with exaggerated reluctance. But as he climbed into bed beside her, the tension in his body melted away. He didn’t resist when she immediately snuggled against his chest, her head resting comfortably in the crook of his arm.

Lando adjusted himself, the laptop now placed on the bedside table as he wrapped his arm around her. Amelie nuzzled into his side, her hair tickling his chin. The gentle rise and fall of her chest as she settled in made his heart skip a beat, and for a moment, everything felt incredibly still.

He let his fingers brush through her damp hair absentmindedly while his mind wandered back to the photos he had been editing. He couldn't shake the vivid images of her on the dunes—the sun casting her in golden light, her smile so wide and carefree. His thoughts, of course, weren’t just about the photos. They were about her. The way she moved, the way she looked at him, the way she laughed and called him over. He was sure every moment he spent with her only made him fall deeper.

The thought of her laughing in the desert, her hands resting on his thigh as the wind swept through her hair, made his chest tighten. She was absolutely perfect, and yet, the intrusive thoughts that began to creep in were nothing like the sentimental ones he usually entertained.

His mind started to blur the line between taking photos of her and wanting to do other things with her. He wondered, for a split second, what it would be like to kiss her in those moments captured in the sand, her skin warm under his touch, the heat of the desert reflecting the desire that always seemed to simmer beneath the surface when they were alone.

Lando's breath caught, and his fingers faltered in her hair as the image of her, soft and unguarded in his arms, overpowered his mind. It was like a switch flipped inside him, and before he knew it, he was closing the laptop, the sound of the lid shutting a small but definitive action.

Amelie’s voice broke through the haze of his thoughts. —Lan?—

He turned his head to find her eyes already locked on his, soft but expectant. She gave him a little smile, the same smile she always wore when she wanted something from him—whether it was affection or simply his undivided attention.

He leaned down, his lips grazing her forehead, just above her brows. The kiss lingered for a moment, and then his lips slid lower, tracing a line to her cheek, soft and slow. He felt her heartbeat against his chest, a steady rhythm, and it only pulled him closer.

His thumb brushed the edge of her jaw as he hovered over her lips, but instead of pulling back, he leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was deeper, slower, and more demanding than he expected. She didn’t pull away, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair, the touch sending an electric jolt straight through him.

The world outside their little bubble seemed to disappear. There was no hotel, no photoshoot, no demands or expectations—just the two of them, lost in the sensation of the kiss.

Amelie let out a soft sigh against his mouth, and that sound sent him spiraling. He pulled back for a breath, just enough space to look into her eyes, searching for something—anything—that would tell him she was feeling the same fire he was.

She met his gaze, her lips swollen from the kiss, her breath just as unsteady as his. She gave him a lazy smile, and then, in that instant, he couldn’t hold back any longer.

His laptop—completely forgotten—was now a distant memory as he leaned down once more, this time pressing his lips against hers with an intensity that spoke volumes. His hands moved to her waist, pulling her flush against him, the warmth of her body against his the only thing that mattered in that moment.

Amelie responded eagerly, her fingers curling into his shirt, pulling him closer. The kiss deepened, and Lando’s mind was now consumed with the taste of her, the way she fit perfectly against him. Every kiss felt like it was the start of something new, a connection that was both thrilling and grounding all at once.

When they finally pulled apart, both of them breathless, Lando’s heart was racing. He closed his eyes for a moment, gathering his thoughts, and when he opened them again, Amelie was looking at him with a knowing smile.

—You’re going to be the death of me,— he muttered, shaking his head in disbelief.

She just giggled, her fingers still playing with the hem of his shirt. —I’m not sorry,— she teased, her voice low and playful.

Lando chuckled, his hands tracing small patterns on her back, as if he needed the reassurance that she was still there, still in his arms. —You’re lucky I can’t resist you. You know that?—

—Mm, I know,— she replied, her lips brushing against his once more, not as urgent as before, but still full of that same electric charge.

