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he’s so pretty when he goes down on me…

#carmen berzatto x reader

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berzatto soccer team

cw: pure filth. smut, breeding kink

Carmen Berzatto gives you three babies and still wants more. He won’t be satisfied until you’ve given him a soccer team of little Berzattos to run around the house and wreak havoc. Carmy Will stuff his cum back into you after pumping you full and make you lift up your hips so that his seed takes again and again, and again. He will literally hold your stomach down, pressing hard while he’s fucking you and whisper how soon enough you’ll be full with his baby again. “My little breeding whore, can’t stop giving me babies can you?” He’ll whisper into your ears, biting at them and then moving down to your neck where he leaves love bites. Because not only does he want you marked with his seed, his babies and his initials that were dangling around your neck, he also wanted physical marks of himself all over you. He’s filthy, a man gone wild. His blue orbs are crazed as he works himself into you roughly, not bothering to stop “Gonna fuck another baby into you right after this one” he groans, the both of you whining at his words. He won’t be satisfied until you’re round again, clad in your pretty floral sundresses, your ever manicured fingers cradling your bump while you played with the toddlers. "I’m gonna pump you so full of my cum. You're gonna take all of it and you're gonna make me a daddy again, aren't you, baby?" At this rate you’re almost blind, you’ve seen the light, forgotten how to breathe even and he’s still going. Never wanting to stop, never want to get out of you. Because in his animal brain it’s where he belongs, he’s not complete if not inside of you.

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmy x reader #reader x carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto x you #carmen berzatto fic

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Just imagining Carmy trailing kisses down your neck, over to your arm as he’s inside of you. He’s so pathetic, so desperate as he sucks on the spot where your implant is. Whining and Whimpering against it while simultaneously trying to get his words out “Want you to take this shit out.” he groans. It makes you cry out and you can’t help but shoot your hand down to your clit. Rubbing quick circles into it, determined to come from the filthy words he was spewing. “Y’gonna make me a daddy?.” His lips never leaving that spot on your arm. “Never letting you go baby, you’re mine forever, gonna have my babies right?” You immediately tighten around him, letting out a half scream half whimper and he just smirks. “Carmy it’s too much” you whimper under him, so close, so turned on it’s almost painful. “I knew you liked the thought of having my babies, being so round and full of me, being Mrs. Berzatto huh?” You’re almost at your end, you’ve almost forgotten to breathe. “Will you p- please cum inside me Carmy” you couldn’t help but beg. “Yeah that what you want, to have our babies?” He groans through his teeth. “Babies?” You can’t help but question through the haze. “That’s right, multiple of them” and that’s enough to have you screaming out for him.

#… #well

[faerygrant]

on my period and have two days off pleaseee send some Carmen fluff 😭😭😭😭

[faerygrant]

Heya i didn't know how to make a request but would you maybe consider doing a carmy x reader situ where donna meets their baby/toddler Valentina for the first time after not knowing about the pregnancy etc super angsty but with fluff/comforting smut at the end w/carmy

sunday

summary: Sunday lunch with Carmy and Valentina goes south when a certain Berzatto makes an unwanted appearance. [reader meeting Donna for the first time: here]

Apprehension did not even come close to describing the feeling Carmen Berzatto felt when he’d found out he’d be a father in 9 months. 9 short months. He’d be responsible for a tiny human being, who he feared in some way he’d let down. He was fucked, from his childhood all the way into adulthood, he was fucked. Thanks to his mother and his father and in some way thanks to his brother.

He didn’t want to scare you, so he tried to play it cool when you’d first broke the news to him. But that afternoon when he’d kissed you goodbye and got to work, Carmen headed straight for the stockroom where he locked himself inside and cried. He didn’t care about you seeing him vulnerable, if anything you were the only person he was okay being vulnerable around, it was just that he didn’t want you to feel like you’d done anything wrong, that you’d inconvenienced him, because you hadn’t. He wanted this, in some way. I mean he’d been the one to constantly tell you he wanted you to have his babies, the one who pumped you full almost every other night, the one to whisper pleads asking you to be the mother of his children and his wish had finally come true.

