Ozanakbaba Stories

So um... how do I start this? Well, I'd like to tell you that this is a fanfic about CihAl-the main lead actors from the Turkish series Uzak Şehir. This story is entirely my own; nothing here is meant to resemble the actual series. I just loved the chemistry between the actors and the first glimpses of the show so much that I felt inspired to continue it in my own way. I hope you enjoy it! Don't forget to share your thoughts-and find me on X: @marikhoaz. Peace 🎀

3 SEZON

Yarı alternatif Cihal evreni

Alya ve Cihan yalancı bir evlilik içinde aşık oluyorlar

OZSİN 🍓

"Ama kader diye bir şey var ve her şey bir o an orada olma meselesi" - Alya Smith'in "oyunu"nu dallanıp budaklandırmak istedim. Sürçülisan ettiysem affola 🤍

This is a fictional story. Any resemblance to real people, events, or situations is purely coincidental. Two people meet in a world where everyone sees only what is on the surface. Behind the smiles, the silence, and the distance, there are fears they do not speak about and feelings they do not expect. This story follows Sinem and Ozan through a slow journey of trust, understanding, and the quiet moments that change everything without warning. It is about two hearts learning that sometimes, the safest place is not found in perfection, but in someone who stays patient enough to understand what was never said.

When Cihan Albora-the silent, feared Aga of Mardin-steps into a glittering Istanbul gala, he expects nothing more than business and formality. What he doesn't expect... is her. Alya Smith, a brilliant neurosurgeon with a calm presence and eyes that see far deeper than most, becomes the only light strong enough to cut through the shadows he's carried his whole life. One look is all it takes for something to shift-quietly, dangerously. But powerful families are watching. Old enemies are stirring. And the fragile moment between them threatens to spark a storm neither city is ready for. Two worlds. One silent pull neither of them can explain. A story born in the space where his shadow met her light.

Yıllar önce bi ödül töreninde karşılaşan Ozan ve Sinem yıllar sonra tekrardan dizide bir araya gelmişti.

Random CihAl stories. The stories don't connect with each other chronologically. Some of the stories are translated from others that posted them on X, some are mine :)

What happens when Alya is asked to organize Nare's baby shower? || THIS IS AN ALTERNATIVE UNIVERSE OF UZAK ŞEHIR. A ROMCOM. ||

Umutlar diyelim....

🕯A dangerous love slowly turning real - until it consumes them

Büyük hayalleri olan yetenekli genç bir dansçı. Ateşini kaybeden eski bir yıldız. Yolları kesiştiğinde yasak bir bağ oluşur. Ve akıl hocalığı olarak başlayan şey, ikisinin de beklemediği bir şeye dönüşür.

A gifted young dancer with big dreams. A former star who lost his fire. When their paths cross, a forbidden bond forms. And what begins as mentorship turns into something neither of them expected.

Ailesini korumaya çalışırken Demir'in karşısında durmak zorunda olan Cihan'ın geçmişte omuzlamak zorunda kaldığı yüklerin hesabı, hiç beklemedikleri bir anda Alya'ya kesilmiştir.

When everything starting to crush out I have no one to hold on but you ... My hand still hagning in the air longing for yours to hold .. But are you here to hold it or...? It will be short have nothing to do with the dizi Just Enjoy reading 📖❤️

Havalimanı dönüşü birbirlerine aşklarını itiraf etseler dahi hala belli sınırları aşamayan Alya ve Cihan, Kaya'nın düğününden sonra Alya'nın Cihan'a "artık ayrı uyumak istemiyorum" demesiyle neler yaşarlar?

Anka Kuşu 🪁 15.Bölüm Sonrası 'Hayat, siz planlar yaparken başınızdan geçenlerdir derler. Yani biz her şeyi planladığımızı sanıyoruz ama kader oyununu istediği gibi oynuyor ve kendimizi hiç ummadığımız yerlerde buluyoruz. Mesela bazen hayat bizi bir kuyunun dibine atıyor. Sonra birden bulutların üzerine çıkarıyor. Devrildim sanarken asılında hayat bağcıklarını bağla diyor belki de öyle garip öyle yorucu ve öyle mucizevi. ' Alya&Cihan Mucizesi

Cihan's thumb brushed across the paper, wiping away the tears that had soaked into it. His tears kept falling, yet a smile spread across his face. Anyone watching would think him mad. Who would smile and cry from happiness when faced with the grim reality of spending the rest of their days in prison? But it didn't matter now, not when he wasn't the one lost in this madness.