Lando sighed, knowing this was going to be a night neither of them would forget. And as he settled back into the bed, pulling her closer, he couldn’t help but think about how much he was willing to let go of everything else, just to be with her like this.

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maxfewtrell: ok but the captions are always next level ���🥽 → landonorris: @maxfewtrell I’m just out here trying to keep it fresh, mate 😎

amelie dayman: That’s my man 😍🥽 → landonorris: @ameliedayman Always looking good, babe ❤️

ameliesupporter: this is the best couple. honestly

amelieislove: okay, but they’re the cutest couple ever. I can’t handle it 😩💖 → lanmelieshipper24: @amelieislove we knew it from the start, now we’re just waiting for the wedding announcement 😭

maxverstappen1: bro, you’re actually obsessed with her now 🤣 → landonorris: @maxverstappen1 Tell me something I don’t know 😂

lanmelierealists: THE ENERGY in these photos is giving us LIFE! They’re absolutely perfect together 😭🔥 → f1dreamteam: @lanmelierealists They’re definitely soulmates. Just look at the way they vibe together 🫶

lanmieshipper69: Okay, this is IT. I’m convinced. They’re goals, no questions. ✨

charles_leclerc: ok now, where’s my photo? 😂 → landonorris: @charles_leclerc Next time we’re in the same country, I got you bro 😂

victoriadayman: my two favorite people in one picture 😭 I can’t handle this much love! → lanmelierealists: @victoriadayman her mom’s right, though, this is TOO much cuteness 😩

f1gossiper: I can’t even believe how much we all adore them together. It’s perfect 💖💖

bottasforever: Tell me Lando’s not obsessed with Amelie without telling me he’s obsessed 😂

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I don't think we talk about how awful the Dubai penthouse really is. I mean look at the dining room.

HUGE table that encourages distance (especially as there's only 2 of them living here). When it's only Louis with his little bowls of blood he's gonna sit there alone with the heaps of space available at this table and no one else sat at it and be reminded that he really is alone. The bland walls with only a painting or two. The crisp and cleaners of everything. No warmth.

Then there's Louis's (supposedly) relaxation room with Armand's magnolia tree and Armand's library. A library that book-obsessed Louis cannot access. He's wholly dependent on Armand to retrieve things from it. "Please daddy Armand, may I have a book?" 😒 We literally see this when Louis asks to see the removed pages. Those belonged to Claudia, Louis's companion/sister/daughter. Why should that be something he has to ask for? Bare, grey walls like concrete. Like a prison. White stones in the zen garden the same as those Louis was buried in.

Then the bedroom. LOOK AT THIS BED. ITS MADE OF ROCKS. You CANNOT convince me this is comfortable to sleep in. The width of it meaning Louis and Armand can sleep entirely separately. The coffins, padded as they were look so much more comfortable and we know Louis likes laying in his coffin more than a bed from when he was recovering from the full body burns and asked to be put in his coffin even though the room was sun-proof and he would have been safe on the bed. Then the bars surrounding the bedroom. He's sleeping in a cell. (I've seen other people point out the similarity between the bars over the arches and the turning of Louis which is a detail I LOVE for reasons unrelated to this post. Here's a visual)

Everything is controlled through Armand's iPad. Armand controls the lighting. Armand controls the window shades. It just shows this unequal dynamic between Louis and Armand. "Armand protects my happiness"?? No, Armand is the one with the power here. You're his pet. You're his ward. Armand is an owner, a parent, almost a jailer (I'm not saying Louis can't leave or Armand is Evil, at all, just that the power dynamic is heavily tipped towards Armand as he tries to prevent a repeat of San Francisco. I wholeheartedly think he's just so overprotective that it tips into unhealthy territory). Louis doesn't do anything for himself. This is not how romantic relationships work. This is the first clue that their relationship is not what it seems, the first sign that Armand is trying to keep control of the narrative.

There is not one thing that shows me that Louis enjoys his space. Nothing to show it's lived in. It's cold and plain and boring. Compare to Daniel's apartment, a man who has had a long successful career and also lives alone.

