#okay barış

[uranusunicindekibosluk]

Her seferinde öldüm, ama senin haberin olmadı.

[bizimcocuklar]

From training today ❤️🥰

I can guess that they're trying out some kind of training that's to simulate being pressed by another player that would limit their movement but it looks so cute 😂 Like a child's play.

[ardans]

not long, arkadaşlar

[lorircreates]

— You're joking, right? This can't be serious.

— Yeah, I am. That was lame joke.

[shitsndgiggs]

Hi!!! Your Fics are so amazing I felt like I just needed to tell you that. I was also wondering if you would write for Barış Alper? If not I totally understand. If so could you write one where the reader goes to a game (possibly the derby fener vs gala) and she’s sitting with the fans and they get a little crazy and something happens to her and he finds out after the game and just is all panicked but comforts her and showers reader with love?

MATCHDAY MAYHEM - BARIŞ ALPER YILMAZ

In which you get hurt at one of his games

Barış Alper Yılmaz x fem! reader

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The roar of the crowd was deafening as I made my way to my seat, my heart pounding with anticipation.

The atmosphere at the Galatasaray vs. Fenerbahçe match was electric, the stadium alive with energy.

This was one of the biggest games of the year, and I was here to support Barış. But the sheer volume of people and the intensity of the fans around me made my social anxiety flare up.

I took a deep breath and found my seat among the Galatasaray supporters. They were already chanting and waving their flags, a sea of red and yellow.

I tried to focus on the positive, reminding myself that I was here for Barış, that he would be proud to know I was in the stands cheering him on.

As the game started, I found myself getting swept up in the excitement. The first half was intense, with both teams playing aggressively.

I cheered loudly with the rest of the fans. But as halftime approached, things took a turn.

Fenerbahçe scored a goal just before the whistle, and the Galatasaray fans around me erupted in frustration. The atmosphere grew tense and hostile, and I could feel my anxiety creeping back.

I tried to keep my composure, but the noise and the pushing from the crowd became overwhelming.

"Get up, we need to show them we're not giving up!" a man shouted, pulling me to my feet. I stumbled, trying to stay balanced, but the crowd was too much. I felt a sharp pain in my ankle as I was jostled and knocked to the ground.

I gasped, tears springing to my eyes as I tried to get up. The pain was excruciating, and I felt trapped in the mass of bodies. Panic set in, and I struggled to breathe.

"Hey, are you alright?" a concerned voice called out, but I couldn't respond. My vision blurred with tears, and the noise was too much.

Eventually, halftime arrived, and the crowd began to thin out slightly. I managed to hobble to a quieter area, clutching my ankle. A kind fan helped me to a seat and called for medical assistance.

"Just breathe, you're going to be okay," the fan said, patting my shoulder reassuringly. I nodded, trying to calm myself.

The medics arrived and quickly assessed my injury. "It's a sprain," one of them said. "We'll get you some ice and bandage it up."

As they worked, my thoughts turned to Barış. He had no idea what had happened. I wanted to text him, but I knew he was focused on the game. I didn't want to distract him.

The second half of the game passed in a blur. I tried to watch, but the pain and the anxiety made it hard to focus.

Finally, the final whistle blew, and I heard the cheers of the Galatasaray fans. They had won.

I saw the players celebrating on the field, Barış among them. My heart swelled with pride, but I also felt a pang of sadness.

I wanted to share this moment with him, to tell him how proud I was.

As the stadium began to empty, I stayed in my seat, unsure of how to get to Barış. Suddenly, my phone buzzed with a message.

Barış: Where are you? I'm coming to find you.

Relief washed over me as I texted back.

Me: I'm still in the stands. Sprained my ankle, but I'm okay.

A few minutes later, I saw Barış running towards me, his face a mixture of worry and relief. "What happened?" he asked, kneeling beside me and taking my hand.

"I got caught in the crowd during halftime," I explained, my voice shaky. "It's just a sprain."

He looked at me with such concern that it brought tears to my eyes.

"I'm so sorry I wasn't there," he said, his voice filled with guilt.

"It's not your fault," I reassured him, squeezing his hand. "You were amazing out there."

"You're what's important," he said firmly, helping me to my feet. "Let's get you home."

He wrapped his arm around me, supporting me as we made our way out of the stadium. Despite the pain, I felt a sense of calm wash over me with Barış by my side.

When we got home, Barış settled me on the couch, propping up my foot with pillows and wrapping me in a blanket. "Stay here, I'll get you some ice and tea," he said, kissing my forehead.

I watched him move around the kitchen, my heart swelling with love and gratitude.

Despite the pain and the anxiety, the day had ended in the best possible way – wrapped in the love and care of the person who meant everything to me.

As he handed me a steaming cup of tea, he sat beside me and took my hand again. "I'm so glad you're okay," he said softly, kissing my forehead.

"I am," I replied, smiling up at him. "Thanks to you."

