heroic mind

“What flares up fast, extinguishes soon.” Ecrin Avci he/him 33 || Business/Contract Law

[ecrinavci]

full name: Ecrin Avci gender & pronouns: cismale he/him age & date of birth: 33, September 2nd 1989 where do they live: Downtown, with Aiyla time living in bradford springs: 1 Month occupation: Self Employed Business Lawyer positive traits: Confident, Dignified, Helpful negative traits: Immodest, Meddlesome, Prejudiced 

Ecrin was born and raised in Long Beach, California. His family are successful and wealthy. It was a strict childhood where they were expected to maintain the standard. 

Ecrin was the youngest out of the Avci boys so when @aiylaxavci came along he loved being a big brother. He’s very protective of her but they’re also very competitive with one another.

He doesn’t like Hakan very much because he thought his relationship with Aiyla moved far too quickly. 

Ecrin has only moved to Bradford Springs because Hakan has, he wants to stop Aiyla and Hakan from ever reconciling. He’s only told Aiyla that he’s here for a short time for business reasons lol.

Ecrin is a spoiled brat in a lot of ways but it’s not noticeable. He definitely prefers to have everything exactly the way he likes it and is a sore loser. 

Prefers to be around people of the same social circle as him, so you’d never catch him in Valentine’s or a sports bar. 

He likes to help people but this is probably because he enjoys the glory.

Ecrin Knows Best 24/7 he literally cannot ever be wrong about anything. As you can imagine, Monopoly nights with the Avcis was not a fun time.

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tiana:

where: neue

who: @ecrinavci​​

The little meetups and dinners were starting to become more regular though they never called it a date out loud. Just two close friends enjoying each other’s company. Meanwhile she couldn’t stop the flutters in her stomach whenever he was around, as much as she chastised herself for it. Not because she was mad that she still had very real feelings for Ecrin, but because she felt like a lovestruck teenager. It was embarrassing as a grown woman to be so hung up on a guy. For actual years. Tiana handed her menu to the server after they were done taking her order and she had no choice other than to look at Ecrin or the table. It was blatantly obvious, once again, that he wasn’t just any guy. She smiled at her thought and lifted her wine glass to take a quick sip. “Oh,” she said as the server made their exit. “I forgot to tell you I’ve run into some of your family. Of course I see Kemal at work but he came to say hello outside of all that.” Tiana breathed out a small chuckle. Gosh, he has pretty eyes. She stopped herself from staring. “I don’t think distance has made them like me any more than before.”

It’s not dating if you don’t call it one, and that’s precisely why Ecrin isn’t exactly confused about the friendly rendezvous that himself and Tiana keep sharing. It’s better and easier this way, lest his parents discover he has gone back to a relationship that they didn’t exactly agree on. Besides, Ecrin is convinced that himself and Tiana are better as friends, their schedules and focus on careers have and always will be in the way. “Oh.” Ecrin responds at first as he laughs, dabbing the corner of his mouth with the napkin and he continues to chew. “I take it, not a very nice hello.” he adds, and then clicks his tongue. Kemal will always be Kemal, and it’s a wonder the older brother has a social life at all. Then again, he doesn’t think he does. “I’m sorry for him, I think I’ve said that a million times lately. Not just to you.” he chuckles, even though he knows it’s a serious matter. “How bad was it? Or, easy to ignore? Sometimes ignoring is the best way, but it does bother him more.”

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kemal

there’s no rest for the wicked, kemal thinks to himself as he arrives at his parent’s home on his lunch break and completes several business calls on his way too. he slides his phone into his pocket as he hears another car pull into the driveway and he slows his walk to turn and see ecrin. “what have i done?” he asks back, confused at the sudden animosity spitting from his brother. they never used to be this way, and kemal has made it clear several times that ecrin has done the best in comparison to their sisters. at least ecrin studied law and pursued a worthy career. “that’s funny because i have mother’s text right here about making sure the maid hasn’t stolen anything.” he lifts his phone back from his pocket and points his other finger at it stiffly. “you’re not sleeping with the maid are you?” kemal laughs.

