#donaidk

[donaidk]

They don't lie to you because the truth will hurt your feelings. They lie to you because the truth might provoke you to make the choices that won't serve their interests.

A Formula 1 x Chicago PD AU because this show and the vroom vroom boys both took over my life. Coming soon 😉

[landhoe-norris]

i may be a prickly little bitch but there are people on here that i love and care for and they make me happy when i see them on my dash or in my notes (even if we never speak).

@quadrilogical, @jolandax13, @artemispt, @the-toasted-teacake, @donaidk, @gravel-master, @landonor, @opfire, @ehcahache, @forza-carlos-sempre, @artemisalilianvesta, @jennifernonuts, @chaoticzoomies, @geooooooorge, @chaossurvives, @papayabrain, @landopics

thank you for making this fandom better.

[lxndonorris]

Blowy - Nortrell

Lando Norris x Max Fewtrell Theme: Smut (you've been warned) Lando and Max making an exchange, clothes for oral encouragement x word count: 1790+ thanks to @thetwelfthcrow and @donaidk for being awesome beta readers!

Singing under his breath, Lando walks through the hallway of his apartment. He just came out of the shower, his hair is wet, yet styled. Wearing nothing but a bathrobe and boxers underneath, he walks towards the bedroom, to get some fresh clothes. Lando opens his closet, looking through some hoodies, shirts, anything really, but nothing really satisfies him. In particular, he's looking for one of his Quadrant hoodies, his favorite, but it's nowhere to be found. Frowning, he walks through the room, ruffling through the small pile of clothes spread across his bed, yet, it's not there either. "Where are you?".

Lando tries to remember where he'd put it, but after a few seconds, he shrugs. Maybe Max, his boyfriend, knows where it is. Now, making his way to his gaming room, Lando runs a hand through his hair, and licks his lips, subconsciously trying to look even better. The door is closed, but he can hear Max talking to himself through it. Flattening his bathrobe, Lando runs both of his hands across his chest, making sure to show some cleavage. Putting on a sly grin, he opens the door and takes a step inside. "Babé, have you seen…" He stops dead in his tracks when he sees his favorite hoodie, worn by his favorite human.

"Huh?" Max turns around, eyebrows raised. "There it is!" Lando smirks, pointing at his man sitting on a huge, comfortable gaming chair. "Here, I am?" His boyfriend replies, kind of confused, and turns back to his game as Lando walks over to him, approaching him from behind. "Not you," Lando smirks. "Well, yeah you. But I was looking for my hoodie. That hoodie." He says, putting a hand on Max's shoulder, and leans in to place a gentle kiss right behind his ear. "Lando." Max giggles, being a little ticklish, before turning his head to me Lando's lips with his own, kissing him.

Then, however, he pulls away just enough so their faces are mere inches apart. "Why were you looking for that hoodie?" He asks. "I wanted to wear it today." Lando pouts, caressing his boyfriend's cheek. Max's eyes wander from his hands, down to have a look at the bathrobe. "Is that so?" A tiny smirk escapes his lips before he hides it behind a tight smile. "Why don't we make a deal?" He smirks, using one of his hands to pull at the robe just enough to expose Lando's toned chest.

Lando bites his lower lip, before looking down as well, enjoying the feeling of being admired, and the sensation of fingers dancing across his skin, making his muscles react slightly. "What do you have in mind?" He breathes, again, leaning into Max, simply brushing over his lips with his own. Max responds by leaning his head back, his eyes fixed on those soft lips before he meets Lando's burning gaze. "I'm feeling a little, blowy." He makes sure to tease him already, by stroking his hardening nipples with the tip of his finger. "You know what I mean?"