[itzsyds]

Barış Alper Yılmaz x Reader

First time🥹❤️‍🩹

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SMUT- You and Barış have been dating for a couple of months, with things starting to get very serious between you both. You finally feel ready for the next step in your relationship but are too scared to tell him that you’re inexperienced.

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It had been a busy few months for Barış, with him finishing off the season on a high with Galatasaray and getting Turkey to the quarter-finals of the Euros. You were so proud of him. It was now the break, and you both finally deserved a well-deserved rest together before pre-season started for the next upcoming season.

You were waiting anxiously in your shared apartment together. It had been months of on-and-off travelling, and finally, Barış was coming home.

The key to the front door rattled you out of thought. There he was, dressed in his Turkey training kit. His curls were drenched from the Istanbul rain.

You launched yourself at him as he walked through the door. It had been so long since you felt his warm presence. He set his training bag down, picking you up as you ran straight into his arms. Your bodies collide like a puzzle piece put back together. You wrap your legs around his waist whilst he spins you around. Barış pulls away from you, gently kissing your forehead.

“Hello Hayatım, I missed you” (My life).

“I love this colour on you, " he replies, noticing you wearing his favourite red sundress, which had gotten him even more feral for you at that moment.

You gasp as Barış continues to adore you, nuzzling his face into your neck, slowly moving up to kiss your jawline. You gently tug at his wet blonde curls, pulling yourself closer to him.

You could tell by his demeanour that Barış was excited. Your eyes widened with that realisation as soon as you felt his boner growing prominent against your thigh. The sensation alarmed you slightly as you tried to keep your composure.

“Barış?” You breathed out.

“Hmm.” He responded, continuing to trail kisses all over your neck.

“Can we talk?” You nervously asked.

Barış could hear the anxiety in your voice; with this, he quickly parted himself from your neck, adjusting himself in the process. His hand was now scratching his curls. He thought to himself for a moment of anything he had done wrong.

“It’s not you. It’s me.” You breathed as you parted from him, sitting yourself down on the sofa, your head in your hands in embarrassment.

Barış followed you, kneeling before you, capturing your face in his hands. “I don’t understand aşkım.” (My love).

“You’re going to have to explain what’s going on.” He brings your hands up to his lips and kisses them softly.

You exhaled. “I’ve never done this before… I’m I’m.” Your voice started to crack a little.

“I still don’t understand. Never done what aşkım?” Barış was so confused.

“I’m a virgin.” There you had said it. You couldn’t even look at his face to see his reaction because you were embarrassed.

His eyes softened. Barış did not want to make you uncomfortable with his earlier actions or pressure you into something you didn’t want to do.

“Aşkım, look at me.” He gently lifts your chin to face him. You get lost in the pool of his hazel chocolate eyes.

“It doesn’t affect me how inexperienced you may be. I love you no matter what, aşkım.” He looked at you sincerely. “I’m sorry if I made you uncomfortable. I got a little carried away.”

“No... it’s okay. I want to. You know, lose it to you. I think I’m ready.” You answered, staring at him timidly.

It was at that moment that Barış almost couldn’t control himself anymore. He was utterly obsessed with you.

“Are you sure, aşk. We don’t have to do anything you’re uncomfortable with” (Love).

Barış replied lovingly, wanting to ensure you were 100% ready.

“Yes. I’m ready. The only person I want to lose it to is you.”

“I promise I’ll look after you.” Barış looks intensely into your eyes.

“Is it going to hurt?” You fiddle awkwardly with your fingers.

“A little. But that’s because you’re new to this.”Barış leans in, capturing your lips in a passionate kiss. The kiss was gentle. Very delicate.

Barış pulls back. “Are you sure about this?

“Yes,” you whisper.

Barış could hear the nervousness in your voice. “Relax, gülüm” He makes sure you’re comfortable by kissing the top of your forehead. (My rose). “It will be okay. I’m going to take good care of you. Let me know if it gets too much,” He whispered, his fingertips stroking across your cheek.

You blushed at how gentlemanly he was being.

“Okay, I’m going to make sure you’re ready first. Is that okay?”

You nodded in approval. However, Barış wanted a verbal response.

“Words gülüm, I need words.” He placed his index finger under your chin, pushing you to look up at him.

“Yes, I’m ready”, you replied enthusiastically.

Barış smiled. Kissing you gently, picking you up, and carefully laying you on the bed. He looks you in the eye, asking permission to remove your sundress.

You nod, closing your eyes. He began to unzip the back of your dress, letting the straps fall to the side. Barış continued to adore your bare shoulders with kisses in the process.

Once the dress was off, you were left in your black matching set. Barış parted from attacking your neck and shoulder, taking you in. He knew you were gorgeous, but seeing you like this made him proud that you were his to love and adore.

You felt a little shy due to fully being exposed in front of him whilst he was still fully clothed, so you take it upon yourself to tug at his shirt, wanting to remove it.

This took Barış aback, but he complied, unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and removing it. Your eyes widen as you are faced with the top half of his athletic physique. Boy, did he look good. You ran your hands down his prominent abs.

