#SongWriter

[ghostdaughterr]

love y’all ty for listening 🖤

no one has died and no one has died and no one has died and no one has died

[yourdailyqueer]

Martín Cirio

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Gay

DOB: 13 June 1984

Ethnicity: White - Argentinian

Occupation: Youtuber, singer, songwriter, actor

Note: He has called out politicians and religious and governmental organisations through his media platforms. In 2020, this caused him to be politically persecuted by right-wing Christian politician Alejandra Muchart. Accusations against him turned out to be false.

[kathlare]

virtual connection

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: Amelie takes a rare break from her busy filming schedule in Indianapolis and decides to spend a quiet evening with Lando. Despite the distance between them, they connect through a virtual date night, complete with a movie and playful conversation. As they share a comfortable and heartfelt evening, their bond deepens, revealing how much they miss each other and how their relationship continues to grow, even from afar.

Wordcount: 1.3 k

Warnings: just fluff

May 21st, 2024 - Indianapolis, IN

It was late afternoon in Indianapolis when Amelie finally had a free day. The past week had been an exhausting blur of rehearsals, fittings, and long hours on set, and she was feeling the weight of it all. The constant pressure of filming Stranger Things—the long takes, the constant changes in her character’s storyline—had started to take a toll. But today, for once, there was a break in the chaos. Her schedule was clear, and she could finally breathe.

But even with the rare moment of peace, there was something—or rather, someone—she couldn’t shake from her mind.

Lando.

He was back in Monaco, having just wrapped up a successful stint in Canada. He was home, and while she was glad he had a bit of time to relax, the distance between them had been harder to handle recently. It had been weeks since they’d seen each other in person, and with her filming schedule and his race calendar, it didn’t look like that would change anytime soon.

She sighed as she set her phone down on the coffee table, knowing exactly what she needed to make the day feel better. A few minutes later, she grabbed a blanket from her bed and tucked herself into the couch, fingers already flying across the screen.

It was late afternoon in Indianapolis when Amelie finally had a free day. The past week had been an exhausting blur of rehearsals, fittings, and long hours on set, and she was feeling the weight of it all. The constant pressure of filming Stranger Things—the long takes, the constant changes in her character’s storyline—had started to take a toll. But today, for once, there was a break in the chaos. Her schedule was clear, and she could finally breathe.

But even with the rare moment of peace, there was something—or rather, someone—she couldn’t shake from her mind.

Lando.

He was back in Monaco, having just wrapped up a successful stint in Canada. He was home, and while she was glad he had a bit of time to relax, the distance between them had been harder to handle recently. It had been weeks since they’d seen each other in person, and with her filming schedule and his race calendar, it didn’t look like that would change anytime soon.

She sighed as she set her phone down on the coffee table, knowing exactly what she needed to make the day feel better. A few minutes later, she grabbed a blanket from her bed and tucked herself into the couch, fingers already flying across the screen.

Ames💛: You’re not busy, are you?

Lan🧡: Never too busy for you 😏

Ames💛: How about a date night from afar? I’m free for the evening, and I think I need something to distract me from how much I miss you.

Lan🧡: A virtual date night? I like the sound of that. What do you have in mind?

Ames💛: Well, I was thinking of a movie. And by movie, I mean lots of popcorn, me in pajamas, and you pretending you don’t want to be here with me.

Lan🧡: You know I’d rather be there with you, Ames. But okay, I’m in. Let’s make this work.

Amelie smiled at his message, feeling a flutter in her chest. There was something about how sweet and sincere he could be, even through text. They’d been dating for several months now, but the intimacy of their connection hadn’t worn off. They were still the same playful, sarcastic couple they’d been when they were just friends—and it made the distance hurt a little less.

She quickly changed into the softest hoodie she could find and settled in with a bowl of popcorn. The TV was set up, and now it was just waiting for him to be ready. It wasn’t quite the same as cuddling up next to him on the couch, but it was the closest thing they had at the moment.