Warm. A little messy. Lived in. An apartment of Daniel's size is hardly cheap either. But you can feel that Daniel's space is Daniel's space. The Dubai penthouse has no identity. I know this is just a modern, high-value aesthetic but there are so many other 'rich person' aesthetics that could be adopted that would be comfortable. Even keeping the clean lines. Look at these...

Still clean, still modern but warm. Everything about the penthouse is depressing to me.

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IWTV S2E5 Musings

Long ass note under the cut, but tl;dr Louis & Old Daniel is my new brotp. Armand can't take it away from me. And Armand has a PhD in gaslighting

• The impersonal statements Daniel pointing out. The implanted phrases Armand supposedly gave to Louis. Somehow my mind recalls the "vampire bond" explanation. The way Louis said it in S1 is like he's reading from a book.

• Current Louis knows Santiago's plotting

• Of course Armand is a lame crypto man 😭

• "His methodology is never violent" Oh, Louis

• "Armand preserves my happiness, even when I don't or can't" 🚨

• Louis still likes his coffin lined with a green silk 😭

• Young Daniel acts like a loser. I'm so sorry, I'm trying to take him seriously but he's funny lol

• "You're lonely. You're thrill seeking" Oh he reads him so bad. Why Louis stay with Armand tho?

• Louis and Young Daniel are just saying exactlyyyyy to one another lol

• Louis was agitated when Young Daniel pointed out the use of past tense on Claudia

• Louis is already in suicidal mind set even before Armand comes

• Interesting. The way Louis is reading his thoughts here. As in literal reading. He can't be in Daniel's mind (e.g. seeing what Daniel is seeing), his ability is limited to what Daniel's thinking. And Daniel is not thinking to himself, he just opens the Talamasca recordings right away. Thus Louis can only feel Hesitation from his mind, bu he doesn't know exactly what for

• "You don't have enough to fear from Paris?" On revealing their nature. I knew Louis had the man in the park an Roget. But why does this sound something bigger happened in Paris with the humans?

• "Is it the gremlin or good nurse tonight?" Well, he decided to be both tonight 💀

• "Throw pillow" "Use Claudia just to circle back to Lestat" So rich of him to shade Louis for his guilt over Claudia when he's the one who killed her.

• "It's all coming back" "Paris.." Louis forgets most of Paris?

• "She's calling me" I wonder if Louis is remembering Claudia calling him during her last moments

• No, I don't think Armand expected or waited for Louis to come into the sun like that. But he's definitely MAD because of that

• Armand is on mission to figure out what makes Young Daniel and Lestat interesting to Louis. Because Louis said he's dull

• "An instinct to self-efface" yes, both Daniel and Louis have that

• Armand kept Louis writhing in pain w/o blood for 4 days???

• Not @ Dubai Louis still giving excuses for Armand to Daniel 😭

• Armand calling Lestat. Lestat doesn't know where Louis is. Armand refuses to tell where they are.

• "You try! You were there!" Newfound friends found bickering lol

• "If you want insanity back, if you want to escape this prison of emphaty" Armand really says "Yes, I'm caging you, but you think this is bad? Well, you had it worse with him you wanna go back there??"

• Armand's tone during the coffin scene is very soft, but he's actually making himself clear he's mad MAD. Mad that Louis is trying to goad Lestat back to him again through the interview. Seeing how Louis always fast to reassure Armand with "all I said is trash" about Lestat, this is definitely an old problem to them. It makes me curious what made Louis stay with Armand post-Paris. What happened in Paris exactly? Lestat definitely knows Louis is alive and with Armand, unlike in the books. What has made him stay away? Did Louis pull a Nicki on him in Paris? Edit: wait, what if Armand reaches out to Lestat here is the equivalent of him going to NOLA in TVL and goes "news flash, Louis is actually alive. we were/are together"? Daniel doesn't hear Armand's first sentence to Lestat. and by that time, Louis does know lestat is alive but still numb 🤔 Armand mentions if Louis wants Lestat to chase him again, that's definitely about Lestat coming to Paris after the patricide.