Barış slowly followed by unclasping your bra, letting that also fall to the side. His eyes fill with awe at the sight.

He pulls back from you, tugging down his joggers. His boxers now on full display. His prominent figure was now towering over your petite body. You shiver underneath his gaze as his fingers now toy with the lower half of your set, wanting to remove that, too.

You look at him, permitting him to do so. Bariş’s hands moved to rest on your waist, holding you close as he slowly tugged down your underwear, tossing it to the side.

You were now fully exposed under his gaze, his hazel eyes studying you for a moment before pulling you closer and connecting your lips for a loving kiss. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, not wanting to let go, like a Koala, his Koala.

You both finally part, Bariş removing his boxer shorts. Both now exposed in-front of one another. Your eyes widened at the sight of him. You were panicking about how it was going to fit. Barış caught on and could see the fear in your eyes.

He spoke. “Are you sure about this aşkım? We can always stop if it’s too muc…”

You cut him off by kissing him and replying. “Barış. I’m ready.” It was evident you still had some fear, but you wanted him to be your first.

That’s all the confirmation he needed before he slowly positioned himself entering you. You wince at the sudden pain of being stretched out, fingers digging into his back as you try to adjust to his size. Your eyes start to prickle with tears. Bariş stops, comforting you in the process.

“You’re doing so well for me canım. Almost there” (Darling). He kisses the top of your head.

You breathe momentarily, distracting yourself from the pain by toying around with his Van Cleef bracelet. After a few minutes you signal for him to continue.

Bariş continues to shower you with kisses, pushing in further, trying not to hurt you. The pain slowly turned into pleasure. You moan, throwing your head back at the sensation. It felt perfect, both you and him as one.

“You okay meleğim?” (My Angel). Bariş checks up on you. You couldn’t speak, just moan and nod at the newfound pleasure you felt. The sight of you like this beneath him set something off in him.

Your bodies continued to collide, fitting together like a puzzle piece. Bariş made sure to be gentle with you, continuing to move in and out of you at a steady pace.

Once you were adjusted, he started to go at a faster pace. Your grip on him tightened as you continued to moan at the pleasure he was providing you.

“Bariş, I feel something; I think I’m close” You didn’t know what the sensation you felt was, but it felt good.

He observed your innocence. You were going to cum and had no idea. Bariş reacted by kissing your jaw all the way down your neck.

It drove him crazy hearing you say his name in the position you were both in. He continued to shower you with kisses.

“It’s okay gülüm, I’m close too.”

His thrusts started to intensify as you could both feel yourselves wanting to let go. All that could be heard was both of your moans. The feeling felt euphoric—something you had never experienced before.

It was a sight for sore eyes. You both entwining as one. Barış kept holding you both until you couldn’t hold it in anymore.

“Let it go, meleğim, let it go”, Bariş whispers softly.

At this, you both release together, with a wave of relief washing over both of you. The pleasure you had felt in that moment was exceptional, filled with love and romance from Bariş.

You both breathe heavily amongst the silence as Barış collapses next to you. Nuzzling his face into your neck. You felt safe. Safe with him and his love language to you.

“How was that aşkım?” Barış carefully intertwined his hands with yours, making sure you were okay. You sat up, watching him in awe.

“I’m okay.” You smile at him. “Thank you for being my first and taking your time with me.” You say sleepily. You were very much thankful that he was your first and took his time respecting you.

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I’ve been missing for a while. But I’m back! I’ve had this one sitting in my drafts for weeks, but I think I am happy with it❤️‍🩹

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If anyone also has requests, I’m willing to listen to them if it gets me to be more consistent with writing more😝

It might take me a while to get ideas, but I’m always happy to write:))

Also, I want the version of Bariş that I’ve written about in my life fr fr😭

Have a beautiful afternoon, my people x

[kirazdaha]

HAHAHAHA Every Turk Family has one of those names and unironically mine does too 🫡 Tell your mother thank you she is a very lovely lady

I know all of the artists you listed below because my dad blasts them on the radio everytime we go out... I call it old people music but hey I never said it was bad, they're awesome and I might have memorised some of the artist's songs from how much I listen to them... Barış Manço is a classic without a doubt! Fun fact my parents were able to go to his concert and got a signed picture with him I will always envy how lucky they were 😭 I love how women in the industry made the most iconic songs I hear them often in weddings too! Or clubs, even though I only went to one once I'm not very fond of them...

My questions were do you have any tips or inspiration with how you draw! I love your art and artstyle and it's honestly what I've been trying to achieve for a while, I can't believe I'm learning how to draw men because of a silly lawyer show it's a disease...