Lando mirrors him perfectly, this time, however, he looks down to see Max starting to touch himself through the black shorts. "Naughty, aren't we." He licks his lips again, steadying himself against his man's firm chest. Being as smug as usual, Max lifts his chin slightly. "You're one to talk." He hisses, his eyes shifting from the hair to the face, down to his exposed cleavage. Both of them giggling to themselves, Lando puts a hand on Max's crotch, cupping his hand. "I know you like me that way." He smirks, running his other hand across his boyfriend's chest, feeling his body tensing even through the thick hoodie.

Max smiles, knowing very well that if he keeps that up, he will be hard in no time. Seeing his boyfriend like that, slightly wet, hot, and those beautiful, soft lips, makes him already fantasize about a blowjob. Of course, Lando is fully aware how much Max likes that feeling, and to be fair, it's mutual. Without much further talking, he leans into Max, kissing him, again and again. More passionate, longing with every touch of their lips. "Lando." Max moans right into his mouth, sending shivers down his spine, but he won't rush things just now. "Liked that?" While kissing him, Lando begins to rub his hand across the tangible bulge forming in the shorts, and he feels himself getting more and more into it as well.

"Yeah." Max moans softly. Returning the favor, somehow, Max manages to open the bathrobe completely, placing a hand right beneath the navel, following the treasure trail with the tip of his fingers. "Mhmm." Lando purrs contently, as he starts to pull at the hoodie, trying his best to signal to Max that he wants, he needs it gone as soon as possible. Together, they get it off, and at first, Lando is stunned by Max's form. He has seen him, touched him, and kissed him a million times, but he enjoys that sight every single time.

Swiftly, he slides out of his robe, lets it drop to the floor, and strokes his own chest firmly. "This feels good." He smirks and catches Max enjoying his body just as much. "You look so good," Max smirks, one hand reaching for Lando's chest, the other firmly stroking his own.

The two of them embrace each other's bodies. They exchange kisses, firm touches and keep teasing the other by stroking their chests, waists, and even further down, between their legs, and thighs. Max flexes his arms, with his biceps bulging intensely, piquing Lando's interest as he moves to touch them, feeling them getting tenser with every second. He admires the size of them, how they bulge so hard, yet his skin is so soft. Max watches him closely, biting his lip, desperately trying to hold back another, deep moan. Lando moves to place a kiss on them, worshipping his boyfriend's well-formed physique.

While he does that, Max keeps on touching himself, before he grabs Lando's bulge, encouraging him to keep going. "Fuck." Lando blushes heavily, his whole body heating up so fast. "That's right." Max smiles. Enjoying himself, he even grabs him firmly, causing him to whimper quickly. Max knows how to push those buttons, and he makes sure to take advantage of them every time. "Don't stop." Lando breathes, placing a longing kiss on Max's muscles.

Tenderly, though, Max raises a hand to grab Lando's chin, forcing his eyes to meet his own. "Like that?" He exhales deeply, trying his best to not groan already. Lando nods, craving even more. Then, he leans in again, kissing him firmly. Merely a second later, he begins to make his way down Max's body. He kisses him, his lips, his neck, enjoying the light stubble tickling his skin. Simultaneously, Max strokes Lando's entire body as he goes down until he can only run his fingers through the wet hair.

Lando, now, losing himself in the heat of the moment, admires Max's chest even more. He places loving, longing kisses all over the pecs, the erect nipples, further down across the abs, the navel, before reaching the treasure trail. With his hands, he touches the tent already formed in those tight black shorts. Teasingly, he looks up, getting even harder at the sight of Max reacting to every little touch. "You like blowjobs?" Lando smirks, grabbing him firmly. "Yeah." A horny smile spreads across Max's whole face, and he runs a hand through his hair, already sweating in anticipation.

"Then, you'll love this." Lando leans in, brushing his lips barely over the bulging dick, making Max moan instantly. He's been holding back this entire time, but that mere touch alone sends waves of pleasure through every fiber of his body. Excitedly, he watches Lando's fingers slip inside the shorts, playing with the waistband. Both of them smile exhaustedly, their bodies stiff and rigid, waiting for the final advance. Easily, Max bends his waist forward, pressing his crotch against his face. "Max." Lando chuckles, but he got the message. Enough teasing.