She was about to send him a message to check if he was all set when her phone lit up with his name. She answered quickly, smiling at the sight of his face.

—Hey you,— she said, her voice soft with a mix of affection and longing.

Lando’s face appeared on the screen, looking as relaxed as ever, despite the fact that it was late evening in Monaco. He was lounging on a couch too, wearing a T-shirt and a messy grin that sent warmth flooding through her. His messy brown curls looked like they'd been tousled from a few hours of lounging—nothing new. The soft light behind him made his green eyes even brighter, and Amelie had to resist the urge to lean into the phone, like maybe she could close the distance if she tried hard enough.

—Hey, beautiful,— Lando greeted, his voice low and inviting, that playful glint in his eyes making her heart race. —So... what’s the movie tonight?—

—Well,— she said, glancing around at the room, —I was thinking The Princess Bride. You know, the classic. Comfort movie.—

—Classic? You’re telling me I’m going to have to watch that?— He raised his eyebrows, teasing her. —I’ve seen it a thousand times already.—

—I know, I know,— she laughed, —but it’s perfect for a night like this. Plus, you’re watching it with me, so it’s different.—

—I’m just here for the popcorn and your company,— he said with a wink. —You can’t trick me with your cheesy movie choices, Ames.—

—You love the cheesiness,— she shot back with a grin, eyes sparkling. —And you’re not allowed to complain until you’ve watched at least half of it. Deal?—

—Deal,— Lando agreed, leaning back on the couch. —I’ll just have to put up with the true love stuff...—

Amelie chuckled, settling in as she hit play. She had paused it earlier so they could start together. Lando did the same, and for a moment, they just looked at each other through the screen, both of them smiling at the sight of the other. It was strange, this whole virtual date thing, but there was something about their connection that made it work.

The movie started, and they both settled into their respective couches, popcorn in hand. Every so often, they’d glance at the screen and then back at each other, sharing a look, or a smile, or a quiet laugh.

Lando’s voice cut through the soft background hum of the movie.

—Wait, wait, wait. Is this the part where they start fighting off the rodents of unusual size?— He leaned forward, eyes glinting with mock seriousness. —That’s my favorite part.—

Amelie laughed softly, her body curling into the blanket around her.

—Yes! You’re obsessed with those things.—

—They’re amazing. Seriously, rats that are bigger than me? Come on, that’s wild.— He said it with a grin, clearly enjoying himself.

Amelie chuckled, setting the popcorn bowl down beside her on the couch. She could see him looking at her, and it made her stomach do a little flip.

—It’s all about the cheesiness. I swear, we’d be so good at running this whole movie if we were in the same room.—

—Yeah?— Lando smirked. —You’d be the one calling all the shots, though. I just sit here, look pretty, and nod along.—

Amelie raised an eyebrow, playfully eyeing him.

—Look pretty, huh? You’d better be careful. That’s the second compliment you’ve given me today.—

—Oh, wait, I gave you a compliment?— Lando smirked, clearly amused by his own teasing. —Guess I’m getting soft. This distance is killing me, Ames. I feel like I’m losing my edge. I might even start being nice to people.—

She laughed, shaking her head as she snuggled deeper into the blanket.

—You know, I might take advantage of this nice Lando. You’ve got a few soft spots in you.— She let the words hang in the air, teasing, but there was something more behind it.

Lando's expression softened, the playfulness in his eyes turning a little warmer. He leaned back into his couch, propping his phone up to get a better angle.

—Yeah? Like what?— His voice had a certain vulnerability to it now, not the usual teasing edge.

She stared at him for a moment, her fingers lightly tracing the rim of the popcorn bowl.

—You’re a lot more caring than you let on, Lando. You’ve always been there when I needed someone, even before we started this whole thing. I noticed it before, you know?— Her voice was soft, genuine, and it made Lando feel a little lighter, despite the miles between them.

He watched her for a moment, silent. Then a small smile tugged at his lips.