(We are just having a conversation at this point) (I feel like those people who speak out loud in public) (I hope you and anyone who's reading this is having a good day :) be kind to yourself and others everyone)

OH MY GOD i envy them too😭😭 also omg that sounds like heaven to me. the other day i went out partying and i felt sooo out of place because i only knew like 3 songs. omg it was so so bad.

hmmm tips and inspiration…. my number 1 tip would definitely be to look at a lot of other artists you like and analyze what exactly you like. and then try to emulate that in your own work. i try to look for inspiration everywhere - artists online, traditional artists, old masters, 3d artists, even theatre and poetry, etc. - doesnt mean that i am equally inspired by them all (because all these things at once sound so scary and big but they really arent!) but rather, i try to be open for anything and that helps me find inspiration :) 

ill try to explain my thoughts more under the cut because this got long:

for me for example, so far i only posted some art i made that was lined (which, i would say makes up maybe half of the art i draw - i mostly sketch and recently have been building up the courage to paint more) and one of my inspirations is meltow. i think if you go over and check out their art youll definitely see it lol. but also i love the clean look some comics have and my friends tell me my art looks like it belongs in a comic which, i guess yeah :) when it comes to colors and composition i LOVE this artists works. i still have a lot to learn and just looking at their works inspires me so much!!!

i will say i have ALWAYS struggled with lineart. its probably the worst thing in the world to me because it never feels right!!! i like lining on paper with harsh inks and stiff ink nibs that allow for like. very little variety in line weight, but i havent done that in over 3 years (i hope i can get back to that). but yes, something about lineart makes me feel so icky when i use any brush that reacts to the pressure you put on your tablet LOL i just hate it. ugh. i havent been able to work it out.

it was only in 2020 i think that i decided to try it out with a thick brush with some texture and no pen pressure. that probably was the first time i got actual lineart that (at the time) i liked done. and then later on, discovering that other artists are able to achieve beautiful drawings with similar brushes AND that lining with a very simple brush can feel so satisfying helped me evolve a lot! until 2022, i actually wasnt able to give my art the kind of finished look that i wanted. so what people consider my style is really just born out of my limits and working with them. that obviously doesnt mean that i dont try to challenge myself as much as i can. i do and i think everyone should! thats what makes art so fun

if theres any good advice i can give to a beginner itd probaaaaably be. okay this is difficult and i feel like im not really qualified for this. as a hobbyist much less so because a lot of the knowledge and skills i acquired was through an intuitive process (i could never stick with habits such as regular studies or warmups or whatever is meant to be good for you) which definitely isnt the most “productive” way but i mean it doesnt have to be. its just a hobby! you dont have to perfect art. but yes, i would definitely say dont stop drawing. youll always be your harshest critic and at the beginning, and especially if you begin at an older age because youve been training your eye your whole life but your drawing skills for only a relatively short time you will notice a lot of mistakes. and youll think you wont achieve the image you have in your head. and maybe you wont (because youll always strive for more and youll never really be satisfied as an artist bla bla) for a while. but you have to keep drawing! try out different strategies, find out how other artists draw, watch speedpaints, try out different papers and pencils, try everything that makes it more fun and keep going! it will all pay off!! 

in my eyes theres also no point in saying “i should wait till im better to draw this idea i have” because if inspiration strikes you you should use that. even though i still sometimes catch myself thinking like that. you can always redraw things later on!! if theres anything that will keep you drawing you should use that! like getting into shows and games that make me want to draw helps a ton LOL people are not joking when they say getting obsessed with one character is the quickest way to improve. i 100% agree!!! if you saw my first nachos you wouldnt even recognize him. not kidding wow this got long. thank you for the questions though!! i hope some of my rambling can help you. feel free to talk to me whenever!

[cengish05]

Karadağ – Türkiye maçından notlar

A Milli Takım Teknik Direktörü Vincenzo Montella, Galler maçının 11’inde 2’si zorunlu 4 değişiklik yaparak takımını sahaya sürdü. Tecrübeli teknik adam, sarı kart cezası olan Abdülkerim Bardakcı ve sakatlığı bulunan Hakan Çalhanoğlu ile birlikte Mert Müldür ve Barış Alper Yılmaz’ın yerlerine Kaan Ayhan, Emirhan Topçu, Okay Yokuşlu ve Kenan Yıldız’ı sahaya sürdü. Kaleyi Mert Günok’a emanet eden…

[pazaryerigundem]

Melis Fis sevenleriyle Beylikdüzü'nde buluştu

https://pazaryerigundem.com/haber/187080/melis-fis-sevenleriyle-beylikduzunde-bulustu/

Melis Fis sevenleriyle Beylikdüzü'nde buluştu

Beylikdüzü Belediyesi tarafından düzenlenen 11. Barış ve Sevgi Buluşmaları, tüm hızıyla devam ediyor.

İSTANBUL (İGFA) – Beylikdüzü 11. Barış ve Sevgi Buluşmaları tüm hızıyla devam ederken, 30 Ağustos Zafer Bayramı nedeniyle verilen bir günlük aranın ardından Çardak Altı Sohbetleri, “Yarının Öncüsü Kadınlar” başlıklı söyleşiyle yeniden başladı.