He manages to pull the shorts down, including the underwear, with one single pull, exposing Max's full length towering before him. Gasping quickly, they both exchange a short glance, before Lando goes for it. He lets him slide inside his mouth, barely able to take it all. The two of them moan at the same time, as they linger at this moment. They look into each other's eyes, as they start to move together. Being doing this for ages, they immediately find their rhythm, starting off slowly, not rushing it at all. Max enjoys himself so much, he leans back against the chair, letting out several soft moans, while Lando needs to steady himself. He wraps an arm around Max's thighs, stroking him as well as holding him tight.

"Lando. You're so good." He growls, running his hand through the hair, grabbing the back of his head, and securely holding him in place. Lando doesn't mind, he loves getting praised, however, and Max knows that. "So good, such a good boy." He groans, stimulating all of Lando, who lets out a muffled, yet satisfied groan. Together, they move as one, both of them getting closer and closer to the edge. Now, Lando grabs himself firmly as well, as he gets harder and harder, his boxers barely able to contain him.

With Max's soft thrusts and Lando's skilled mouth work, it doesn't take long for them to go straight over the edge. They moan and groan, as their bodies get even stiffer and more rigid before they shudder. He takes the load, the familiar taste spreading all over his mouth, sends even more shivers down his spine. Carefully, he removes himself, still kneeling, he gets dizzy. "Fuck." He runs a hand through his messed up hair, the other still on his own dick, touching himself lovingly. "That felt good," Max says proudly, bends down, and starts to place kisses all over Lando's forehead, hair, cheeks, nose, and finally his wet lips.

They kiss each other, more and more before he helps Lando get up. Hugging him, he feels their lengths rubbing against their thighs. "Thank you." Max smiles weakly, meeting Lando's gaze once more, who tilts his head exhaustedly. "My pleasure." He says, and they kiss again. Now, he picks up the hoodie from the floor, as Max sits back down, slowly pulling his pants up, covering his dick. "I will be taking that." Lando smirks and starts getting dressed. For one last time, Max takes in the sight of Lando's bare chest, touching his own. "You earned it." With another smug grin, he runs his hand further down his body, letting it rest on his crotch.

[futurewdclandonorris]

I got tagged by @gxtzeizm @twinkodium and @sof1shticated to make my own tree and even though I don't quite understand it

🎄 Here it is 🎄

Thanks for the tag ladies ♥ I'm tagging: @paris-roubaix @dandojpg @donaidk @keysmashhhhhhhh @fandomchaosposts @louistxq @flwr-stella @powerfulmess @bradfordbantams @inchidentally @formulahuh @oscnorris @osaka-lilac

Happy Holidays to all!! ♥

[i--am-ironman]

haven't done a tag game in ages, thanks for the tag @artemispt @landinrris 💕

First 9 pictures with "[your name] core aesthetics" from Pinterest.

so basically pinterest thinks i'm a narcissistic bookworm who likes nature. spot on my friend, thank you xx

tagging @loveyouhomex (cuz if i can't do the games you sent me before the least i could do is tag you in more), @donaidk, @albonium, @ehcahache 🌼

[carlando]

It’s this video here! Thank you to @donaidk, @artemispt and @rycbarmerlin for helping me out!

folks i need your help, what video is this from?