—I guess we both had our ways of pretending we were fine without each other.— He paused, his fingers brushing the hair out of his face, the quiet moments between them carrying weight. —But I hate how far apart we are right now. You don’t know how much I wish I could just be there with you, Ames. You’re all I think about sometimes. Like... I can’t not think about you. Even when I’m racing or in the middle of stuff. And it’s crazy, right? Because it’s only been two weeks, but damn... this distance sucks. So, don’t go telling anyone I said that, yeah?—

Amelie’s heart skipped a beat at his honesty. She hadn’t realized how much he’d been struggling with the separation, how much it had been weighing on him, too. She smiled gently, brushing her thumb across the screen where his face was.

—You don’t need to be worried about that, Norris. I get it, trust me. I miss you more than I let on, and I’m not going to go around telling people how sappy you’re getting on me.— Her voice was teasing again, but the sentiment behind it was anything but playful. She meant it. She missed him so much, too.

Lando’s smirk returned, though it was softer this time, warmer.

—Good. I’m still trying to keep up my reputation here, you know?— He glanced at the movie for a second, but his eyes quickly found their way back to hers. —But seriously... when I finally see you again, you’re getting the longest hug of your life. I’m not letting go. I think that’s the only thing I’ve been thinking about lately. Just holding you.—

Amelie smiled, biting her lip to stop herself from getting too emotional. It had been a while since they’d seen each other in person, and the thought of finally being in his arms again sent a wave of warmth through her.

—I think that sounds perfect, actually.—

They settled into the movie again, both of them lost in their own thoughts for a few moments. As the characters on-screen began their famous sword fight, Lando let out a loud laugh.

—Is this really the sword fight? These guys are terrible!— He laughed again, shaking his head. —Honestly, this movie is so ridiculous. But I guess that’s why it’s so good.—

—It’s classic for a reason, Norris,— Amelie shot back, her grin returning. —And you’re going to sit there and appreciate it. You might not admit it now, but by the end, you’ll be quoting it with me.—

—Challenge accepted,— he replied with a wink. —But I swear, Ames, if I end up liking this more than I should, I’m blaming you for the whole thing. You’re the one who got me on this cheesy movie kick in the first place.—

She laughed, the sound light and airy, her eyes crinkling at the corners.

—Oh, I’m not the only one, trust me. You’re the one who said you’d suffer through it with me.—

—Right...— Lando smirked, then paused, his tone turning serious again. —I’m glad we’re doing this. Even from far away, it’s nice to have these moments with you. Just... don’t think I won’t make you watch the Fast and the Furious next time.—

Amelie raised her eyebrow in mock horror.

—You’re evil, you know that?—

He only laughed, but there was an underlying truth in the way his voice softened when he spoke next.

—Yeah. But only for you.—

[forever70s]

Christine McVie

Christine in 1975.

[musicbyme]

Wasn’t planning to release this one quite yet, but with Liam’s funeral having just happened, I feel the time is right. I have never had a death hit me as hard as Liam’s has. 1D was always there for me when no one else was, and I just struggled so much with saying goodbye to a part of that. Liam meant so much to me, I’m always going to miss him. This past month has been so hard. I wrote this about my grief over him. I hope you guys like it and find some comfort and closure in it. This is the only platform I will have it uploaded onto for now. I think Tumblr has the best part of the fandom so I think you guys deserve to hear it first.