So Carmen wiped his tears dry and decided he wasn’t going to repeat the same cycle that his parents had. He had you and you were going to be a great mother and that’s how he knew there was no way your kid would ever be fucked up like him. He had Pete as an example, hell even Richie and he was going to take a page out of their book to try and be the best dad to this kid.

-

If Carmen thought those nine months had flewn by, he wasn’t ready for the first year of Valentina’s life. She’s grown so fast that at times he almost couldn’t believe it. Hit so many milestones he wasn’t even aware babies could. Her first little smile that she gave the two of you after her bath time, the first time she picked up her head all on her own, the first time she said dada, which had literally left him a crying mess. Some nights were sleepless, some miserable but everyday that he got to hold his baby in his arms and see that gummy smile of hers, he knew it was worth it. Carmen couldn’t thank you enough for making him a dad and everyday that he couldn’t put another one in you drive him nuts, but he understood that you were still adjusting to motherhood. You’d been such a trooper and Carmen never failed to tell you how proud he was of you, and he meant it.

Today was a Sunday, meaning the restaurant was closed and Carmen had insisted to take the two of you out for a little lunch in the neighbourhood, a treat for you since you’d been cooped up at the house with Valentina all week. Valentina was sat in a little high chair, face round, her chubby cheeks covered in strawberry as her tiny fingers played with the fruit on her plate. Carmen watched in awe of his little girl before he’d turned his head to take a peek at you inside the restaurant. You’d gone to grab napkins for your messy toddler and Carmen couldn’t help but feel like the luckiest man ever. You were smiling at the female attendant as you stood there in your little sundress, hair tied in your usual mom ponytail with your signature pink ribbon. Just as he watched you make your way back outside he watched as a random woman had approached you.

The woman had held onto your hand but you were quick to pull your hand back and quickly shuffled out of the restaurant. Carmen was confused to say the least, as he couldn’t make out of who it was from behind. Just as you made your way to the table, Carmen could tell by your face that something was bothering you.

“Who was that?” He asked, watching as you took your seat and started to wipe the fruit residue from your daughter’s face.

“Carm I- it’s no one.” The hesitation in your voice was alarming him and his anxiety was already starting to creep up on him.

“What do you mean no one, tell me?” He insists.

“It was…”

“CARMY?!” Donna Berzatto’s off putting, grating voice sounds from behind you and the only thing you can see is the way your husbands face falls at the sight of his unruly mother. Her hair was shorter than normal, her usual eyeliner was smudged and he could tell by the look on her eyes that she’d been drinking.

“Ma, what the fuck are you doing here?” Carmen’s face completely drops, his face is tainted red and you can see his hands instinctively reach for your daughter’s tiny leg.

“I was just getting a drink what are you do-” Donna’s sentence isn’t complete when she notices the tiny baby sitting in the highchair. The baby that was half you and half her son. For better or for worse, her granddaughter.

“Wh- who is this Carmy?” She points towards Valentina who was now growing agitated in her chair at all the attention and commotion.

“Ma not right now okay, I’ll call you.” Carmen tries to cut off his mother, reaching for Valentina who was now crying due to the unruly stranger who had intruded on her lunch.

“Wha- is that my grand baby, you didn’t tell me you were having a baby- or had a baby?” You’re sat there in embarrassment, not wanting to even think about where this conversation was going, part of you was also annoyed that she’d ruined your lunch and startled your baby.

“And for good fuckin reason, you’ve made Val cry now, some grandmother you are.” Carmen seethes as he rocks Valentina in his arms, trying to calm her.

“No one loves me in this family, my own son hides my grand baby from me and you, you little whore, I always wished he’d married that nice girl Claire instead. You stole my son and then withhold my grand baby from me?”