• "All you had to do was ask" he says to the burnt Louis who is in need of his blood. A war flashback to "The silence is cruel. But you're never cruel" but in worse condition.

• Armand, making it clear he is extremely mad at Louis for trying to reach Lestat, that Louis is ungrateful cos he's been treating him better than Lestat, then dangling this channel of communication to Lestat in front of him, making Louis feels bad and coercing him to reassure him again. Armand has a PhD in gaslighting.

• The words from Armand afterwards. Louis certainly knows his answer but well, you can't answer that if you don't want Armand blowing up again.

• Armand only answers Louis back with Maitre once Louis assures him that he will stay with him.

• "I'm a bright young reporter with a point of view" Young Daniel is full of life and optimistic. Stubborn, refusing Armand's words, but they work. Then Louis came, saying it back to him, give him more words to re-find that motivation to live. Give him words to live on.

• Ngl I almost teared up to this scene with Louis and Old Daniel. They're precious as friends.

• To alter and surpress Daniel's memory, Daniel is already under a stage where he's very easy to be influenced and they give more drugs again.

• Old Daniel beeds to stay alive. I want Louis has one (1) friend that call out his and his boyfriend(s)' bullshits 😭

[mountttmase]

So a small concept 🥰

You, mase and Ollie&tilly are on vacation, maybe mase took you guys with him in Dubai. So today, he has a no training day and just spends the time to you guys, having a chilled day at the pool. Mason could see that you aren’t feeling that well since you woke up, felling so tired and a little dizzy. While you stay on the sun lounger in the shade, he plays with the kids in the pool but he is always checking on you to see if you’re okay. You try not to worry him or the kids bc you thought that it’s just one day and maybe it’s because of the sun and heat. So when it’s time of Tilly’s nap, he is like “go baby and take a nap with Tilly too bc I can see you aren’t feeling that good and you need one. Don’t worry about me or Ollie, we will be alright” while hugging you and kissing your head. You go in your room with Tilly as she got really tired and just gave her a fast shower and put her in the your bed while you have a shower too. So you quickly changed in some shorts and a large tshirt of mason and went to bed next to Tilly. You presumed she was fast asleep but she was wide awake fighting sleep bc she wanted to wait for you to cuddle her. This made you tear up a little bit and all you could think about is that your thoughtful, sweet little girl waited for you to love on her. She got all the love and you both fell asleep together. When mase and Ollie came in the room, they tried to not wake you up but mase couldn’t help but take a picture of you both bc you looked so cute. In the end, him and Ollie joined you guys in the cuddle and napped too. 🫂🩷

Stop it that made me all 🥰🥰🥰

Tilly is the biggest mummas girl I love her and we like kind and caring Mase.

Imagine waking up to all of them too like suddenly Mason and Ollie are will you I’d just melt

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i just think it'd be cute wrt lrb if lestat and daniel were sitting together in a meeting. lestat's trailer. killing two birds with one stone: blocking out the next docu-episode's content, filling up stories for daniel's companion book he plans on publishing. they're moving now into paris, nicki, the children of darkness. lestat with his shades on, sitting on a stupid oversized bean bag chair while daniel sits cross legged on the couch, taking notes with a pen and notebook. daniel's advised lestat to give him the cliffnotes version, for now—knowing lestat, it wouldn't take much to stretch a five minute story into a 48 minute long episode.

daniel's unable to hide his grimace, gritting his teeth when lestat arrives at meeting armand.

"it would be remiss of me to deny armand's beauty," lestat says, a somewhat distant look on his face. "even through the filth, which one could easily mistake him for a gremlin. i hadn't known then the circumstances through which he had... come to lead the children of darkness. but he," lestat pauses, humming. "hmmm. i noticed him."

daniel shifts uncomfortably on the couch. "riiiight. huh. okay. i was under the impression that you two were—are—like rivals. jaded ex-lovers. frenemies, even."

