Andrea Continues To Do His Job With Class While Yak Brown Over There Continues To Prove He Is The Most

Maybe something were reader and arda are in a relationship for some years now. (Insta post)

WEST SIDE • ARDA GÜLER

( pairing ) arda güler x reader

just a soft launching thru insta story

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arda güler - bring the life right back

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user96 - caption??

↪️ user7 - caption girl look at the second slide??

altaybayindir - arkadaşım

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ftblwags - 👀

user23 - ARDA GÜLER???

user35 - hell naw bros soft launching

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ynusername - meet me on the west side 🤍

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friend1 - this is where you disappeared to and with a MAN

↪️ ynusername - hehe 🤭

friend2 - HELLO WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN???

↪️ ynusername - oops

friend3 - umm what? gc now.

↪️ ynusername - yes maam 🫡

user25 - familiar background…

ynusername posted a story!

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ardaguler

sevgilim 🤍

friend1

when will we get to meet this mystery man 🤨

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ardaguler - bring the light right back

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user13 - ok bro we get it you got a girl

user1 - boyfriend arda is my fav gender

ismailyuksekk - Maşallah Abi

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ftblwags - 🤔

friend1 - hmm @ynusername

user9 - girlfriend effect bro’s posting ariana grande lyrics

user6 - last slide 😳

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ynusername - 🧸🤍

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friend1 - tennis huh?

↪️ ynusername - 🙈

user12 - wait…

friend2 - girl where did you find this piece i want one too

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friend3 - cutie 🥹

friend23 - imy yn 💖💖

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friend1 - enough of this man come how now ☹️

user12 - GIRL IS THAT ARDA???

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ardaguler - meet me on the west side

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user12 - THE FIRST PIC IS ON YNS STORY

↪️ user13 - who’s yn???

↪️ user12 - @ynusername arda’s girlfriend..?

user96 - omg the caption matches one of her posts

↪️ user7 - girl you always focused on the wrong things he’s literally posted the photo she took 😭

user10 - the one post where he’s not posting his gf is the one that exposes him 😭

ftblwags - 👀

↪️ user75 - girl go get a job

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ynusername - let me be in your life like that

@ardaguler

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ardaguler - the only for sure, aşkim 🤍

↪️ ynusername - 😚😚

friend1 - congratulations!! dunno how you hid it for yrs and one holiday trip exposed u

user7 - the way some of their captions match 🥹

↪️ user96 - who’s looking at captions now???

user13 - god i’ve seen what you’ve done for others

user13 - if you look closely you’ll see me in the back drowning in my own tears

user94 - parents

user195 - how long have yall been tgth ???

↪️ ynusername - 3 years 🥰

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fin.

Red Bull’s car isn’t built for Max Verstappen—it’s built for pure aerodynamic efficiency. It’s a wind-tunnel-perfect machine, designed with a razor-sharp front end and optimized by the team’s aerodynamicists (formerly Adrian Newey, for example) to maximize performance and tire management.

The difference with Max is that he adapts better than anyone to a car in its purest, fastest form. While most drivers require adjustments—less aggressive front-end response, softer rear stability, or reduced tire wear—Max thrives with minimal changes. The car that is theoretically fastest in the wind tunnel? He can drive that as is.

That’s why the idea that Red Bull “designs the car around Max” is misleading. Every team develops cars suited to their drivers, but Verstappen simply demands less compromise. When Alex Albon said, “The car is what it is,” this is what he meant. The Red Bull is not built for Max—it just so happens that Max is the one who can extract its full potential without needing it tamed.

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this is so real, like ok formula 1 is about competition and all that but dominance and winning is also an integral part of the sport and i love seeing the sheer excellence that Max brings on track. Maybe i’m biased but i don’t think it’s at all boring, infact it’s exhilarating watching just how spectacular he is.

Everyone saying "I want Max to have to battle with someone for the wins I want the fight!" NO. No personally I want him to cross the finishline a full minute before p2. I want him to be sitting on a nice cozy sofa sipping a redbull when the others are still parking their cars next to his. You say his dominance is boring? You're just weak. 💅

i could also stay home?

i need him to bring back this hairstyle

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Could u maybe write where Kenan is dating reader and they have an argument in his car cuz he used to see her friend before they two met but it wasn’t serious they only went out on 2-3 dates, so yn feel guilty for seeing him, but kenan reassures her she shouldnt feel that, and… mby some smut if ur comfy writing that!

THE OTHER WOMAN • KENAN YILDIZ

( pairing ) kenan yıldız x reader

warning - angst (obviously!) also i’m sorry but i don’t feel comfortable writing smut i still hope u enjoy this tho!!

Falling in love with Kenan had been the last thing you’d expected from yourself, hell, you’d never have even thought there would be an opportunity where you would see him as anything more than the guy your friend had been seeing.

Unfortunately for you, Kenan made it easy for you, with his little gestures that would leave any girl fawning, it was inevitable that your feelings developed into something more potent.

When you had first met him, it was at lunch with your entire group of friends, and in that moment, Kenan had only been a rather handsome stranger, albeit your friend hadn’t yet sought out his affection.

And then the next time you saw him, your friend had announced that she’d reached out to him, and he had agreed, and soon one date had turned to three, and though they weren’t dating, they were something. Thus the little fire that had been ignited in your heart was brutally stomped upon and extinguished.

That was till Kenan had approached you at a bonfire with all your friends lost, and your group was a rather large bunch, so you hadn’t found his presence odd, rather it was the skip of your heartbeat that had you feeling alienated.