[local-lover-boy]

One of the biggest joys I've ever experienced is when people tell me I inspired them. Like my biggest moments of pride are when a friend told me my songwriting inspired theirs, or when a classmate told me bc I spoke up during class they were inspired to write a paper about breast cancer. It really means a lot to know I have an affect on people 🩷

[whendidmythoughtsgocrazy]

One day I will stop falling in love with you. Until I do, I'll be thinking of you.

k.b. // laufey, philharmonia orchestra - let you break my heart again

[forever70s]

Hall & Oates (1977)

[ongawdclub]

T e m s

[cruelmidnight]

to live for the hope of it all…

[eroticlamb]

Jeff Buckley performing at the 'Greetings from Tim Buckley' concert at St. Ann's Church, Brooklyn, New York, April 26, 1991 ♡ Photographed by Jack Vartoogian

most beautiful man ever

[sophiadelray]

“I just want to have a completely adventurous, passionate, weird life.” - Jeff Buckley

[forever70s]

Quincy Jones (1973)🌹

[kathlare]

golden hour

Lando Norris x Amelie Dayman

Summary: In the heart of New York City, Amelie prepares for her Met Gala, surrounded by the bustling energy of her glam team and the quiet awe of Lando, whose admiration shines brighter than the room's golden glow. Amid a whirlwind of last-minute touches and teasing banter, their connection deepens in shared moments that feel suspended in time.

Wordcount: 1.7 k

Warnings: just fluff

May 6th, 2024 - New York City, NY

Amelie’s suite at The Carlyle buzzed with the kind of energy that only came on the day of the Met Gala. Stylists, makeup artists, and assistants moved through the space with purposeful chaos, murmuring directions and exchanging tools. Racks of potential outfits lined one wall, though none held a candle to the shimmering blue gown draped on a mannequin by the window. It sparkled as sunlight filtered through the sheer curtains, casting a cascade of golden flecks across the room.

She sat in the center of the organized storm, perched on a high-backed chair as her makeup artist delicately added the finishing touches. Her hair was swept back in soft waves, framing her face and cascading down her back. Every detail, from her glowing skin to the subtle shimmer on her eyelids, had been carefully chosen to complement the dress.

The hum of activity quieted slightly as her stylist, Jared, stepped back and clapped his hands together in satisfaction.

—Goddess. Literal goddess,— he proclaimed, beaming at Amelie.

Amelie laughed, glancing at her reflection in the gilded mirror before her. —You say that every time.—

—Because it’s always true,— Jared replied, fussing with the train of the gown.

A knock at the door pulled her attention away from her reflection. Amelie’s assistant peeked in. —Lando’s here,— she said, her tone light but knowing.

Amelie’s smile grew instantly, a warmth blooming in her chest. —Let him in.—

The room’s buzz didn’t falter as Lando stepped inside, dressed casually in jeans and a fitted black T-shirt that contrasted starkly with the high-fashion environment around him. His presence, though unassuming, commanded attention. His eyes immediately found Amelie, and he froze.

She was mid-pose in the makeshift photo set they had created in the corner of the suite. Golden light from a nearby lamp bathed her in a warm glow, making the baby blue threads of her dress shimmer as if it were alive. She stood tall, one hand resting lightly on her hip, the other brushing the side of her gown as her team snapped pictures.

Lando’s breath hitched, and for a moment, the rest of the world ceased to exist.

—Fuck me,— he muttered under his breath, though the words were lost in the noise.

Amelie caught sight of him and broke into a soft smile. —Hi, Lan,— she called, her voice teasing but warm.

He didn’t respond right away, still rooted to the spot. Finally, he blinked, running a hand through his curls and stepping further into the room.

—You’re not real,— he said, his voice low and filled with awe.

Amelie tilted her head, her smile turning playful. —What are you on about?—

Lando shook his head, gesturing to her. —That. You. I mean, bloody hell, Ames, you look… unreal.—

Her cheeks warmed at the sincerity in his tone, but she played it off with a laugh. —Stop, you’re going to make me blush, and Jared will kill you for ruining his work.—

—Jared can fight me,— Lando shot back, his grin widening as he sauntered closer.

Jared, who was adjusting the dress’s train, rolled his eyes dramatically. —I don’t care how cute you are, Norris. You touch the face, and I’ll ruin your life.—

Lando chuckled, his eyes never leaving Amelie as he came to stand beside her.

