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@berkanxyilmaz
meet berkan yilmaz,
🎂 when he was born: april 5th, 1990 🗺️ where he's from: salem, oregon 🏡 how long he's been in town: 1 year ✈️ when he moved: march 2025 📌 where you'll find him: emerald mist, kismet harbor, oregon 💼 where he works: legal lighthouse ❤️ who's he with: no one 🪞 who he looks like: kerem bürsin 🔗 wanted connections: coworkers, neighbors, friends
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closed starter for @lailaxmir
"Laila." Berkan said, a smile coming to the usually stoic man's face. It had been a while since he saw the woman and he found she was one of the few people he had grown to like in the town. "Enjoying the day?" He asked as he looked around the park. It was still nice out, but he knew the rain was coming any day now. "At least while we still can, right?"
closed starter for @nazlixceyhan
Once again, Berkan and Nazli were out of town for a court hearing and they found themselves in Portland. The drive over was quiet as the tension between them was still very clear almost seven months later. He tried filling it just by songs on the radio, but he could feel the tension in the car. As they got closer to the city, the wind was picking up quiet a bit, but he didn't think anything of it. As they got to the law firm they had a meeting at, the wind was getting worse through the city. They got inside fine and started up the elevator when suddenly the power went out and the elevator stopped. He moved to click the button, but nothing happened. He clicked the emergency button as well, but still nothing. "This is just fantastic." He said and tried the buttons again.
"Thanks." Cohen nodded, reaching to turn down the radio he'd been blaring moments prior, his daughter's car seat in the back of the Bronco, secured with a seatbelt. He still wasn't used to having one back there as they'd always kept a car seat in Courtney's car; it was only recently they'd purchased a second in the off chance they ever needed it. They were cruising for a bit, taking the turn Cohen knew would get them to the main road of the town when the other asked how long he'd been in town. "A little over three years." he admitted with a shrug. "Oddly enough though, we don't all know the higher end places in town, dude." There was a hint of irritation in the male's voice, and while Cohen normally would've kicked him out of his car for the mere fact his attitude sucked, Cohen liked to consider himself a better person these days. @berkanxyilmaz
Berkan noticed the car seat and made note of it. He felt a little bad for judging the man a little and knew now he would take his business to Lucy's Auto. He may look and act cold, but there was still parts of him that was his old sweet self when it came to kids and helping out families. "It's a small town." He commented, but he wasn't going to say much more. Especially because he didn't know everywhere himself. Glancing back again at the car seat, he looked at Cohen. "How old is your kid?" @cohenblake
Nazli kept her gaze on Berkan, watching as there was a faint smirk playing at his lips. "Yeah, maybe you should have." Her tongue wet her lips and this time she forced herself to look away. It was a hard task to do, harder than it should have been considering they were just colleagues. "I hope you end up enjoying the rest of your night, Berkan." She stated rather flatly, her attention returning to him only momentarily as she looked to the bar. Internally, she was hoping for her order to be ready. @berkanxyilmaz
For a moment, he watched her. The tension between them had only increased in the months after New Year's Eve. He knew it was on him as he refused to talk about it and he couldn't say he blamed her for being this way with him. He had created this. He just took his drink and straightened up before nodding. "You too, Nazli." And with that, he walked away. @nazlixceyhan
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He took a deep breath. "Usually the latter." Berkan said, moving his glass in a circle and the liquid inside swirling around. He did love his sister, but this was definitely making her a pain in his ass. As she asked him what he liked to read, he shrugged. "Mostly classic literature. Some newer things, but I like Harper Lee, Henry James, or Edgar Allen Poe." He didn't read too much newer stuff, but sometimes he would dabble in it. He nodded as she listed her hobbies. "Definitely is an expensive hobby." He shuffled in his seat. "What do you bake?" @monetrousseau
"I can't say I understand that feeling personally but you know, I know enough about siblings to know that they're literally only born to be a pain in the ass. That's why I'm happy I grew up as an only child." As far as she knew she were an only child; she hadn't talked to her parents in many years at this point. Not since she'd been kicked out at seventeen. And despite living with her grandmother she didn't ask about them, even if she did talk to them weekly. "Edgar Allen Poe was my favorite in high school." she admitted, having signed up for a poetry club specifically because she'd loved his work so much. "Annabell Lee still makes me emotional if I think about it for too long." she paused, eyes shifting from the hole she'd been staring in the table towards the other. "As for baking-" a pause. "Whatever I have all the ingredients for." she admitted. "Pastry type things seem to be my specialty though." @berkanxyilmaz