“You’re...” Ecrin shuts off his engine and exits the car, as it’s far better to have the childish dispute without calling from the driver’s seat. “You’re always...everywhere.” he scoffs, waving a hand towards Kemal with an expression of distaste. His older brother is what Ecrin can only describe as a lingering smell. “They have cameras for that, so I don’t believe you.” he pushes his way towards the door, retrieving the keys from his pocket and beginning to filter through to find the right one. He turns with offence briefly, rolling his eyes at Kemal. Once the door is opened, Ecrin is gone and it’s like a silent race between two brothers to be the best one for their parents. He even gives a little wave to the cameras. "They’re probably watching.” he mumbles as he hears Kemal enter.

[ecrinavci]

closed starter, avci parent’s home @kemalxavci​

While it isn’t obvious from Ecrin’s perma-frown when speaking to Isra and Aiyla, he much prefers the company of his sisters. Living in Kemal’s shadow has been a constant from the moment he was born, driving a wedge between the Avci sons which is plain to see. After receiving the notice that their parents are spending a long vacation in Italy, Ecrin takes it upon himself to attempt being a doting son and keep their house in check while they’re gone. Kemal, of course, is already in the drive way as he pulls in to park. “Kem. Why are you here?” he lowers his window, glaring to his older brother. “They asked me to check on the plants.” he lies for leverage, his right to be there and earn the brownie points Kemal is trying to get hold of. “You should remove your nose once in a while and give it a little clean.”

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lucky

where: edison high school

who: @ecrinavci​

They were an odd pair. Lucky can’t remember how they ended up talking and why they continued to meet up from time to time while they were in California, but they did. Lucky liked having a clean cut, responsible friend that could show him what life on the other side was like. He tried to email him whenever he remembered and send sweet pictures of his travels or tournaments he was in. Seeing him at the shelter reminded Lucky of an idea he had that he wanted to run by him. “Hey yo, Ecrin, m'dude,” he greeted the other man while jogging over to him. “You got some time, right? Because we all do obviously, duh. But I totally wanted to get your smart businessman opinion on something.”

Lucky is not somebody Ecrin would actively choose as a friend. His exact personality is the blueprint of Californian stereotypes, which Ecrin has made plenty of jokes out of too. However, there’s something endearing about Lucky even if mildly stressful for the overly organized Avci. Lucky has reminded Ecrin on many occasions to slow down, perhaps unintentionally but it is why he appreciates him secretly. “You know, this might be the only time I am excited to hear what you have to say.” he smiles, because the boredom of the evacuation means Lucky’s strangely wired brain will be an amusement instead of frustration. “What’s the question this time? Why can’t we use banana peels as ice skates?”

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tiana

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“I suppose you’re right about that. I am still getting used to it.” Going from a cluster of so many big cities to one with a population lower than her graduating class was interesting. She did enjoy the quieter side of things, however. Her cheeks flushed for a moment as a genuine smile spread across her lips. “Thank you, I am excited to dive into everything.” There was plenty to study and get familiar with from what she heard so far. Her eyes moved from his face down to her now empty fiddling hands, unsure what to do with them. “I guess so, I’ll be proud when I get a gavel.” Because that was always the goal, she was not going to allow herself to be satisfied in her career until then.

There were butterflies tying knots in her stomach. It was strange how confident she was in practically every situation, but in front of Ecrin she was suddenly shy and so nervous she could hardly form a coherent thought. “I think we both got the workaholic gene.” Tiana let out an awkward chuckle and shrugged her shoulders. She felt like he was trying to find a way out of the conversation, maybe he didn’t want to see her at all. Was she coming on too strong? Maybe all of this was a mistake. Tiana wondered if it would be too late to go back to California, get her old job back. “Um, a little over a week? This is quite the welcome to town, I have never seen this much snow in my life.” Another awkward laugh followed. “So, how’s your, um, family? Where are you working nowadays?”

