#formuma 1

[vivwritesfics]

Nnta blurb ideas- carlos wanted a son but then y/n has a daughter??

THIS IS NON-CANONICAL, JUST A FUN BLURB!!

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Warnings: birth, slight misogyny

"I cannot believe you're carrying my son," said Carlos as he kissed the side of her head.

Y/N rolled her eyes. Her bump had just started to show, but she wasn't far enough along to know the sex yet. Not that it was safe enough to go to a hospital, anyway.

"We might be having a girl," she said as she ran her hands through his fluffy hair.

But Carlos just shook his head from side to side as he grinned ear to ear. "My, my pretty little wife. I know we're having a boy."

To turn a long story into a short one, they weren't having a baby boy. When Y/N found of the sex she'd been with Carlos Oñoro, cousin to her husband.

"We can't tell him," Y/N said as she held the man's hand.

Carlos gulped and pushed his glasses further up his nose. "If he asks, I can't lie to him."

Luckily, Y/N got to her husband first. She saw Carlos (her husband) as he came running towards her, wide smile on his face. "What are we having?" He asked, cradling her stomach.

"I... I decided to wait and see."

And then Y/N had the baby. She'd been so nervous, anxious, for Carlos to meet their little girl. The birth was excruciating, hours of pain as she pushed out their baby.

Valentina Sainz came into the world screaming. She was placed into her fathers arms, Y/N too exhausted to do anything but lay there. "Well hello, gorgeous girl," said Carlos as he gently moved her from side to side.

Was he disappointed that he wasn't having a boy? No. He wasn't. He'd been so sure he was having a boy, someone to take over his empire, but that was because he didn't want to bring a girl into this line of work, one he'd have to marry off in a deal like Y/Ns family had done.

No, Carlos was going to protect Valentina with everything he had. She was his entire world; he'd do anything for her and her mother.

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21/07/23, Budapest - Daniel Ricciardo on the fan stage prior to practice for the 2023 Hungarian Grand Prix

📸 by Dan Istitene

[evilcokito]

ARGENTINA EN LA FORMUMA 1 MUUCHAAAACCHOOOOSSSSSSSSSS

[fast2match-blog]

Sokaktaki insanlara ”fast2match etkinliğine katıldığınızda ilk olarak ne sorarsınız?” diye sorduk!