Cohen nodded, letting his smile widen a little. "Fair enough." he stated, leaving it at that. He'd been serious, but, he didn't blame the other for agreeing to just take it somewhere else if Lucy's didn't take care of him. Yet within the blink of an eye Cohen was starting the Bronco, nodding as the other said he lived in the Modern Heights condos. "I think I know where that is." he nodded, truthfully not having a clue. "I at least know where Emerald Mist is so if I can get us there you may have to lead me the rest of the way." he stated. Sure, he had a GPS system on his phone, but Cohen wasn't one that loved using it. He much preferred to find things on his own. @berkanxyilmaz
As he sat in the man's Bronco, Berkan nodded after taking a breath. "I'll give you directions." He said and put his seat belt on. It had been a long time since he was in a vehicle like this. Honestly, it was his former best friend that would drive him around campus in a similar car and all he wanted to do was get out of it as soon as possible. "How long have you been in town exactly?" He asked curiously; wondering how Cohen didn't know where Modern Heights was, but then again, Berkan didn't know everywhere in town either after a year. He was just grumpy and finding more things to poke at. @cohenblake
Frankie had an inkling of a feeling that the other didn't want to be there. Though, that was because of the grumble that left his lips. It was obvious, but she didn't feel like calling him out on it. Not yet, anyway. Frankie listened, nodding her head along to his words. "Wow, that's impressive work." Though she doubted that was the first time he had heard that. "I'm in a band with my sister and I'm also a horse trainer at Equestrian Estates." Frankie told him, knowing that the two didn't seem like they'd mix at all as career choices. @berkanxyilmaz
He nodded. "It can be." He agreed with the younger woman. "A band? I didn't realize any bands lived up here." Not that there was something wrong with that. He was sure in Portland there were loads and this was close so maybe it was better making the commute, if that's what they did. And instead of asking any follow up questions, he settled in awkward small talk until the time was done and he was off to another date. @frankiexcalloway
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Unfortunately. The word hung heavily between the two of them, but she didn't know why. They hadn't even talked about the kiss from New Year's Eve. They'd become too good at dancing around the subject and for a moment, she thought she was starting to move on from the thoughts plaguing her mind about it. "Ah, sister's are good for that." And in that moment, she was grateful that her siblings didn't do that. Though, she knew that there were other things going on in their life that were more important than Nazli's dating life. "No," she shook her had, "it didn't feel genuine to me, to meet someone like this." @berkanxyilmaz
He nodded. "A little too good." He said, thanking the bartender as his drink was sat down in front of him and he downed it quickly. He was going to work after this, but now he was thinking that he was going to just drink. "The ten minutes of talking to someone doesn't feel genuine?" He joked a bit, a smirk playing at his lips before he looked over at her. "I should've used that." @nazlixceyhan
"Ah, siblings." Monet laughed, despite the fact she didn't have any herself. She had plenty of friends that had and her and her best friend were close enough she'd considered her a sister more than a friend anyways. "Looking out for you or being a pain in the ass?" she questioned. Yet as the other gave her a shortened answer, she nodded. She wasn't going to force conversation if he wasn't going to give her more but she certainly wasn't going to sit here and waste her time either. "Oh reading's fun." Granted Monet hadn't read anything in awhile; but the other didn't have to know that. "What do you like to read?" Another question before she replied. "I like baking, singing." she spoke. "I'm kind of into fashion but not making clothes, more on the end of buying them and piecing things together than making them. It's my most expensive hobby." @berkanxyilmaz
He took a deep breath. "Usually the latter." Berkan said, moving his glass in a circle and the liquid inside swirling around. He did love his sister, but this was definitely making her a pain in his ass. As she asked him what he liked to read, he shrugged. "Mostly classic literature. Some newer things, but I like Harper Lee, Henry James, or Edgar Allen Poe." He didn't read too much newer stuff, but sometimes he would dabble in it. He nodded as she listed her hobbies. "Definitely is an expensive hobby." He shuffled in his seat. "What do you bake?" @monetrousseau