"he found me first. i could sense his power before he had called out to me one night midst a show. i could sense somehow, in my blood, that this vampire was familiar with my maker." he pauses. "that alone was enough for me to reject him. i'm sure it only infuriated him." he pulls a pack of cigarettes out of his pocket. daniel eyes lestat as he uses the fire gift to light a smoke. he's still slouched on the beanbag. he looks fucking ridiculous.

lestat laughs, a loud barking sound. unkind to the senses. "well, yes. armand and i at the beginning," lestat waves his hand. "enemies. and then lovers. and enemies once again.

"the gremlin began to follow me around paris, trailing my every move. i could sense him on my periphery at nearly all times, even at moments when the sun climbed over the horizon. i knew he was watching me—watching nicky. becoming anxious. only becoming more furious. one night, i became tired of his gaze. i confronted him." his mouth twists. "it was a mistake. one i would come to pay for dearly."

daniel startles as a vision enters his mind. cobblestones and smoky air. the crack of lestat's spine as it hits brick, fear that he hasn't felt since his maker was alive. a figure laying motionless—nicky, he figures. armand picking up nicky effortlessly in his arms, cooing as he walks away. lestat paralyzed, unable to move. forced to remain on the ground, staring at the dirt, wondering if he will mend before the dawn of the sun.

lestat does this sometimes. when something is too painful to be verbalized, recounted, he'll share a memory instead. oh, but not just the visualization of it. daniel gets the sensory input and all.

daniel shudders as he feels the grip on his mind release. "jesus, man. i asked you to stop doing that."

lestat shrugs. "i only gave you a fraction of what i recall. you must learn resiliency, fledgling." he taps his forehead.

daniel shakes his head, stretches his spine out. "so he tortures nicky. you break up the coven. it's an even score at this point."

"who is keeping score, fledgling? there was no use for it, not then. nicky did not recover from his... experience. i turned him, hoping it would bring clarity to his mental anguish. but it made it worse. more volatile." he brings his cigarette to his mouth, sucking in a deep inhale. "his madness became a great barrier between us. i spent nights pleading with him to return to me... to love me as he once did... but i could not penetrate through his trauma, his melancholy, his rage." a twisted smile. "thanks to armand."

daniel tries to recall what armand had told him so many months ago during the interview in dubai. "armand fucks up your only connection in the world at this point, yet you show up at his door for a seduction."

"yes."

"why?"

lestat ashes out his cigarette on the floor. daniel grimaces.

"i had no one else to turn to for advice for nicky's condition. the few vampires from the children of darkness that did not immediately throw themselves into the fire—they were my age, if not younger. they had no more knowledge than i. and armand's power was... immense. i wanted to know that power." he shrugs. "it was a simple seduction. i knew as my fangs entered his wrist and i drew from his ancient blood that he had not been touched for centuries. he was," lestat shifted, "it was as if he was torn in two. the old rituals that had kept him alive refused him the full possession of his body. but i could hear another part of him. quieter, gaining volume, begging to be touched. to be loved." he cleared his throat. "and in turn, he could sense why i had come to him—he knew my selfishness. he said nothing of it. and so, we became lovers."

"you just described nicki a few minutes ago as the love of your life. seems to me you move on quickly."

lestat's eyes flashed for a moment. "nicki was a great love of my life. armand was a lover. i do not contradict myself."

right. daniel writes quickly: establishing pattern w/partners? armand fault? he had to be careful when taking notes. lestat was insatiably curious (read: vain, egoistic, childish) and would often ask to see his notes on days he was feeling polite enough to ask. daniel quickly learned early on in the process that he had to be more subtle with what he kept track of following lestat's violent reaction to "oedipus complex a mile wide" scribbled in the margins following an adventurous recollection of gabrielle.