Ecrin can’t place his feeling of pride or happiness for Tiana. He knows that she’s a capable and driven woman but there’s a small twist of sadness that she was able so soar so high without him in her life, as if when he was beside her he was ultimately holding her back. “For what it’s worth, I think you’ll be exactly what this town needs.” he chuckles, knowing her force to be reckoned with. He notes her smile and the flush across her cheeks and in turn her awkwardness bounces right back for Ecrin to embody. He shifts around strangely, trying to look anywhere but directly into her eyes. They were happy once, he remembers even if the sparse timings ended up being their downfall. 

“I think that’s putting it lightly too.” He laughs at her comment, nodding to the truth of it. It is exactly what burned them and left them both with many unanswered what ifs. In hindsight, there are a lot of things Ecrin knows he could do differently. He wants to apologize for his past misjudgments and how he made the careless mistake to not appreciate what he had. His mouth opens to speak and then closes, before another nervous chuckle takes the place where words should be. “You brought the bad weather with you. Like an omen.” he teases her, and wonders if that joke is too strong for their new...acquaintance? “No but in all seriousness, they just come and they go here. Won’t be long until we can escape this place.” he adds, and then wonders if he’s made the conversation too serious. “They’re um...Avcis. I own the spa now, and work with Aiyla so as you can imagine I’m probably closer to a nervous breakdown than I ever have been.” 

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aiyla

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Even though Aiyla seemed bitter towards her brother, deep down she was thankful for all the doubts he planted in her head. Because they weren’t really planted by him. Ecrin confirmed Aiyla’s own suspicions, and Isra did too. They validated her concerns about the relationship with Hakan. However, saying thank you was not possible for Aiyla Avci. So, she scoffed at him and turned her nose up with a lift of her head. “Yes, every brother tries to control who their sister marries. That’s normal.” she dug a little deeper, finding it more difficult to throw accusations around when it came to this topic. “They can do what they want, and I’m sure you’ll be just fine putting on a fake smile to Hakan when they do. I don’t care.”

Ecrin doesn’t expect thanks for helping Aiyla be free from the controlling grip of Hakan’s abnormally large hands. However, her attitude always causes him to crinkle his nose and recoil. He ends up wishing his sister could show a small bit of humility and gratitude. He would even settle for a simple thanks. “Oh come on, you know as well as I do that nobody controlled you.” he groans back to Aiyla, a look of pure judgment on his face. “Can’t you make up your mind? I either ruined your marriage, or you never wanted to marry him anyways?” Ecrin laughs, knowing exactly why his sister can’t admit that she needed help. “If they invite him, I won’t be showing up. I think I hate him more than you claim to...when you’re not claiming the marriage got stolen from you.”

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madi:

“oh, ecrin!” madi doesn’t see him until he speaks, but she smiles as if she is happy for the chance encounter. she has always been a good actress, which is a statement madi will stand by even if she didn’t get the part for blond college girl no.2 for the new scream movies. she totally did pass as a college student. rude. “nope, i literally forgot that i’m rich. i guess the country air is making me feel…not rich or something.” she laughs extravagantly. “but no worries, just means more of a chance for us to catch up. how’s the spa?”

Ecrin believes his sister’s friend is the perfect example how money can’t buy someone common sense or any class. Of course, he also believes that he is a good example of class and chooses to ignore his usual tactlessness. “Hopefully the country air will make our conversations more tolerable.” Ecrin grins, speaking kindly despite his features barely twisting into a smile. “I’m sure you’d be able to tell me more about the spa I own than I can. Since, you’re there every day.” He wishes Madi would be less obvious with her arrivals, not because he cares about her using the facilities but because he can always hear her voice. Every. single. time. “How’s the new...beauty thing you were launching?” Ecrin then asks before pausing. “Oh, I’m sorry. That’s your sister.”