Pelin Batu’nun moderatörlüğünde gerçekleşen söyleşide, yazar Ayşe Övür ve Yanındayız Derneği Yönetim Kurulu Başkanı Selen Okay Akçalı, kadın hakları ve kadınların geçmişten günümüze yaşadığı sorunları ele aldı. Barış ve Sevgi Buluşmaları çerçevesinde düzenlenen etkinlikte, kadınların toplumsal hayatta ve iş dünyasında karşılaştıkları zorluklar ve bu zorlukların üstesinden gelme yolları konuşuldu. Selen Okay Akçalı, kadınların geleceğin öncüsü olma yolunda attıkları adımları vurgularken, Ayşe Övür de kadın haklarının tarihsel gelişimini anlattı. Söyleşinin ardından festival, DJ performansıyla devam etti. Daha sonra sahneye çıkan genç yıldız Melis Fis, performansıyla izleyicileri büyüledi. Fis’in enerjik sahne performansı, festivalin coşkusunu artırdı.

“ÇOCUKLARA VE SANATA YATIRIM YAPMAK ZORUNDAYIZ”

Beylikdüzü Belediye Başkanı Mehmet Murat Çalık, konserde sahneye çıkarak genç sanatçı Melis Fis’e övgü dolu sözler söyledi. Başkan Çalık, yaptığı konuşmada günün enerjisinden ve Melis Fis’in performansından duyduğu memnuniyeti dile getirdi. Çalık, Melis Fis’in çocuklarla olan etkileyici ilişkisine dikkat çekerek, “Melis o kadar güzel şarkılar söyledi ki bugün. Bu ülkenin geleceğini kurtarmak istiyorsak çocuklara ve sanata yatırım yapmak zorundayız. Melis’e bu güzel enerjisi için çok teşekkür ediyoruz ve onu Beylikdüzü’nde ağırlamaktan dolayı çok mutlu olduk” ifadelerini kullandı.

Bu arada nadide eserlerin yer aldığı mezatta, Cumhuriyet’in kuruluşunu ve Atatürk’ün yaşamını anlatan birçok kitap açık artırma usulü ile satışa sunuldu.

BU Haber İGF HABER AJANSI tarafından servis edilmiştir.