"and armand became a kind distraction." he smirks now, still looking off into the distance. "showing him the new rituals, it gave me purpose. and in turn, he taught me many things. the theatres de vampires became a great success. we spent many nights together, hands clasped, watching the culmination of our work. there was a memorable time—the night before i left paris, actually..."

daniel squints. "you and armand, in the theatre box. he tells you he loves you and you run. he locks up his heart for 150 years. i'm familiar. it's in the book, if you recall."

"and we fucked," lestat says. "did armand not tell you that? how modest." he's attempting a pout now but failing, his eyes sparkling. "it's integral to the story. i must tell. and do my viewers not get a chance to understand it through my eyes?"

daniel is not naive. what's really happening in this moment is that daniel is being teased/bullied/once again forced to be the victim to whatever sadistic psycho-sexual mind-game vampires get into once they live past a full century. he recalls now armand and louis' attentive gaze in dubai during the early days of the interview: "you have our attention." "yeah?" "yeah."

daniel hasn't quite figured out how to navigate these games, yet. sure, he's writing a companion book to the documentary, and he could use a few chapters of erotica to get the book selling.

but his feelings around armand in particular have become... complex. and lestat knows as much.

the shame and arousal knotted in daniel's gut might as well be a halo around his head. lestat's blinding smile says it all.

_____

the theatre is sold out that night, seats taken in every row and every box. lestat waxes lyrical about the smooth expanse of armand's neck now that his hair had been tied back in a ribbon bow made of silk.

"and that's when he said 'lestat, je t'aime'—" and lestat's mouth quirks sadly, a generally uncharacteristic expression daniel has come to recognize as regret. "i told him i loved him too, but i knew it was a lie. i knew i could not love him and also be his next master. i was above that, he was above that."

"but you weren't above fucking him in a public place with dozen of witnesses, right?" daniel bites, crossing his arms.

"armand was just as invested as i was, daniel. there could not possibly be coercion on my part. not when he was already gagging for it."

___

a few members of the audience from their own booths began to look down on them—some irritated by the distraction, some welcoming the initiation of a second show, likely to be more promising. "one thing you must understand about armand is he will play coy," lestat flicking ashes off of his cigarette, "but he loves to be watched. ah, non—he loves to be devoured and watched."

daniel is clenching his fists under his arms. he's recalling louis taking blood from armand-rashid. daniel doing his best to shuffle through claudia's kill journal—nearly stuttering when rashid's eyes rolled into the back of his head after a particularly loud groan, and suck, from louis. the choked off moans. the blissed out smile.

daniel laughs breathily, a harsh sound. "i'm familiar with armand's brand of exhibitionism."

lestat furrows his brow, and then daniel feels it: lestat prods his mind, inquiring.

"get the fuck out," daniel tries, but it's no use. he knows the memory is found when lestat blinks—a flash of something in his eyes, jealousy?—then, a slow smile.

"ah, i had not known you took special interest, daniel. let me start over from the beginning."

and then rather than the prod from before, he feels the weight of lestat's mind covering him, enveloping him as if it was a blanket. he sees lestat in front of him, but now sees the theatre in front of him, too—

daniel shifts uncomfortably. "what the hell, man. you can't just mind-fuck me every time you get tired of talking."

"relax, daniel," lestat purrs. "just watch."

there's flashes of heat as his—lestat's—cock stirs in his linens. lestat's eyes dial into armand's neck and—yeah, okay, maybe the guy had a point. he feels it as lestat leans in, kisses, bites his way down armand's throat. his chair tips into armand's, nearly sending them to the floor. lestat has to brace an arm against the wall to keep them from tipping over completely.

daniel shifts. "enthusiastic," he mutters.