1- İnsanların ne iş yaptıklarını çok merak ederim. Sanırım 4 dakika gibi sınırlı bir zamanda soracağım ilk soru bu olurdu. Ya da en sevdiği şehirleri sorabilirdim. Kişileri, sevdiği şehirlere göre az çok analiz edebiliyorum. 2- Fast2match etkinliklerinde isim, soyisim ve iletişim bilgisi soramayacağıma göre galiba karşımdaki kişinin ilk yaşını sorardım. Yaş önemli bir unsur benim için. 3- Eğlenceli bir oyun konseptine benziyor, sanırım gülebilmek ve eğlenebilmek için sorular sorardım. İlk olarak çocukluğuyla alakalı 1 dakikalık anısını anlatmasını isterdim. Çünkü çocukluk anıları çok hoş ya. 4- İnsanların sevdiği müzikler insanların iç dünyasını ortaya çıkartıyor. Bu yüzden ilk olarak en sevdiği müzik gruplarını, sanatçıları veya müzik tarzlarını sorardım. 5- Neden burada olduğunu sorarım. Çünkü buraya katılacak olan insanların belli amaçları olmalı. ‘’Ben buradayım çünkü..’’ diye bir cümle kurmalı bana. Örneğin ben Fas2match.com’un düzenleyeceği etkinliklere katılırsam (tabi önce beni kabul etmeniz gerekli değil mi?) etkinlikteki insanların hayattaki başarılarını dinlemek isterdim. Başarılı gördüğüm insanlarla ise sonradan görüşmeyi dilerdim. Çünkü başarılı insanlar karşısındaki insanların da gelişmesini sağlar. 6- İkili ilişkilerde zayıf olduğumu düşünüyorum. Karşımdaki kişilere sanırım soracağım ilk soru ikili ilişkilerde insanlara nasıl davrandığını sormak olurdu. Çünkü mimikler insanları ele verir. Yalan söylediğini anladığım kişilere daha ciddi sorular yöneltebilirim. 7- En sevdiği kitabı ve yazarı sormak olurdu. Nietzche okuyan bir insan ile Kafka veya Dostoyevski okuyan insan arasında farklar vardır. Bu yüzden kısada olsa o 4 dakikalık sohbetten kitaplar ve yazarlar hakkında konuşarak çok zevk alabilirim. Ve sanırım herkese ilk sorum bu olurdu. 8- Karşımdaki kişiye ilk sorum ‘geçmişte seni çok üzen bir şeyi kısaca anlatır mısın’ olurdu. İnsanlar acılarını paylaştıkça güzelleşirler. Etkinliğe flört, sevgili, dost için gelenler olacaktır. Benim amacım iyi dostluklar kurabilmek olurdu. 9- İnsanları neye göre değerlendirdiğini sorardım. Çünkü eğitim seviyesi düşük toplumlarda insanlar zekadan çok, daha farklı şeylerle ilgileniyorlar. Bu soruma gelecek olan cevap, etkinlik sonrası fast2match ekibi tarafından verilecek olan formu doldururken oldukça etkili olacaktır. 10- Kurt Cobain hayranıyım. Bu yüzden Kurt Cobain’i sevip sevmediğini sorardım. ‘tanımıyorum’ veya ‘sevmiyorum’ cevabını aldığımda şundan artık emin olabilirdim; o kişiyi formuma yazmayacağım. 11- Konuştuğum kişinin alkol kullanıp kullanmadığını merak ederim. Kullanıp kullanmaması beni ilgilendirmiyor fakat bir insanın birayı mı yoksa vodkayı mı sevdiği o insanın birçok şeyini ele verebilir. 12- Bazen mektup arkadaşlarına ihtiyaç duyuyorum. Uzun zamandır mektuplaştığım insanlar var. Burada mektup ve posta pulu seven insanlar olup olmadığını öğrenirdim. Sonrasında belki mektup arkadaşı olurduk.

[aslan-hafizoglu-blog]

🦁Bu formuma 1 ayni içinde dönücem demedin demeyin zor olucak ama halledicez işimiz bu çünkü 👍❤️işimi çok seviyorum #tb https://www.instagram.com/p/Bxsk1-nDEbpQ-D9KEbl-YPgZoyYhnC7oo3O6T80/?igshid=cljks2r10dcc

[meaktas-blog]

Evet, sonunda iş'ten, güç'ten sana yazmaya vakit bulabildim Tumblr.

Uzun zamandır hafif dışarı çıkmış göbeğimi ve şişmanlamış vücudumu artık form'a sokmalıyım dedim kendi kendime.

Dün akşam iş çıkışında Decathlon mağazasına giderek beğendiğim Eliptik bisiklet pedallarını satın aldım ve evde spor'a başladım. Spor'a başlamadan önce elektronik tartıda tartıldım ve 78.8 Kg olduğumu gördüm.

Benim en kısa zamanda tekrar eski formuma geri dönmem ve bu durumumu korumam gerek. En az 60 Kg olmak için çalışacağım.

Ayda 8 Kg hedef koydum kendime. 1 Ayda en az 8 Kg vermem gerekli.

Ayrıca çok ama çook uzaklarda yaşayan bir kız arkadaşım var. Aslında aramızdaki mesafe fazla ama kalplerimizin yakın olduğunu biliyorum. Otobüs, Tren veya Uçak. İmkansız değiliz.