[dailyfewtrellnews]

Look, my soul pretty much left my body when they mentioned the Hungaroring... But at least it's not wet 🤦‍♀️

Not vet yet ���😅

I think it was enough bad luck for Lando in the last two races and more then enough for Daniel in the whole season sooo 😅 Zandvoort be nice with the boys cheers 👌

[ryo-hirakawa]

Because he's driving instead of Seb

PLS YEAH I JUST REALISED

[oscar-piastri]

Gonna send it to you as I only know them cause of you and made me chuckle. I know you will appreciate it more than anyone I know on here 😂

ISJSISJSKSZJ I LOVE THIS AND I SAW THIS TWEET DAYS AGO AND LOST IT SO OMG THANK YOU FOR BRINGING THIS BACK TO ME 😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️

But like…. Literally. Stade Toulousain is so hot for having them

[acrosstobear]

Thought I calmed down, got it all under control... then Amanda arrives back and my dash is sending my heartrate to orbit once again 😂😭

NDJEJDSOIREJE I AM FINALLY HOME FROM WORK AND CATCHING UP so far i’ve missed three quali sessions ever and one was Lando on pole and then this so maybe i should just stop watching?????? I AM JUST OVER THE MOOD FOR THE BOY after such a stretch of bad luck it’s sooooooo lovely that he’s got the whole crew around the celebrate this with him 🥺🥺🥺🥺🥺

i’m mostly done now so the heart rates can come down 😂😂😂

[f1newgems]

Taxes. That's the answer to your question. Living there means less taxes by their laws 🤷‍♀️

Also, if you ask me, who wouldn't like to live in a country like that? May be boring news in F1 world but I would give anything to move there at least for a bit 😂

Yeah I know Monaco is taxes heaven basically is just doesnt make sense in my brain, it's like living in Debrecen working in Győr like how does it even work 😂😂😂 But seeing they are live on an airplane I guess it not much strech for them.

But yes you are right! That country looks amazing and I bet its great to live there even for a bit. So I mean I get it why he would want to move there, it's just funny how every driver moving there 😂

[donaidk]

False Confidence - Chapter One/Teaser

So... this is the point where I thought I would share a bit of the fic, that made me join Tumblr at the start of December. This has been in the works since the start of the season and has been growing slowly but surely. Right now I have quite a number of chapters ready, and can’t wait to share it with you guys. I hope it will be at a point in a couple of weeks where I feel like I have enough of it done to share with you. Without it getting pushed back because of less time for writing on my end. I want to have all of the chapters that I planned for the 2020 season to be done, so I can share it in one go (although with like a 2 chapters/week limit). Hope you will be curious about it thanks to this smaller, first chapter and that you will follow their imaginery world as I slowly unreveal it for you guys 🥰

Special thanks - @x-lipstickstain-x​ again, for all the hard work you also put into this, being my first reader, and helping with ideas too. Probably would have never became what it is, if it’s not for you. 🧡

Inspiration song

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Chapter Two

Turning the last two corners of the Yas Marina Circuit I knew they wouldn't have time to catch me, and I easily crossed the finish line. It was loud at the end with the clapping of the crewmembers at the side and the fans, making me smile even wider. I let the car slow down before turning into the pit lane so I can park down at the garage and turn off the car. I was ecstatic as I got out of the car, immediately taking off my helmet and landing in a hug from the boss. I saw my family right behind them with smiles so wide on their faces I have never seen before. As soon as I was free I went to them, almost jumping up and down as I couldn't mask my excitement. I quickly thanked everyone before having to leave for the podium and celebration but planned on talking to everyone one by one as I had a lot to thank them for in the last season alone.

It was strange to step onto the highest part of the podium while inside I knew I only got third in the whole championship. It didn't break down my spirit in any way, but it was still a little strange. We stood through the speech and anthems but with the start of the usual music, we took the champagne placed at our feet, popping them a second later and showering everyone in the drink. My eyes were stinging but I just wanted to see it all and braved getting even more champagne into them rather than just missing the sight of spectators, teams and families celebrating with us. We were all soaked in it, my hair sticking together even as it was in a braid, so it won't be in the way.