—Seriously,— he said, his voice quieter now that they were close. —You’re the most stunning person I’ve ever seen.—

Amelie felt her pulse quicken, her usual confidence faltering slightly under the weight of his gaze. —You’re just saying that because you’re still riding the high from yesterday.—

Lando leaned in, his hand brushing hers lightly. —Yesterday was incredible, but it’s nothing compared to this.—

She swallowed, her teasing retort caught in her throat. His eyes, warm and full of something she couldn’t quite name, held hers captive.

—Alright, lovebirds,— Mateo interrupted, clapping his hands and breaking the moment. —Amelie’s got places to be, and we’ve got pictures to take.—

Lando stepped back reluctantly, though his hand lingered on her waist for a moment longer than necessary.

As the team resumed their work, Lando perched himself on the edge of a nearby chaise lounge, watching her with an expression that could only be described as utterly smitten. He laughed quietly as Björn, Amelie’s notoriously aloof ragdoll, hopped onto the armrest beside him, giving him an unimpressed glare.

—Even the cat thinks you’re out of my league,— Lando murmured, stroking Björn’s fur absently.

Amelie caught the comment and rolled her eyes. —Björn thinks everyone’s out of his league.—

—Fair point,— Lando conceded, his grin softening.

When the shoot wrapped up and Amelie finally had a moment to herself, she walked over to him, her gown trailing softly behind her.

—What are you thinking about over there?— she asked, leaning down slightly so they were eye level.

Lando smiled, his hand reaching up to tuck a loose strand of hair behind her ear. —Just wondering how I got this lucky.—

Her heart fluttered, and for a moment, she didn’t know what to say.

—You’re not so bad yourself, Norris,— she said finally, her voice soft.

He pulled her closer, pressing a light kiss to her temple. —Go knock ’em dead, Ames.—

—Always,— she replied, her confidence returning as she straightened up.

As Amelie left for the Met Gala, Lando stayed behind in the quiet of her suite, the golden glow of the room still lingering like a memory. His heart was full, his mind racing, and one thought echoed above all others.

He was completely, utterly gone for her.

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ameliedayman: The Garden of Time by J.G. Ballard 1962

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landonorris: You look so good, it’s distracting. How am I supposed to drive knowing you exist? 😩🔥 → ameliedayman: @landonorris Focus on the road, baby. But I know, I’m irresistible. 😘

hayesgrier: You came, you saw, you shut down the Met. Period. 👏 → ameliedayman: @hayesgrier Just trying to live up to the hype. 😏

minniemills: How does someone pull off time travel chic this effortlessly?! Queen. 👑 → ameliedayman: @minniemills Takes one to know one. 😘

fan1: Amelie really said, "I AM the theme," and walked in. 🔥

fan7: Not really feeling the look tbh, but good for her, I guess. → fan8: @fan7 You didn’t understand the assignment, sweetie.

francisca.cgomez: THIS IS YOUR MOMENT. I’m in awe, babe. ❤️ → ameliedayman: @franciscacgomez Love youuuu, chica. 🥹

taylorswift: “The Garden of Time” but make it fashion. You nailed it. 🌹 → ameliedayman: @taylorswift Your approval means the world, thank you, queen. 💖

emiliamernes: ¡Esto fue una locura! El mundo no te merece. ❤️ → ameliedayman: @emiliamernes ¡Te quiero mucho!

fan9: Why is she always this extra? Like, we get it, you’re pretty. 🙄

fan13: Lando seeing her on the carpet probably cried a little. 😂 → fan14: @fan13 He 100% showed up just to simp, and honestly, same.

hannahmeloche: HOW did you pull this off and make it look easy?! Teach me. → ameliedayman: @hannahmeloche First step: confidence. Second step: steal the show. 😘

aaliyahmendes: You literally transported us to another dimension with this look. 🔮 → ameliedayman: @aaliyahmendes You’re too kind, babe. But yes, that was the goal. 💫

[music-is-my-life-man]

Kurt Cobain, 1993

(São Conrado, Rio de Janeiro, Brazil)