Yakında Pasaportuma sahip olacağım ve hazırlıklara başlayacağım. Bekle beni ...... 😊

[selulitzayiflama-blog]

YAZA FORMDA GİRMEK İSTEYENLERE ÖNERİLERİM

Kilo vermek ile bölgesel zayıflama arasındaki farklılıkları anlatacağım bu yazımı kedinlikle okumanızı öneriyorum. Bölgesel zayıflama gerçekten çok önemli olmakla beraber yaklaşan yaz aylarında çok işinize yarayacak bir bölgesel zayıflama cihazından bahsedeceğim sizlere.

Kasım, Aralık, Ocak ne kadar da güzel aylardır. Kışı çok severim. Aslında küçüklükten beri bahar ve yaz mevsimlerini soğuklara tercih eder ve yazın gelmesini iple çekerdim. Zaman su gibi aktı ve evlendim. Nehir adında ellerinizden öper tatlı mı tatlı bir kızım oldu. Artık anneydim ve kendimden çok daha fazla onunla ilgilenir oldum. İşte kış aylarını sevmeye de böyle başladım. Biliyorum nedenini hala merak ediyorsunuz.

Doğum sonrası vücudumu terketmemek de baya ısrarcı olan fazla kilolarımı vermeye çalışırken, artık fazla kilolu biri olduğum gerçeğini görmem pek de zor olmadı. Zayıflamak bu kadar mı zordu? Aslında ne kadar da güzeldi pantolon, kazak, mont ile geçen o soğuk sonbahar ve kış ayları. Yazın yavaş yavaş gelmeye başlamasıyla kendimi aynanın karşısında kontrol ederken bulmaya başladım. Mayo, Şort, Kısa etek artık hayal miydi sadece diye düşünmeden edemedim. Geçen yazı doğama aykırı olarak genelde pantolon ve uzun etek ile geçirdim. Bu arada bikinimden vaz geçmediğimi söylemeliyim.

Kışın gelmesiyle birlikte sitemin spor salonuna gitmeye başladım. Genel olarak kilo kaybı yaşamama rağmen, bölgesel zayıflama da pek başarılı olamadığımı söylemeliyim. Bölgesel zayıflama olarak söylemek istediğim göbek ve basen bölgemdeki yağları bir türlü veremememdi. Ne yaptıysam buralarda istediğim zayıflamaya ulaşamadım. Ardından internette bulduğum diyeti uygulamaya başladım. 1 ay sonunda ellerim ve yüzüm süzülmesine rağmen hala göbek bölgem ve birazda basenlerim inatlarından vazgeçmediler.

Sanırım şansımın da yardımıyla Esstanbul Güzellik Merkezi’nin sitesini gördüm. Bölgesel Zayıflama konusunda yayınladıkları makaleleri okumamla beraber kafamda ampuller yanmaya başladı. Ertesi kısa görüşmeden sonra randevu aldım. Kliniğe gittiğimde Cool Shape adında bir cihazı gördüm. Uzmanların yaptığı detaylı analiz sonucunda basenlerimde derhal, göbek bölgemde ise 2 seansta istediğim sonuca ulaşabileceğimi söylediler. Kendilerinden izin istedim ve 15 gün sonra bu ürünü uygulatmaya karar verdim. İlk seansta aldığım sonuç mükemmeldi. Seansta basen ve göbek bölgemdeki yağları cool shape teknolojisiyle belli derecede soğuttular. Acı hissetmedim. Bu düşük derecedeki soğukluk sadece yağ bölgelerinin parçalanmasını sağlarken, diğer yararlı dokulara zarar vermiyordu. 1 ay sonunda özlediğim basenlere tekrardan kavuştuğumu söyleyebilirim. Çünkü bu yağın vücuttan atılması için belli bir süre geçmesi gerekiyor. Göbek bölgemde ise neredeyse iki beden incelme sağlandı. Sanırım ikinci seansla birlikte hamilelik öncesi formuma tekrardan kavuşacağım.