Nodding, Cohen pulled out his phone, finalizing anything he needed to with the shop, finalizing the tow and getting ready to take the other to wherever he was headed. Home, he'd assumed. Unfortunately Cohen didn't know where that was. "I promise you won't be disappointed, and if you are come ask for Cohen Blake. I'll personally give you my next two pay checks." he stated. He was so confident in the service at his workplace he'd bet money on it. As he just did. The conversation about newer cars continued as the both of them were in the car, which only left once the other's car was leaving as well. "It's a load of bullshit if you ask me." he exhaled. "Part of the reason I've always been a classic car guy, which you can't really tell based on my Bronco." he shrugged. "Where we headed?" he questioned. "You're the only one that knows the directions to your place, man." @berkanxyilmaz
The offer of the paychecks got a genuine laugh from Berkan. There was no reason he would ever need the man's paycheck as he probably got paid more, but it was funny to have it suggested to him. "I, uh, appreciate the offer, but it's not necessary. If I'm disappointed, I'll go elsewhere." He told the man, but hoped he wasn't disappointed since it was one of the few mechanic places in town. Looking at the man's vehicle, he nodded. "It's definitely something." He stated before taking a breath. "I live in the Modern Heights condos in Emerald Mist." @cohenblake
Frankie had spending a lot of time with Micah and yet, she still found herself at speed dating. She had signed up before her feelings for the other had developed and it felt too rude to back out now. She didn't think anything would come of it, if she were being honest. But, it would be a good way to market herself, at least that's what she was hoping. When someone sat down across from, she curled her lips into a smile. "Hi, Berkan." She steadied her gaze on him, "I'm Frankie Calloway." The blonde introduced herself in return. "What do you do for a living, Berkan?" @berkanxyilmaz
"Nice to meet you." Berkan said as he sat, though at this point it was becoming more of a grumble coming from him than anything. He was growing more and more tired of being here and he could just leave, but he chose to stay. After settling, he looked at the younger woman. "I'm a family lawyer at Legal Lighthouse. I represent kids mostly during custody cases or when they're in foster care." He explained. "What do you do?" @frankiexcalloway
"It does." Monet nodded, mimicking the other's actions and taking a sip of the drink that she had picked up. "I'm not great with small talk, so I'll try not to bore you." she laughed. "Do you do this sort of thing often?" she questioned. "I mean I haven't been back in town very long so I can't say that I am familiar with everything they do in this town, but, I figured I'd give it a shot. Even if it's just to meet new people." she paused. "What do you usually do for fun?" @berkanxyilmaz
He shook his head. "I don't. My sister got me to do this." And it was something he was going to give her hell about doing the second he got out of there. He took another drink and he shrugged. "I don't. I work." Berkan told her, being silent for a moment then something inside him told him to say more. "When I get a chance, I read." He shifted in his seat. "What about you?" @monetrousseau
He nodded and started pulling up the app to order some food. Normally, he would have Nazli do it, but right now he needed that extra distraction so he didn't mind it. Berkan was about to click on what he wanted when she brought up New Year's Eve. He took a deep breath and put his phone down. She wasn't wrong, they both had been pretending, but he didn't think either would discuss it. And yet, here they were. "Is there something specific you wanted to talk about with that night?" He asked her. @nazlixceyhan
Was there something specific that she wanted to talk about in regard to that night? Nazli couldn't believe that he was even asking her that question. "No." She tensed her jaw, clenching it as she spoke the singular word. "No, nothing at all." She answered once more, as if to convince herself of the sentiment more than anything. "I, uh, actually, I should just get going." Nazli spun on her heels, tears welling in the corners of her eyes as she stepped out of the office. @berkanxyilmaz
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✦ closed starter for @berkanxyilmaz ✦ based on: ⏱️| where monet participates in a speed dating event
“I think you can tell a lot about someone in the first few minutes… not from what they say, but what they don’t. So I guess I’m curious which kind of person you are.” Monet asked. The question was a bit forward she knew but she was curious. And sometimes getting straight to the point was the best way to accomplish anything. "I personally am someone that prefers to sit in silence but I guess that's not something you can do here."