An hour later I was finally finished with interviews and team talks, deciding to go to the driver room to finally change out my wet clothes. The racing suit was already off my upper body, but the fireproofs were just as alcohol smelling as the upper layer. I passed some of the guys on my way back to the paddocks and even saw some F1 drivers give answers to questions about the upcoming season and team changes. Although we had many chances to meet them during races, award shows and just racing events, most of them stayed huge celebrities in our eyes, right until you got to be their teammate for a season and you got used to being on their level. I did see Daniel too, sitting down with a reporter to do his pre-race interview quickly raising my hand to greet him silently and grinned inside when he did the same. I was over the moon with how everything ended and how it all will start next year with the contract I got from Renault.

“ He's inside, waiting for you. ” I heard my mum as soon as I stepped inside the garage and was about to turn the corner to get to the room. “ Talk to him. Give him a chance. ” She added when I was about to backtrack and just leave my idea of changing behind. I would rather travel home smelling like alcohol, champagne to be exact than stand in front of him and talk about anything.

“ Why? What if I don't want to? ” I asked back, with my arms crossed in front of my chest. I just hoped he wasn't hearing anything of this, even though I didn't really care what he thought about me. Still, the look she gave me, made me follow my first plan of just entering the room, so I can finally put down my things.

I stopped in front of the white door for a second, taking a big breath and letting it out before I pushed down the handle and got the door open as I stepped inside. He was sitting on the couch in his orange jacket, with a cap on his head, clearly showing everyone he's part of the McLaren team. Probably his face alone would be enough for a majority of people to get that info, but if you because of some strange happening didn't know him, all the ads and texts on their clothing gave all the info you needed. He was on his phone, of course, but closed it and looked up at me after he realised I was the one stepping inside the little room. I put my watch on the shelves next to him alongside the towels and several fireproofs we had if there were any accidents and we needed more than one piece. The silence made my skin crawl as I knew he was watching my every move with eyes like a hawk but didn't say a word to me actually. Just seconds later I got fed up with the situation and broke the silence around us with a sigh.

“ Here to spy on your future opponent? ” I asked, looking at him with my hand on my hip and even though it made me smile that he was here, I fought myself not to show it to him.

“ More like here to congratulate someone, who will make my next season hell. ” He let out a laugh but his face lost the sudden happiness as I didn't return his feelings.

“ I hope so. ” I had to agree, even though I knew he was joking only. “ It would be embarrassing to finally get in and crash out almost immediately. ” I added with a sigh, still hoping it was just my anxiety towards next season's challenges talking and not something that will become reality.

“ You got a seat yesterday. Even before winning today and taking P3 in the championship. You'll do just fine. ” He shrugged, sliding to the side of the bed so I could sit down next to him comfortably. I got my legs on the bed, crossing them, so I could turn fully towards him. I was angry at him, but being rude wouldn't achieve anything in this situation. “ I'm sorry about ghosting you. It all just got too much and I closed everyone off, including you. ” He exhaled, picking at his own fingers which I knew quite well as a sign of worry for him.

“ Yeah, I know. Your mum was reaching out to me if I knew what happened while I haven't even talked to you for two or even three months previous to her message. ” My eyes stayed on him even though the situation wasn't comfortable for any of us, and I usually hated eye contact during these moments. With him, it was usually the other way around, that I needed to see his eyes to know how he's feeling. When you get to a certain level of friendship with someone, where you know what they're thinking by looking at their eyes, you usually like to use that in the middle of arguments or agonizing dialogues.

“ She was furious with me when I went home. I did almost change my mind who's the Welsh Dragon from the two of you. ' He finally let a smile get on his face and it was the first time since we last talked that I did smile because of him. ” Still wasn't enough to make me text or call you. ' His hand went up to scratch at the nape of his neck, my eyes following the movement, making me realise how long his hair had gotten since the last time he stood in front of me.

“ I  was looking forward to getting a sign of life from you for a week or so, but then gave up. ” I nodded, looking down a little bit as I remembered how alone I felt when not even his mum could get him back to his previous self. He always looked happy for the outside world, but as I saw him at venues and shows I saw the moments he was standing alone with just the emptiest look in his eyes as he scanned the crowd. “ But I understand. I know it was probably hard, I will go through the same next season. ” A silent sigh left my body as I thought about how hard next year will probably be.