Siz sormadan hemen yazayım. Siteleri http://www.esstanbul.com u ziyaret edebilir ve gerekli bilgileri alabilirsiniz. Gerçekten çok samimi ve bir o kadar da uzman kadroya sahipler.

[vivwritesfics]

Taking Control

(But not really)

Max is a dominant guy, both on and off the track. Sometimes he likes to let Y/N have control. Or, at least, the illusion of control.

Warnings: smut, pwp, bj, sub/dom dynamics, p in v stuff, dominant max

Max's hands sat on her hips, his lips on hers. Y/Ns eyes were shut as she kissed him, her hands on his face, holding him close.

"Wow," she gasped as Max moved his lips down to her neck. His grip on her hips became tighter, bruising. And Y/N was loving every second of it.

She ground her hips against his and Max let out a groan, music to her ears. "Are you going to do all of the work tonight, baby?" He asked, stopping his attack on her neck long enough to look up at her.

Y/N nodded quickly as she went back to kissing Max, sticking her tongue down his throat. It was long before Max had all of the control, his tongue in her mouth as Y/N bit softly. Not a proper bite, not one that would cause any pain.

As Y/N wrapped her arms around his neck, Max made quick work of taking of her shirt, leaving her in just her bra.

It was one Max had bought her for a joke for their year long anniversary. A Red Bull bra, with the proper shade of blue and the logos in any available space. "Wow," Max echoed as he stated at it. He loved it and not just because it was hilarious.

"Are we gonna stay on the couch or should we take this to the bedroom?"

"Bedroom, definitely," Max answered as he stood up with Y/N still on his lap. She let out a squeal and hastily wrapped her arms and legs around him.

Max carried her with ease. He was an athlete, after all. Carrying Y/N to the bedroom was no problem for him. He kicked open the door and carried Y/N in.

Rather ungracefully, Max dropped Y/N onto the bed. He crawled on top of her, attaching his lips to hers once again.

"Uh uh," said Y/N as she pulled away from him. "I thought I was doing all of the work tonight."

Grinning, Max lifted himself away from Y/N. He laid down on the bed and placed his hands behind his head, grinning as Y/N climbed on top of him.

She worked to pull off his Red Bull shirt. Always the Red Bull shirt. She let out a giggle as she kissed her way down his chest, leaving dark, purple marks as she went.

Max let out a series of moans as Y/N worked on his belt. Music to her ears, she thought, pulling off his trousers.

Left in nothing but his boxers, Max sat up and wrapped his arms around Y/N and pulled her close.

Her hands on his face she went back to kissing him, feeling him grow hard beneath her. Y/N ground her hips against his, eyes shut as she whined. "I need you," she whispered against his lips.

Before Y/N could pull away to get the rest of their clothes off, Max whispered something in her ear, his lips hot against her ear.

Grinning, Y/N turned herself around. She slid off the bed and pulled off Maxs boxers, letting hid cock spring free.

Y/N knealed at the end of the bed as Max shuffled down. She placed her hands against his hips, holding him still as she kissed the tip, touch light a teasing.

Max smirked when he felt her solid grip on his pelvis. If Y/N thought she had control, she wouldn't for long. It was simply an illusion.

His hand settled on her head, fingers knotting through her hair as she wrapped her lips around him and sucked. Y/N set the pace but Max controlled, dictating whether she wabt faster or slower. "That's it, baby," he said through a shaky breath, eyes closed as he bucked his hips. Y/N gagged around him, her throat constricting deliciously.

Before he could get to close to finishing, Max pulled her away. "Get undressed the rest of the way," he demanded.

Standing, Y/N pulled off her underwear. She stepped out of it and crawled her way up to Max as he curled his finger.

Y/N had no control and she didn't even realise it.

His hands were on his hips as she sank down onto him, eyes shut and head thrown back. Y/N had to sit there for a moment, appreciate how he felt inside of her.

"Wow," she said as she looked down at him beneath her, her hands on his chest.