[ecrinavci]

closed starter, high school with @madixlauder​

Ecrin is used to not enjoying the company of many Aiyla’s friends. Especially Madisyn. There’s something about her voice that’s...irritating. A nice enough woman, if not too eccentric for his taste. He does a good job at avoiding pleasantries with Madi, unable to imagine anything worse than small talk with the Lauder heiress. Just as he thinks this, her blonde hair whizzes before him and Ecrin takes a stifled breath in surprise. “Jes...Madi.” he coughs, hiding his annoyed expression with a tight lipped smile. “Aiyla said something about both of you jetting away to avoid the storm. I guess that didn’t quite work out.” Evidently, he thinks to himself. As he hasn’t been spared a moments peace from his sister or her loud friend.

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aiyla

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“Almost.” Aiyla snapped at him, shooting a hard look to Ecrin. “Suddenly you care if I think you’re meddling? Brother dearest, that has never stopped you before.” she scoffed, returning to read the magazine. She could only scan over the pictures because the conversation was frustrating her more and more. In the end she had to flip the magazine closed and lean her arms over it as she moved in to Ecrin. “Do whatever you want, because I know you will regardless. In fact, if I said don’t speak to him, it’d make you want to even more.” Aiyla raised a brow. “Do you think I’m going to be swept away by his charm again? Thank you for the confidence, Ecrin.”

How can Ecrin let Aiyla know he’s simply looking out for her? When his sister takes everything that isn’t praise or a compliment as an insult to her character. He sighs loudly through her words, rudely waving his hand to dismiss them. “I’m not a meddler, despite you trying to convince me that I am. I was doing what every brother would.” he defends himself with a tone that’s as equally proud as it is stern. “I’m not hearing you say the right things.” Ecrin adds, moving back in his seat as Aiyla leans into his space. He’s not scared of her, but he knows she’s not above a quick swipe of hand. “If he doesn’t leave you alone will you speak up? Come to me or Isra? And are you prepared for mom and dad to be inviting him around for dinner every week and sing his praises?” he shrugs, knowing that the Avci parents were the biggest fans of Hakan and Aiyla.

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tiana​:

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                        “Oh you don’t-” before Tiana could finish her sentence he was crouched down with her and close. She was trying not to cross over into his space, but also finish as quickly as possible. Getting back up she nearly ran into him but thankfully managed to save herself that embarrassment. “I was kind of expecting to run into you eventually, well not literally but,” Tiana sighed and tucked her hair behind her ear, averting her eyes. “Business? I guess?” She glanced back up and cleared her throat. “I’m the new District Attorney for Larimer County.” It was better to just throw it out there, right? Of course she left out that she had been waiting for a position to open up in the area. Also that he was the reason she had been looking in the first place. 

                     She let that news linger between them, hanging in the air waiting for a reaction and hesitantly handed the napkins over to him to throw away. “Anyways, um, it is good to see you. I think?” He looked like he was doing okay. She couldn’t help but wonder if he had moved on. That would make all of this so much more awkward. “I mean of course it’s good to see you. How, um, how have you been?” She asked with a smile and a slight shrug.

“The perks of a small town, I suppose.” Ecrin jokes and catches his laughter with a small cough. It’s strange to see her again, thriving as he always knew she could. Tiana proves this with her new position, making Ecrin give an approving and impressed nod at her words. “Wow, congratulations.” he says unabashedly as the air seems to vibrate between them both. Missing somebody and convincing yourself you will never see them again only to be face to face is like witnessing two worlds collide. Ecrin feels awkward and stiff, as if he has to tell his body exactly how to move. “That er...that’s a big deal. You must be proud, all the hard work paying off.” he stifles his own words with a small laugh.