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Aman Güzel Yavaş Yürü - Halodayı & Azer Bülbül ✩ Ritim Karaoke Orijinal ...  Ayrıcalıklardan yararlanmak için bu kanala katılın: ( Join this channel to enjoy privileges.) ✩ https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCqm-5vmc2L6oFZ1vo2Fz3JQ/join Şarkının Orijinal Versiyonunu Linkten Dinleyip Ritim Karaokesiyle Çalışabilirsiniz. ✩ https://youtu.be/x6WIaylMrmM Aykut ilter Ritim Karaoke Kanalıma Abone Olun Beğenip Paylaşın. Aman Güzel Yavaş Yürü - Halodayı & Azer Bülbül ✩ Ritim Karaoke Orijinal Trafik (Rap Fantezi) Aman güzel yavaş yürü ama Çok güzelsin güldüğün zaman Yapmıyorum sana hiç falan filan Ara beni yaparız mutlaka plan Nası dersen first date mi Bilmem olabilir o ow meybi Kanıma giriyosun tabi çok sevdin Yanıma gelmelisin my baby MAŞALLAH 40 bin kere söyledim a Barikat kurdum cano yollarına Ne benimle ne de yarınlarıma Yandık baba sevda ocağında Giden gider kalan kalır tabi Yakmadım bunu içmedim bi şey Tek bi kelime etmeden de çıktın dikkat et güzel düşmeden yürü ***************** 5 kişi bi araba azer Rakamın ne kaç para ya da papel Esinti yapma lan neyine bedel Aman diyim yavaş yürü matmazel Yapmadım hiç bi şey okuma gazel Gitmedim hiç işe sektörüm özel Sana bi çift lafım var hele bi çömel Harbiden dokuz kardeşe değer HANİ DERMANIM HANİ DERMANIM BİZE YOL EYLE DEME BELALIM İKİ GÖZ VAR İKİSİDE DERMANIM AZER BABA VALLA ZORDAYIM Halodayı rap dünyasının başarılı isimlerindendir. Hakkında ise rap severler tarafından bir çok sorunun cevabı merak konusu! Kısaca şarkıları, albümleri, biyografi ve hayatı. Yapım: Barış Plak Yapımcı: Suna İlgin & Kıran Niko İlgin & İbrahim Halil İlgin Yapım Ortağı: Soy Yapım (Osman Yuvacı & Uğur Kalabaş) Söz Müzik: Halil Öztürk – Murat Çobanoğlu Prod By Pango Genel Koordinatör: Oğulcan Nihat (Ogi) Recording: Ayaz Kardeş Mixing: Okan Çam Mastering: Emrah Çelik Yönetmen: Tahsin Güney D.O.P: Yusufcan Güneş - İzzet Güneş Prodüksiyon: Berk Çetik Video Edit: Şahan Çulha Color: Ozan Okay Işık Şefi: Onur Karaca Kamera Asistanı: Barlas Aslan Cast : Hakan Ayvaz - Genç Casting Klip Mekan: Mega Müzik Dijital Pazarlama: Ferhat Erzurum Halodayı Kimdir? Halodayı rapçi, rap sanatçısı, müzisyen, söz yazarı. Üç kardeştir, ailenin en küçüğüdür. Kullandığı sahne ismi, dedesinin lakabıdır, bu nedenle bu isim ile yoluna devam etme kararı almıştır. Üniversite okuması durumunda Sinema Televizyon veya BESYO üzerine eğitim almayı düşünmektedir. Ayrıca eğitimini de yaşantısını da İstanbul’da sürdürmek istemektedir. Neden İstanbul sorusuna ise müzik şirketlerinin ve müzik piyasasının İstanbul’da daha iyi olması cevabını vermiş, ancak olmasa da olur diye sözlerini noktalamıştır. Halodayı aslen Şanlıurfa’lıdır. Şanlıurfa’da dünyaya gelmiştir. Halodayı Kaç Yaşında? Halodayı 20 yaşındadır, doğum tarihi 2003, doğum yeri Şanlıurfa. Halodayı Gerçek İsmi Nedir? Halodayı’nın gerçek ismi Halil Öztürk’tür. Halodayı, sevilen ve efsanevi sanatçı Azer Bülbül'ün proje albümünde yer alan "Aman Güzel Yavaş Yürü" isimli eseriyle müzik dünyasında unutulmaz bir buluşmaya imza atıyor. Müzik dünyasının farklı tarzlarını harmanlayarak, çağdaş ve geleneksel müziği birleştiriyor. Barış Müzik tarafından yayınlanacak, düzenlemesi Pango tarafından yapılan ve sözleri ile müziği Halodayı ve Rahmetli Azer Bülbül tarafından kaleme alınan bu şarkı, sizleri kendine hayran bırakacak. Bu özel proje, müzikseverlerin arayışında olduğu türden bir deneyim sunmayı hedefliyor. Hem rap müziğin enerjisini taşıyan Halodayı'nın yetenekleri hem de arabesk müziğin efsanevi ismi Azer Bülbül'ün benzersiz yorumuyla birleşen "Aman Güzel Yavaş Yürü", her iki sanatçının hayranları için unutulmaz bir anlam taşıyor. Ünlü Rapçi Halodayı Nevşehir'de Halodayı, son dönemin popüler şarkısı "aman güzel yavaş yürü" ile dikkatleri üzerine çekerken Nevşehir'de unutulmaz anlar yaşattı. Halodayı'dan Nevşehir Turu Nevşehir'in tarihi ve kültürel zenginliklerine hayran kalan ünlü rapçi Halodayı, şehirde kısa gezintilere çıktı. Bu gezinti sırasında pek çok hayranıyla karşılaşan sanatçı, onlara unutulmaz anlar yaşattı. İl merkezinde, Hukukçular Konağı'nı ziyaret etme fırsatını bulan Halodayı, burada lezzetli yemeklerin tadını çıkarırken işletmecisi Meryem Yalçın ile de samimi sohbetler gerçekleştirdi. Halodayı, "Nevşehir'in güzelliklerine hayran kaldım. Buradaki tarihi yapılar ve doğal güzellikler beni büyüledi." dedi. Belediyespor'dan Sürpriz Hediye Sohbetlerin ardından Nevşehir Belediyespor'un renklerini temsil eden forma, Meryem Yalçın tarafından Halodayı'ya hediye edildi. Sanatçı, bu jest karşısında oldukça mutlu oldu ve teşekkürlerini sundu. Halodayı Kimdir? Genç yaşta rap müziğiyle tanışan ve kısa sürede büyük bir hayran kitlesi edinen Halodayı, aslında Halil Öztürk ismiyle bilinir. 2003 Şanlıurfa doğumlu olan sanatçı, ailesinin en küçük ferdi. Sahne ismini ise dedesinin lakabından alıyor. Şanlıurfa'nın sıcak topraklarında yetişen bu genç yetenek, müzik sektöründe önemli bir yer edinmeye devam ediyor.

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CHP izmir’de kimler milletvekili Aday Adayı?

Cumhuriyet Halk Partisi (CHP), milletvekilliği aday adaylığı için belirlediği sürenin bugün dolmasıyla birlikte 210 kişinin başvurusunu kabul etti. Bu sayı, CHP tarihindeki en yüksek sayısı oldu. CHP, milletvekilliği aday adaylığı için erkeklerden 30 bin lira, kadınlar ve engellilerden ise 15 bin lira katkı ödeme istedi. CHP’li isimlerin arasında Atila Sertel, Tacettin Bayır, Murat Bakan, Ednan Arslan, Tuncay Özkan, Mahir Polat, Bedri Serter, Özcan Purçu, Kani Beko ve Kamil Okyay Sındır  bir önceki dönem Meclis’te görev almışlardı.