Y/N began moving, slowly at first. As much as she thought it was all her, dictating the movements and the pace, it was Max with his hands holding her hips.

His grip was bruising as he moved her. "That's it, Schat. So good for me," he grunted, his hips beginning to move beneath her.

"Nah ah, Max," she grinned as she stopped moving. "It's all me, remember?"

A cocky attitude. Max hadn't expected that. He smiled at her as he lifted his hips and moved, properly moved, fucking up into her. Y/N threw her head back as she moaned, feeling every inch of him.

"Oh my god, Max," she moaned, leaning forward, pressing her face against his shoulder.

Max moaned as she bit down, licking and sucking at the skin on his shoulder. The movements of his hips had suddenly slowed, becoming sloppy as he got close. "oh mijn schatje, oh mijn liefste," he whispered against her as he came close.

Y/N let out one last cry, slumping against him as she came.

Max took only a few seconds more, his thrusts suddenly gentle. He let out a series of grunts, picking up the pace of his thrusts as he came.

They laid there for just a moment as Max slipped out. He held her for a moment, kissing her hair as he ran his hand up and down her back. "Let's get you cleaned up, Schat," he said and sat up, Y/N still in his arms.

"You never let me have control, did you?" Shd asked as Max walked with her to the bathroom.

He shook his, a shit-eating grin on his face. "No, mijn liefste, no you didn't."

[vivwritesfics]

More dad max pls! Binged all of the parts in mini me and I need moooore 😫😫 how about little fabi and his friends having a sleepover and his friends see max and they’re all 🤩🤩

I love dad max and little fabi I swear to god

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Fabi had his friends over for school. He'd been over to all of his friends house, but they hadn't yet been to his.

As soon as he'd expressed to his mother that he wanted to have friends over, she moved all of Max's trophies into his office. It was where he kept his sim rig ever since Fabian was born.

Y/N set up the living room with blankets and cushions and movies and snacks. She had the house perfect by the time Fabian and his friends made it home from school.

Max wasn't in at that minute. He was at his trainers gym, readying himself for the coming season.

Ever since Fabian was born, Max had gotten better with his time. He still streamed, but not as often, instead spending time with his family.

Y/N opened for door for Fabian and his friends. "Hallo mijn zoon," Y/N said as she pulled Fabian close.

His friends giggled as he groaned and pulled away. "Mum, c'mon," he groaned and Y/N let go of him.

She took the kids, six of them in total, through to the living room. Immediately they dropped their bags and got comfortable as Y/N set about texting their mothers, letting them know that they got there safe.

As they watched the movie, Y/N set about making dinner. She made sandwiches for the kids, leaving them on the coffee table.

As she made dinner, her husband returned home. As soon as Y/N heard the door go she strode up to him, wrapping her arms around his sweaty frame and kissing his cheek. "Fabi brought some friends round," she said with a grin.

Max looked towards the living room. He could just about see six heads focused on the television, with the cats sleeping on the sofa behind them.

"I'm going to go say hi," Max whispered and kissed his wife.

While she went back to preparing dinner, Max walked into the living room. He grabbed a hold of Jimmy, cradling him in his arms as he stood beside the television. "Hi Fabi, hi kids," he said to them.

But the kids just stared, wide eyes.

Max Verstappen. The Max Verstappen was sitting in front of them. He was either their father's favourite sports person or least favourite.

And, kids being kids, they weren't afraid to express this. "My daddy thinks you're the worst," said one of them.

Max let out a surprised laugh. He hadn't been expecting this.

But then another kid piped up. "My daddy says you're the best racing car driver ever! I want to be a racing driver like you!"

"Nuh uh!" Shouted Fabi. "I'm gonna be a race car driver like him!"

"No me!" The kid shouted.

"He's my daddy and one day I'll be driving for Red Bull!"

It went on and on, all while Max stood there, watching and laughing. His Fabi was stubborn, that was for sure. Like father lies Goddamn Son.