It had only been one conversation then, you’d thought to yourself that night, trying to console yourself that you hadn’t done anything wrong.

But then Kenan began to reach out more often, he initiated conversations from the blue, and you couldn’t help yourself, enjoying how freely you could express yourself to him in a way that you hadn’t ever been able to with anyone else.

You met him at cafes, he drove you around town, and at night you wandered off with him on idle walks that felt like a walk through the gardens of eden, simply due to his presence.

You enjoyed how he lingered on to every word you said, listening to the things you had to say with utmost importance, as if he wasn’t a world star footballer with far more important things to do. As if there was nowhere in the world he’d rather be, than by your side, listening to you chatter on about the most mundane things ever.

He remembered things about you that you yourself hadn’t noticed, like the fact that you tapped the little teaspoon on the cup of your coffee before you took a sip, or the way you would fiddle with the little charm on your bracelet whenever you were anxious.

He noticed you, and he saw you for you.

In return, you began to look past Kenan the footballer. Kenan who always texted his mother after he ate, reassuring her that he was alright despite being miles apart, Kenan who enjoyed rap music whenever he drove you around, Kenan who preferred his coffee loaded with sugar and Kenan, who struggled a little with expressing himself.

Perhaps this act of noticing had been the inaction on your friend’s part that had lead to Kenan, too, to develop feelings for you, that in your opinion, were not acceptable.

Perhaps this had been the cause of what lead to your predicament right now.

Seated in the passenger seat of his car, the usual loud music that he played muffled by the sound of both your voices.

“This is wrong, Kenan.” You shouted for the nth time, tears of frustration at the corners of your eyes.

The air was tense and suffocating in a way it had never been before, not with kenan.

He clenched his jaw. “Why can’t you understand, it’s not that serious?”

“Don’t just brush this off like it’s nothing,” your voice rose in frustration, “She was my friend, and” you shook your head.

“Just, we can’t be together, it feels wrong.”

Kenan makes an aggressive cut on the road, swerving the car around, and you notice the way his expression hardens further, “Stop overthinking this! We went out a few times, so what? Big deal” His voice rises to match yours, “I don’t understand why you’re make this bigger than it needs to be.”

“Of course you don’t.” You snap at him.

“You won’t have to face her, show your face around knowing that you betrayed her? She’s my friend, she won’t like it that we started going out when you’re technically her ex!”

He keeps one hand on the steering wheel as he runs the other one through his hair, gripping a little at the edges of the strands a little in an obvious display of frustration.

“How is this betrayal? It’s not like we were in love, we weren’t even that close, you’re making it seem like so much more serious.”

“Kenan you don’t-“

He cuts you off before you can utter out what you want to say, “Stop making this such a big deal, you’re blowing things way out of proportion!”

You feel a sting at his words. “It is a big deal to me! You may not think it was serious, but have you considered that she might have? How will i face her knowing how bad i’ve hurt her.”

Kenan pauses, hearing the despair in your voice, Concern arises in his gaze as he looks at you for a moment, taking his eyes off the road.

“I didn’t mean to hurt you,” his voice is softer now, “but you need to understand. What your friend and i had? it was nothing. It was short and casual, it meant nothing.”

"But it meant something to me," you insist, the anger in your voice giving way to a deeper vulnerability. "I care about her, and I care about our friendship. I just don’t want to feel like I’m doing something wrong."

The car rolls to a stop, evident that you’ve arrived to your destination and then Kenan removes his hand from the wheel, turning to you and grabbing your own.

“Hey, hey, i get it. You’re worried about her, how she might feel about this, but i promise to you, there’s no bad blood between us, she’s moved on, and she’ll be happy for you, not betrayed by you. You don’t have to feel guilty for your feelings.”

You blink away the tears in yours eyes, swallowing dryly.

“You really think so?” Your voice is barely a whisper.

“I know so.” He smiles and then he frowns.

“Did she not tell you that I’d asked her for your number, and she’d been happy about it?”

Your mouth drops open at his words, “What? and all this time?”

Kenan chuckles at you, “I wouldn’t want you to have to choose between me or your friend, I’m sorry i didn’t understand sooner”

You feel as if a mountain has been unloaded off your back, relief enveloping you.

The air around you that had previously been tense turns into something gentler.

Kenan pulls you close, nuzzling his nose against your hair as he wraps his arms around you.

“I just didn’t want to lose either of you.”

“You won’t,” He brushes a strand of hair from your face, “If you want, we can talk to her again,” He smiles at you, tapping your head, he adds, “my worrywart.”

You grimace at the term, but then smile, pressing a small kiss to his nose.

“Thank you.”

fin.

Lando fans crying about the RB boys not spraying him on the podium 😂 1st of all they were celebrating with their mechanic and 2nd don’t take shots then expect to be included and 3rd they aren’t even friends anyway so why does it matter

I don’t think the podium thing has anything to do with Lando’s interview.

Max has a degree of critical thinking so I don’t think he would have seen what Lando said as “taking a shot” at him because anyone with basic reading comprehension would be able to see that’s not the case.

The podium felt a little weird but I’m guessing that mechanic was having first time on the podium or something with the amount Max and Checo sprayed him. Everyone seemed fine in the cool-down room.

People take this stuff so personally because they feel more included if they can get offended. It’s a dopamine pay off.

The drivers don’t think this stuff is that deep I guarantee.