CHP'nin aday adayları

Rıfat Turuntay Nalbantoğlu, Gülseli Saatci, Safiye Zengin, Fecri Fikret Çelik, Tahsin Albayrak, Sema Pekdaş, Serpil Aşar, Kazım Yevimli, Tacettin Bayır, Murat Bakan, Ednan Arslan, Yusuf Serkan Çağlar, Eren Can Çelikkol, Güldem Atabay, Fulya Alçay, Sefer İpekci, Yaşar Erdoğdu, Adil Aydın, Ali Hıdır Uludağ, Menderes Çevrim, Gürsel Köse, Mürteza Çiçek, Birgül Değirmenci, Özgün Utku, Ahu Tahmilci Kalaycıoğlu, Mahir Alp, Mehmet Türkbay, Gürsel Özgür, Erkut Tamay, Saniye Nazik Işık, Zekiye Seda Sönmez, Sibel Uyar, İlker Alkız, Muhsin Kurt, Tapdık Emre Ökçün, Şahbal Aras, Serpil Öztürk, Devrim Barış Çelik, Mehmet Şakir Başak, Evren Laçin, Tuncay Özkan, Abdullah Cıstır, Ezgi Deniz Uranga, Şehmus Kayapınar, Ayşenur Demir, Kadircan Aydar, Nahide Demir, Musa Çam, Aydın Özcan, Selim Serdar Çağlı, Mehmet Sabri Fırat, Muhammet Ali Taşdemir, Birsel Yanılmaz Kaya, Kadir Çelenk, Ayşe Tuzlacı, Yüksel Yalova, Ali Yılmaz, Gökhan Yıldız, Misket Dikmen, Onur Utkan İlgi, Şevket Keser, Tahir Naci Akın, Canan Güllü, Mustafa Baydar, Zübeyde Nisa Karabacak, Ferhat Özmen, Levent Yetkin, Derya Tüjen, Haşim Koyun, Semiha Aslan Fletcher, Bekir Çakmak, Leman Deveci, Mahir Polat, Alev İldeniz, Nurgül Uçar Aktuğ, Selahattin Balta, Aytekin Yaz, Ekin Arık Özer, Hasan Sani Güneş, Emine Elgün, Murat Serdar Koç, Ebru Okay, Şener Akdemir, Umut Güngör, Armağan Tokdemir, Mustafa Ali Fırtına, Arif Fatih İlkeremek, Esin Doğan Metin, Mehmet Gönenç, Mahmut Eskiyörük, Ali Talay, Elfin Tataroğlu, Tanju Çelik, İsmail Altunkalem, Dursun Türkekul, Bedri Serter, Deniz Hozan, Engin Avunç, Çiğdem Kayacan, Özcan Durmaz, Fecri Alparslan, Ali Timis, Recep Çevik, Ilknur Ağaçdiken, Mehmet Can, Melike Özdemir Ballı, Emine Helil İnay Kınay, Filiz Taçbaş, Zeynel Tekin Hüseyin Şengül, Fisun Şenuzun Aykar , Rahmi Aşkın Türeli,  Nurşen Balçi, Ömer Mustafa Özal, Feyza Tiryaki, Melih Tiraş, Doğukan Demir, Taner Doğan, Sami Şen Kamil Okyay Sındır, Murtaza Çağlar, Hamdi Halis, Hakan Yazar, Öznur Kılıç, Alptuğ Sercan Gençtürk, Hüseyin Sabit Can, Bayram Ali Yukarı, Nehir Güler, Tanju Cenize,  Alaz Tan, Çeto Çamlıbel, Özgür Ali Karaduman, Muhammet Ibrahim Timur, Zafer Doğan, Ali Ihsan Akyol, Zekeriya Mutlu, Esma Armağan Ergün, Atilla Sertel, Mualla Akgün, Mustafa Kemal Öcal, Zeynep Altın, Nüsret Doğan Albayrak, Ismail Aysal, Turabi Değerli, Hüseyin Sezer, Cafer Konca, Alaaddin Kurt, Selma Saka, Ali Geyik, Emine Dendiz Başkurt, Hamdi Cemal Yilman, Faruk Bulut, Ayten Ekmekçi, Semra Canpolat, Şadiman Şenbalkan, Şafak Sol, Mehmet Salih Kadioğlu, Banu Özdemir Burak Kotan, Mehmet Necati Çetiner, Özcan Purçu, Hasan Arslan, Ayten Gülsever, Haci Ramazan Işıldak, Yaprak Yalçın, Osman Gölcük, Ibrahim Vural, Sevda Erdan Kılıç, Turgay Bozoğlu, Zeki Korkutata, Zait Yanar, Turgay Kaya, Ahmet Ersagun Yücel, Menekşe Ercan Pekel, Işıl Şanal Akgül, Halit Ensarioğlu, Erdoğan Çeçen, Aslı Ceren Tekışık, Dursun Yılmazkaraosmanoğlu, Ali Ercan, Ali Paşa Tan, Birsen Bayar, Aykut Teker, Mehmet Yıldız, Baran Seyhan, Serkan Demirel, Süleyman Sabri Polat, Mehmet Emin Nehrozoğlu, Kürşad Yılmaz, Onur Akın, Şevket Atalay Hakkaömeroğlu, Çağdaş Arslan, Nurettin Kizilkan, Deniz Yücel, Erdal Duman, Gülden Aslı Değirmenci Nilüfer Çınarlı Mutlu, Hüseyin Mutlu Akpınar Haydar Öztoprak, Nilay Kökkılınç, Altan İnanç, Sebahattin Özdemir, Hüseyin Saygili, Zeki Gürtürk Diyarbakir, Kani Beko,  Ibrahim Dönertaş, Yolcu Bilginç, Burak Akkol, Banu Gençkan, Orhan Selim Bayraktar. Read the full article