His laugh then returns back to it’s awkward sound, nodding along with Tiana as if he wishes to hurry on the conversation. But he doesn’t. He wants to say he missed her...which would make this already tense situation worse. “Yeah it’s good...to see you too.” he clears his throat. “I’ve just been working, as usual. I never really managed a work life balance, huh?” Ecrin wonders if it’s okay to joke now time has passed between them. “How long have you been here? I bet you didn’t expect a storm to be on the list of living in Lockwood.”

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isra:

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Isra likes to consider herself an equitable person but the notion of Hakan being back in town makes her press her lips together in a tight line. She looks up from her spot on the bleachers, dark eyes immediately narrowing as her younger brother continues. Despite the distance that’s formed over the years between them all, the Avcis always close rank when they feel one of their own is threatened or in danger of getting hurt. And Hakan had already hurt Aiyla before, with his controlling hold over her – Isra had seen the light diminish in her sister who was as vibrant as the sun and that more than anything makes her guard go up. “You saw him here? Have you talked to Aiyla? Does she know?” 

“They were talking. It seemed the first thing Man-Bun wanted to do is hunt her down for a talk.” Ecrin’s frustrations are obvious and he knows Isra can relate. Aiyla’s time with Hakan was possibly the only time the rest of the Avcis actually bound together a little stronger. Other than their parents, of course, who thought the wedding would be a wonderful thing. Blinded by Hakan’s billionaire status, no doubt. “But Aiyla is Aiyla, insisting everything’s fine and that she can handle it. You know when she does the stupid thing with her chin and points it upwards? That.” 

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aiyla:

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Of course Ecrin noticed her conversation with Hakan, he noticed everything but it made her more nervous incase he noticed the strange little kiss-debacle she had with Elliot. Sighing, Aiyla crossed one leg over the other and flipped the magazine she was reading closed. “I can handle myself just fine.” she insisted, even though she needed all the help she could get at avoiding Hakan’s love traps. “I have no idea.” she opened the magazine again, flipping the pages loudly to signal that she did not want this conversation. “Why not go and ask him, hm? Or do I do all the digging and bring the information back to you like a homing pigeon?”

“Obviously. That’s why you almost married him.” Ecrin sighs to his sister, watching as Aiyla adopts her typical fake not-caring demeanor. He remembers the hold that Hakan had on her, and how slowly she was harder to reach or talk to because of him. Lovebombing is a pseudoscience, Ecrin believes, but he almost began believing it when Aiyla was with Hakan. “I didn’t think you’d want me meddling, as you call it.” he answers her with sarcasm and a grin. “But if that’s your way of giving me permission to have a little chat, then I think I might.” Ecrin suggests and searches the school for any sight of Mr. Steroid Man-Bun. 

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tiana

where: food area, event who: @ecrinavci​

There was an urge to jump in and help but everyone kept assuring her that they were full on volunteers. She signed the list anyways with her name and number so they could contact her later if they needed someone to jump in. Tiana did not like sitting around doing nothing. It just wasn’t in her nature. Luckily she brought a couple case files with her and four novels just in case she wasn’t able to do much research online considering the internet situation. First, however, she was going to take advantage of the warm tea and snag a granola bar as well. Which she snuck past someone to grab then quickly moved back out of the line only to run smack into the person she had been wondering if she’d see there since she walked through the door.

“Ec-Ecrin, um, hi, I mean sorry let me get some napkins.” Except she stayed standing still, stunned, for a few moments longer before turning away to get something from the nearby table to help clean up the spilled tea. Quickly returning she offered some napkins over to him and crouched down to pick up the cup and wipe up the rest. Great, just great Ti. Talk about awkward.