“ Yeah, sorry and also thank you for not fully giving up on me. ” He finally looked up at me with a little smile. “ I saw all the messages, just was a dickhead and didn't reply to any of them. ” He shook his head and although looked disappointed in himself he finally had a normal glint in his eyes.

“ Are you talking to everyone else too now? ” I asked curiously, my body loosening up a little as the tension lowered between us. It was a small little cubicle, you could feel everything ten times better if you were closed in.

“ Not really. I planned on slowly saying sorry to everyone. After yesterday's announcements, I thought today would be the perfect time to start it with you. I hoped you wouldn't just come in, tell me off and leave without me explaining myself. ” His laugh made me myself, even though I knew it would be hard work from his side to get our friendship where it once was. He was still the same guy from years back, but when someone just leaves you hanging you do lose a bit of faith and trust towards them. Even if you have been inseparable for the past like 16 years.

I wanted to add a thought to our conversation when we heard a bunch of footsteps coming towards the room. I knew it was probably my crew coming to celebrate a little before we have to start packing up to leave before F1 really gets going and we won't have the place to do it. We just stood up from the bed when some of the mechanic guys came inside without a knock or anything and just took me out of the small room like that while I was almost dying from laughing. I saw Lando shimmie outside, trying not to get caught up in the team dance that I was in the middle of.

When we finally got home I still had some paperwork to attend to and then the fun part started. I say the fun part even though my stress level was higher than some New York skyscrapers if I'm being honest. I understood even more what Lando meant by it was all just too much and I did start to look up at him that he went with it for months before it took the best of him and he shut down a little. My Renault move being quite short notice didn't help either as I had to start searching for a house or apartment close to the HQ in the middle of December and Christmas which was never easy. Luckily we did find a compact little flat that ticked all of our boxes and wasn't even too pricey.

I moved in smaller chunks as I had so many things to take with me but not enough hands. Lando did help out on quite some days, letting us meet up a little and catch up, but as my family was working full time I had to manage most of the moving alone. It was already the middle of February when I felt like it was all finished, which was a huge relief as I had to leave for testing and then do all the necessary photoshoots and paperwork. The first days were probably the worst when I really didn't know anyone other than the boss and Daniel. Even though they both tried to make me comfortable, the best moments were when I finally got to drive the cars and just focus on my job. I started to dread that it will be like this for the whole season, just me feeling really out of place not having anyone I could go to. But then it all finally clicked into place and I started to understand the whole process. It got even better when we finally had some time to get to know each other.

It was the first week of March when we finally had some free time to go out with mine and Daniel's crew for a little team building. We chose a park close to the HQ as we didn't want to go somewhere really crowded and closed in, and just made a little picnic with beer and sandwiches. It was really just a thought one second and a real plan the next. I finally got to know every little piece of our team and finally really connected the names to faces and voices, which I couldn't really do in the rush we were in during weekdays for the last couple of weeks. It was funny when I realised some of them were more in my age group than I actually thought and I hoped they felt as good about me as I did about them. There really was no one who made me think, maybe I don't want to spend so much time with them. Dani was a huge part in making me feel at home too as he acted around me as I have always been there, working next to them. He did give me enough courage to really be myself and not just act as how they wanted to see me. Maybe I didn't become everyone's favourite person, but that wasn't the goal anyway. I can try to be that but will just lose even more friends when they realise I'm not who they thought I was.