"always," lestat grins.

armand moans as lestat slides a hand from up his knee to his bulge, where he grinds the heel of his palm. he thrusts up into the pressure, whining. lestat huffs. "what a sweet thing you are."

daniel startles as he hears armand's voice in his head. "fuck me, lestat, please," armand begs, and jesus christ—

daniel getting hard in his jeans. for fuck sake.

lestat coos at him from across the couch. "beautiful, is he not?"

daniel can't respond—not when he's seeing as they're sliding out of their chairs to kneel on the box floor, tug at each other's clothes. he sees armand come up for another kiss and lestat swiftly redirects it to his cheek. "ah, i have a better idea for my mouth," lestat murmurs. a hurt look crossed armand's face before being swiftly tucked away, a slight delay, one that lestat easily pretends to ignore.

daniel doesn't know how it's happening, but the memory is beginning to infect all of his senses; he feels as though he's beginning to merge into lestat, become one. daniel can't help it—his eyes shut. he still sees the vision of lestat pulling down armand's trousers, bringing out his cock—"i don't know if i can watch this," daniel groans. he reaches down and adjusts his dick through his pants, ignoring lestat's chuckle.

"well, there is not much to see at this point, hm? with the exception of a few moments here and there." lestat looking up from the cock in his mouth to gaze up at armand, who is soundlessly groaning and sighing into the open air. feeling nicky at the edges of his mind, watching, the little deviant—pulling off of armand's dick to wet his fingers, reach down and press at armand's hole—a finger pushes in, and armand is so hot and tight—

"jesus fucking christ, lestat," daniel pants. he grips his cock through his jeans harder now, nearly thrusting up into his own palm. he hears lestat shuffle another cigarette out of his pack, a gentle exhale. the smell of smoke.

daniel's helpless as armand climbs into his lap, pulling lestat's cock out of his pants deftly, his thin fingers spit slicked and wrapping around him to tug. in reality, daniel grips the armrest, digging his nails into the leather. tearing into the plush couch stuffing, gripping the wood underneath. he groans at the sudden heat of armand clenching around the tip of his cock, the hot and tight feel of him as he descends slowly down his cock, gasping.

in that moment, he—lestat—grips onto armand's waist, plants his feet on the floor, fucks up into that glorious heat. "ah, yes, you need this, don't you," lestat murmurs in french—how does daniel know what he's saying? armand moans, a high pitched thing, drawing more people to look down at them. daniel doesn't quite catch what they're saying, the edges of lestat's memory blurring, more focused on the ring of sweat haloing armand's crown.

"ah—ahn—hah—les-stat, please," armand whimpers above him, his cock bouncing against his belly, swollen and leaking. "i'm going to come. can i come? may i come?"

lestat drags him down by the neck. "can you come without my hand?"

armand gasps and clenches around him, oh, fuck—daniel's cock throbs painfully and he thrusts his hips into the air mindlessly, not giving a fuck anymore—and then armand's coming, throwing his head back—

daniel barely catches a huff of laughter from lestat across the room before the memory, the environment, it all shifts around him and it's louis looking down on him now. chest bared, teeth glinting in lamplight. the shift startles him and he wants to look around the room, wants to know where he is now, but louis—

"this what you wanted, baby?" louis drawls as he fucks into him slow and—oh fuck, jesus christ, he can feel louis in him—his hole twitches, and christ, the way that louis gives it to him so deep—he hasn't been fucked like this in decades. daniel reaches down and undoes his fly, pulls his cock out, hissing as he thrusts into his palm.

daniel feels more than he sees louis' hand reach up and tighten around his throat. "you're so fucking tight for me, babe," louis groans, and oh, god—

daniel whimpers and comes over his hand, clenching on—louis. clenching on—nothing. fuck. he rides it out slow, unable to resist clinging onto the feeling of cock inside him, even as it fades out to a dull hum of nothingness.

daniel realizes a few moments later that he no longer feels lestat in his mind. his ears perk up and all he hears is the sound of lestat's trailer humming from the generator.

he refuses to open his eyes. overstimulated, for one. two, he's pretty sure lestat's going to kill him now. or something. he's not really sure. he's having a hard time gathering his thoughts.

"oh, daniel," lestat chides. "it's been long for you, hasn't it?"

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