Love has never been Ecrin’s forte but his time with Tiana gave him an overload of what could have beens. If love was in abundance in the Avci household, Ecrin believes what he and Tiana had could have been special. He could have worked out how to prioritize what matters to him. He could have worked around his schedules and been more forgiving when Tiana couldn’t work around hers. A lot of could haves, that amounted into a sad departure that neither of them wanted. When he sees her, Ecrin can’t even form his usual business-savvy smile which has been perfected over the years. His head bows and he painfully smiles instead, awkwardly chuckling at the chance encounter. He steps back to give Tiana space, unsure what to with his hands, legs or even his own words as she tends to the mess. “Here let me help.” he decides to say, taking some of the napkins and trying to navigate around Tiana with the task. “I...wasn’t expecting to see you here.” he comments...no shit, sherlock. “Sorry erm...is it business or...vacation?” the task is done and Ecrin is standing before Tiana with the used napkins in his hand, flopping around in their damp dance as he talks. “Oh. Trash can.” he says to himself, glancing around but seeing one just behind Tiana. “Excuse me...” This is terrible, as he leans around Tiana awkwardly to throw the napkins away and his other hand instinctively offers to throw away hers too.

[ecrinavci]

closed starter, high school with @aiylaxavci​​

Ecrin wasn’t going to enjoy the weekend but anybody who knew him, knew this would be the case. His attempts at avoiding Aiyla for a more peaceful time were cut short after he spotted Hakan in the crowd. His other attempts at not saying a thing about it were also cut short, just by his very nature. “If he bothers you, tell me.” is all he says as he sits beside his younger sister. The words aren’t given as a warm gesture but like an order, bossing Aiyla around as he usually does. “I don’t know what he’s doing back. Nothing is here for him now, other than stupid properties. It makes no sense. He could just hire an agent or somebody to check for him, or if he’s selling everything can be sent via an email.”

[ecrinavci]

closed starter, high school with @israxavci​

Ecrin appointed himself as Aiyla’s keeper, a role that he vocally decides to hate at the same time. She has never once asked him for this role, but he does it nonetheless and quickly notices the stupid man-bun in the crowd. “He’s back.” Ecrin says to Isra, knowing that his sister will be wanting to know. The Avcis were perhaps not the warmest of families, but they still never wanted harm to come to one another. “Hakan. That fucking oaf, I wonder if he’s back for good or simply doing one of his fleeting visits to try and get Aiyla to go with him.” This is an easier conversation to have with Isra than Aiyla, who would be prompting Ecrin to keep his nose out of her business. “I thought we finally were free of him.”

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lily

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“Lucky me?” Lily squinted slightly before she laughed but as predicted, Ecrin managed to make the conversation strange. It didn’t matter that she loved Aiyla to pieces, Lily would always call a spade a spade. And Ecrin really was a spade, he was exactly what she imagined an alien in a human suit to be like. “I guess I walked right into that one.” she chuckled at him. “But hey, I’m not here to say your hopes and dreams and fears and weaknesses are stupid. Let’s hope Ambrosia expands their seating area and you never have to talk to a stranger again.” she teased him good naturedly, still wearing a smile. “I must’ve missed that tiktok trend.” Lily joked and took a sip of her drink. “But in all seriousness, that sounds dark. I know a therapist if you need one.”

“If that makes you feel better.” Ecrin returns with a casual gesture of his hand and a smile. He knew Lily long enough now to know that entering a battle of wits wasn’t always a good idea. You had to be on form, and while Ecrin likes to believe he is always on form there were some occasions when she had him beat. He of course blames how much time she spends with his sister. “Is that sarcasm, Liliana? I thought you knew that is the lowest form of wit.” he smirks, sipping his coffee and deciding to close his laptop for once and for all. No work will be happening, and he was beginning to grow sick of seeing Aiyla’s typos in her emails to him. “Lily DuPont has a therapist? Now there is somebody I would love to blackmail. I wonder what secrets you spill.” he gives a kinder smile to show his soft teasing. “I’m sure Aiyla told you all about the time I had therapy for two weeks after I got bit by a horse.” he gives the information willingly, for the sole purpose of a topic to focus on. It was years ago now, something he can laugh about.