Another big part of getting used to it all was the media and all the new fans I gained by becoming an F1 driver. Interviews were already a part of our routine in F2 but the questions got a lot more precise and sometimes you really had to think about your answer. Also, a huge change was that they did actually recognise you in the street even before I had my debut race, meaning you couldn't really just get out of the house how you wanted. At least I felt like I had to plan for at minimum one person asking for a photo or something signed by me. It was fun at times but could become quite tiring if it happened more than once in a row. In a way, you lost a part of your freedom to your fans and people just in general. I still felt lucky that not everyone cared about me and I could still just have fun with old friends or family. I still felt a little relieved when we travelled to Australia for the Grand Prix, because we all were together even if we were from different teams and spent quite some time with our own bubble only.

But it all shattered before it could actually really start. I just got into the feeling of being a real part of a Formula 1 race when some people tested positive and they cancelled the weekend all together in one go. I understood that they had to take action but it still felt like they have taken away our opportunity in a strange way, making us go home in full doubt, not knowing when the season will actually start. We knew this won't be the only cancelled or postponed race and the obscurity just made it that little bit more agonizing. But the only thing we could do was wait and hope there won't be many cases so we can get back to the schedule as soon as possible.

[landhoe-norris]

tagged by @jolandax13 thank you ❤️ i genuinely don’t know how pinterest works but i did manage to get this correctly (i think)

“karenína core aesthetic”

tagging @quadrilogical, @the-toasted-teacake, @donaidk, @gravel-master, @opfire, @sophiewagentje ❤️ feel free to ignore 🥰

[lxndonorris]

tagged by the wonderful @thetwelfthcrow. Thank you! ☺️

name: chris

sign: sag

time: 09:48 pm

favourite band/artist: liam payne, I love his voice so much, lana del rey and madeline juno , their music got me through some tough spots

last movie: I think its actually x-men dark phoenix? Me and my brother did a x men rewatch and we dont skip any movies haha

last show: one piece. I actually didnt want to watch it, because stupid live action remake but I kinda like it very much.

when I created this blog: this particular blog was created in 2020 I think. But Im on and off tumblr since 2016-ish. Started as a multifandom mess, editing, then arrowverse, football and now mostly f1 but all the other stuff as well.

Other blogs: @geto-fingerguns an anime blog I love dearly. Even though I post other stuff there too, just no sports. Its for when I need a break of that typical fandom drama.

do I get asks: very rarely. A few beautiful people send me asks for games but I barely get requests or simple asks. And then I forget about them and feel bad. I cant fathom how some people get sooo many asks.

followers: 2452. But whos counting.

average hours of sleep: around six-ish hours. Depends. Mostly less but I cant sleep 7+ hours

instruments: nope. We all cant be charles leclerc being so talented haha

what I'm wearing: joggers and a shirt. Sleepy time.

dream job: I always dreamt of working in paleontology but you cant really pay bills with that. Id love a fun office job and chill haha

Im tagging @game-set-canet @wolfsbanesbite @donaidk @hyacinthsdiamonds feel free to ignore!!

[futurewdclandonorris]

Playlist out of my tumblr ulr, tagged by @formulola 💛

More than you know by Axwell /\ Ingrosso

Even though I'm depressed by Chase Atlantic

Right Here by Chase Atlantic

Chicago by Louis Tomlinson

Landslide by Dagny

Anchor Tattoo by Chase Atlantic

Ride It by Jay Sean

E.z. by Blackbear

New Year by Darren Criss

I was fighting for my life not to make this all Chase Atlantic playlist and almost failed, thank god my url isn't paddock-princess anymore

Tagging: @fandomchaosposts @mcl4r3n @donaidk @dandojpg (feel free to ignore of course ♥)

[hemiltonlajos]

Sorry, very random 'you're hungarian too and I just realised' ask ✌️ Your tag under my post brought me here and then I had an identity crisis thanks to a part in your bio 😂 Thank you, this made me laugh 🧡

And yes, I made those gifs while sitting through online classes and neither did I turn my camera on 😬

Hiiii😄 I'm glad you feel the same about the swearing part haha now i feel more valid

Aaand the gifs... my professor probably saw me mouth 'baszkiii' before turning my camera off though😅 so thanks, made my day❤