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Hey Kaya! Can I request something with Bariş Yilmaz where the reader and him are visiting his hometown and go to his parents's house to eat. Bariş giving every food to trying on to the point where reader is full but he still edges her to est more. With a lot of fluff (I hope what I wrote is cleansing enough)

Sending you all my love 🥰🤍

FEAST - BARIŞ ALPER YILMAZ

Barış feeding you until you’re full

Barış Alper Yılmaz x fem! reader

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The drive to Barış’s hometown had been filled with his stories about growing up, the mischief he got into as a kid, and the pride he felt for his roots.

I could see the excitement in his eyes as we pulled up to his parents' house, a charming old home nestled among blooming gardens. This was where it all began for him, and now, he was sharing it with me.

As soon as we stepped through the door, the warm, inviting smell of home-cooked food hit me, and I knew we were in for a treat.

His mother, a kind woman with a smile that could light up a room, greeted us with open arms. She pulled me into a tight hug as if she’d known me for years.

“Welcome! We’ve been waiting for you,” she said, her voice full of warmth as she ushered us into the dining room.

The table was already set with a colorful array of dishes, each one more appetizing than the last. There were mezes, salads, soups, grilled meats, and of course, the freshly baked bread that Barış had raved about the entire ride over.

My eyes widened at the sheer amount of food laid out before us.

“This looks amazing,” I said, turning to Barış with a grateful smile. “Your mom is incredible.”

“Wait until you taste everything,” he grinned, pulling out a chair for me. “You’re in for a real treat.”

We sat down, and before I could even reach for a piece of bread, Barış was already piling food onto my plate. “You have to try this,” he said, scooping a generous helping of a rich, creamy dish onto my plate. “And this—this is my favorite. You’ll love it.”

I laughed, trying to keep up with the mountain of food that was quickly accumulating in front of me. “Barış, slow down! I won’t be able to eat all of this.”

“You have to at least try everything,” he insisted, his eyes sparkling with excitement. “How else will you know what you like?”

I took a bite of the first dish he’d given me, a savory blend of eggplant and lamb, and my taste buds practically danced. “Wow, this is incredible,” I said, savoring the flavors.

Barış’s face lit up with pride. “I knew you’d like it. Here, try this one next.”

And so it went—he kept filling my plate, urging me to try each dish, his enthusiasm contagious.

I could see how much it meant to him to share this part of his life with me, and I didn’t have the heart to say no, even as I began to feel the familiar fullness creeping in.

“Barış, I don’t think I can eat much more,” I finally admitted, laughing as I patted my stomach. “I’m stuffed.”

But he just smiled and picked up another spoonful of something new. “Just one more bite, I promise. You have to try this dessert. It’s my mom’s specialty.”

His mother, who had been watching us with amusement, chimed in, “It’s true, dear. You must try it. It’s Barış’s favorite since he was a little boy.”

I couldn’t say no to both of them, so I accepted the small portion of dessert he offered—a sweet, syrupy pastry that melted in my mouth with the first bite.

“Okay, this might be my favorite now, too,” I admitted, leaning back in my chair, completely satisfied.

Barış looked at me with a soft smile, his eyes full of love. “I’m glad you like it here,” he said quietly, reaching over to take my hand. “It means a lot to me.”

“I love it,” I replied, squeezing his hand. “And I love that you’re sharing all of this with me.”

His mother beamed at us from across the table, clearly pleased with how everything had turned out. “You two are so sweet together,” she said warmly. “Barış, you’ve found a good one.”

“I know,” he said, his voice full of sincerity. “I’m the luckiest guy in the world.”

After dinner, we sat together, sipping on tea and talking about everything and nothing. Barış’s father joined us, sharing stories of Barış’s childhood that had us all laughing until our sides hurt.

The love and warmth in this house were palpable, and I felt like I belonged here, right beside Barış, in this place that had shaped him into the man I loved.

As the evening wound down, Barış leaned in close, whispering in my ear, “Thank you for being here with me. I couldn’t imagine sharing this with anyone else.”

“Me neither,” I whispered back, resting my head on his shoulder.

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