alperen duymaz & he/him / cis man ‷ watch out , alev özberk has crash-landed into roswell !! they look thirty years old and celebrate their birthday on august 24th . they are from ankara, turkey, reside in tripp’s trailer park and are currently working as odd jobber & dealer. one thing you should know about them is he suffers from severe ptsd after a near-death experience.
tw: death, drugs, overdose, car accident, blood.
FULL NAME: alev zoltan özberk.
NICKNAMES: lev, zoltan.
PARENTS: fahir ( biological father, deceased ) & misra özberk ( adoptive mother, alive ).
SIBLINGS: one younger half-sister.
ZODIAC: leo.
AGE: thirty.
GENDER & PRONOUNS: cis man & he / him.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: pansexual, panromantic.
RELATIONSHIP STATUS: single.
OCCUPATION: odd jobber, dealer.
PERSONALITY TRAITS: protective, reliable, sharp-witted, determined. volatile, melancholic, skeptical, temperamental.
MENTAL HEALTH: PTSD; constant nightmares.
about alev.
Alev was born as a result of an affair between an important businessman and some random woman in the early 90′s. It was Fahir’s greatest desire to have someone to pass his legacy onto, have an heir that’d carry on all his conquests, and despite being a married man, his wife was never able to give him children. Until Alev’s mother came around and fulfilled that dream of his.
Fahir offered the woman the world for the boy, knowing well that a nobody like her would never be able to provide Alev the life he deserved. As the son of Özberk, he was fit to be a king. But the young woman didn’t want to give up on her precious baby, she was willing to fight for him. Still, Fahir was a much more powerful man and he would usually always get what he wanted. It wasn’t much different when it came down to his son. Before Alev was even a year old, his mother had a fatal overdose that resulted in her death. She didn’t have any history of drug abuse nor any marks on her body that could indicate previous usage but her death was ruled as nothing but an accidental overdose. She was a nobody after all, right? After that, Alev was raised by Fahir and his wife.
Growing up, he had everything. He was spoiled rotten by his parents and they’d always find ways to clean up after him whenever he’d start wreaking havoc. Still, his actual relationship with them was never good. The rumors about how he was brought into the world were all he’d hear about as a child and it got stuck to him, made him feel less, made him feel worthless, nothing but the bastard son of a drug addict. It only worsened when his younger sister came around, the legitimate daughter of Fahir Özberk, and the family relocated to America. But it was never about her, Alev loved his little sister more than anyone in the world. She was his best friend and even with their distance nowadays, there’s still absolutely nothing he wouldn’t do for her.
As he grew older and despite the fact he was his father’s favorite to take over his “throne”, Alev became more and more disconnected from his family and started to walk into a very dangerous path of destruction at the age of twenty. He made some friends, not the good kind of friends, and they sucked him into their violent games. That’s when he found himself in Corpus Christi for the first time. And that path only became more insane as he delved into it until he was snatched right out by his father, knowing that if something like that would leak to the public eye, the Özberk reputation would be over. But Alev didn’t care, he didn’t give a shit about that. But he did care about his sister and if something were to threaten her safety, he wouldn’t know what to do with himself.
So he retracted, went back home, even started working in his father’s company as a way to please him after his shenanigans in Texas. And things were good for a while, peaceful even, which was something Alev just wasn’t used to. But that was just the calm before the storm, before his life took an unexpected turn that he hadn’t been able to fix since. He thought he had his shit together, he had a great career, he was fucking happy for once, but his world came crashing down on him when he received an anonymous letter saying that his biological mother’s death wasn’t an accident, that she wasn’t some junkie like he had thought all his life, it was all planned by Fahir Özberk himself. Alev still doesn’t know where the letter came from but all the proof he needed in order to believe what it said was there, including very vivid pictures of the woman’s dead body.
All the pent up anger he harbored for his father over the years came out all at once and he marched up towards his house looking for answers. All it took was one look at the older man to know that it was all true. Needless to say, Alev didn’t talk to his father after that.
Two years passed and he found himself falling back into his older days of feeling destructive. He completely ruined his life, his career, throwing everything he fought for out the window just like that. His whole life had been a complete lie, anyways. Feeling hurt and hopeless, Alev returned to Corpus Christi like a lost puppy, trying to find a new direction in his life but instead only drowning himself in different ways to numb out the pain. He completely lost his sense of reality during that time and it was the worst he’d ever felt. At least, for a while.
Somewhere in between that, the powerful Fahir Özberk was involved in a car accident and passed away from the injuries caused. His will stated that his son, Alev, would be named the new CEO of his company but it was clear that he didn’t want anything to do with that anymore and passed it on to his sister. Such action was looked down by all of those who were familiar with the Özberk’s and for a time, they saw Alev’s refusal as an insult to everything his father had previously done for him. Rumors even stated that Alev, the black sheep, had caused Fahir’s death but nobody ever bought that soap opera bullshit.
He eventually was able to get back on his feet, finding solace in the gang he now called a family. The life he lived wasn’t the one he pictured for himself but at least it had been his choice, he was the one in control now. And in the midst of that, just as he found a meaning to his miserable life again, he would meet someone. Alev would fall in love for the first time, growing so attached to that person so quickly it scared him to death. Their relationship, like their passion, burned bright and fast and he as if he had found his soulmate, his twin flame in that person, and that’s something he still unfortunately believes in. Though what they had wasn’t always healthy, or anywhere near perfect due to the dangerous life he lead, Alev swore to protect them as long as he was alive.
Yet, as all things in his life, that ended on a bitter note. With a blood stained shirt and ears ringing from the bullets, Alev was left for dead as the person he loved left them behind.
A scar marks his right shoulder as a reminder of that day but he made it out alive. And now, months later after spending innumerous nights being awoken abruptly due to his constant nightmares, he decided to sought after his ex. Whether he’s coming for closure or something else, it’s unknown. But to be quite honest, he’s not even sure himself of what he wants anymore.
wanted connections.