Berkan's fingers ran against his glass. He had gotten his first glass of bourbon after the send woman he saw and was slowly nursing it; even though he was beginning to thinking down the rest of it as the evening progressed. "Do you?" He asked as she spoke and took a deep breath. "That you can't." Even though he wanted to sit in silence more than anything. He could really kill his sister right now. "Kinda defeats the purpose." @monetrousseau
starter for @berkanxyilmaz
location: cedar grill and lounge
|| where nazli runs into berkan after speed dating concludes
Nazli had been working on her classes all day. Assignment after assignment was either prepped to be started or finished. Her note layout was copy and pasted on her Google Docs so that she could jump right into the next lecture. However, her stomach growling loudly in her own apartment had her looking at the time. The sun had long set along the Oregon coast and she realized that she had not eaten all day. Placing her work to the side, she opened up the fridge. Bare minimum. She didn't remember the last time that she had gone to the store. A sigh fell from her lips out of frustration but then she swiftly grabbed her bag, jacket and keys. Cedar Grill and Lounge was nearby and would be able to quickly give her food. When she arrived, Nazli found that it was packed and she was weaving between people just to get to the bar. "What's going on?" She asked the bartender, a crease forming between her brows. "Speed dating." He answered, pushing a menu in her direction before going off to serve someone else.
Nazli sat down on the stool, picking it up and glancing over it when she felt goosebumps crawling against her skin. Only one person could get a response out of her like that. She looked up, spotting Berkan approaching the bar. Nazli's crease grew and she popped up from the stool, menu in hand. "Berkan," she stated his name confidently, "did you partake in speed dating?"
Berkan had spotted her the second she walked in. He was sitting with a woman, Rose?, and of course Nazli caught his eye. He tried hard focusing on the date, his glances kept going over to her, until it was finally time for him to be done and he stood to go over the bar. "A refill, please." He said as he put his glass down that once held bourbon and he looked at Nazli. "Unfortunately." He said as he leaned against the bar. "My sister signed me up for it." He looked her over a moment then his eyes went back to her eyes. "You didn't participate?" @nazlixceyhan
closed event starter for @berkanxyilmaz
"Hi! Wow." Rosa laughed, her eyes set on the man as soon as he walked up to the table. "You look distracted, or am I wrong? Long session just now?" She mused, hoping it'd serve enough as an icebreaker. Sliding her glass of wine to the side, she then held her hand up towards the other. "I am Rosa." The introduction fell between them, her wineglass soon between fingertips, brought to her lips. "Are you having a good time?"
The second Berkan heard the woman, he took a deep breath and blinked slowly. The cheerfulness of the woman put him off. Maybe these dates had been long sessions, like she said. "Something like that." He said and sat down across from the woman before taking her hand. "Berkan." He said and shook her hand, taking a sip of his bourban before putting the glass down on the table. "This isn't really my type of thing." He admitted to the woman, his eyes moving towards the bar where Nazli sat, his heart skipping a beat a little bit. He then looked back at Rosa and forced a smile. "How about yourself?" @rosadelavega