“Donna, you’re making a scene right now, please stop this” you finally say but Carmen is passing Valentina to you and grabbing his mother away from the table. Onlookers from the restaurant all murmuring and whispering, the embarrassment killing you on the inside.

“This is the reason why you couldn’t know about her, you disrespect my wife everytime you’re given the chance to come around and then cause a fucking scene. You’re never going to be in my life, let alone my fucking kids life.”

“Carmy please, it’s your mother you’re talking to. I love you, it’s just her trying to turn you against me.”

“Enough already, it’s not her Ma it’s me. I don’t want you anywhere near me or my wife or my kid, because everything you touch you destroy and I won’t have you fuck up any other person that I love. What Mikey killing himself wasn’t enough? Destroying Nats self esteem not enough for you? Fucking me up for good? You wanna do it to another kid?” Donna’s eyes fall in realisation and before Carmen can get in another word she’s running from the restaurant.

-

“Vals down for the afternoon, knocked right out” You say softly, making your way to Carmen who was sat at the edge of your bed, hands in his head as his arms rested on his knees.

“S’good, think she’ll remember any of that?”

“Carm she’s only 1, she can’t even remember what she ate for lunch, no way she’ll remember that.” You rub his arm softly and he places his head into the crook of your neck, his curls tickling you.

“God, I just don’t want to fuck her up, I’d never forgive myself” he lifts his head to look you in the eye and you can’t help but pity him.

“Carmen there is no way you’d ever fuck her up, you’re such a good daddy, you’re literally Valentina’s whole world. She lights up at the sight of you, her first word was literally Dada.” He laughs at that, finally cracking a smile for you, those beautiful blue eyes gleaming.

“Thank you baby, you’re a good mommy.” He kisses your forehead, his big hands cradling your head.

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy x reader #reader x carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto fic #the bear fic

[faerygrant]

I’m going to write a little blurb with crazy Donna because I’m obsessed with her, what would you guys like to see?

[faerygrant]

casual (you wonder why I’m bitter) ꨄ︎

Carmen Berzatto holds your hand while he eats you out and says the two of you are “casual” Carmen Berzatto knows your coffee order off heart, proportions, milk, sugar, you name it. But you’re just friends. Carmen Berzatto whispers sweet nothings into your ears after he finishes inside you, but refuses to be seen with you if not behind closed doors. Carmen Berzatto holds your hand while you pee at night because he can’t stand being away from you even for two seconds. But he’d never put a label on whatever it is you’ve got going on. Carmen Berzatto contemplates murdering some fucko who dared flirting with you one night at the bar, but he pretends not to see you when you’re at the same restaurant as he and his coworkers. Carmen Berzatto picked you up from the hospital the day you had to have emergency appendicitis surgery, cooked you noodle soup, bathed you and rocked you to sleep. Yet he’d never even utter that word… the one with two syllables that started with g and ended with d. Carmen Berzatto thinks of you when he thinks of happiness, to cum he’d think of you, hell his last dying thought would be your smile, the smell of your perfume, that face you’d make before you came so pretty for him. Still, at the end of the day you’re both just friends. Carmen Berzatto holds you close when he’s on the verge of an orgasm, head so dizzied, almost out of breath and he tells you to promise him you’ll have his babies, all five of them. But you don’t get ahead of yourself, he doesn’t want more and you’ll take what he gives, you’ll hang around for him. Carmen Berzatto fucks his seed so deep into you, then holds onto your stomach as if his baby is already inside you growing. Yet still, you’re both just friends, just casual.

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy x reader #carmen berzatto fic

[faerygrant]

I’m so jealous of Ms. Claire Bear, like girl that’s my dick…

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Carmen Berzatto is a triple shot of espresso demon and will literally wreak havoc all day because of it. You ask yourself how he manages to be up at 5, go for his run at 6, get home and shower at 7 then by 8 he’s at the restaurant isn’t back till 10, but it’s all because of those three shots of pure caffeine. And by the end of his shift the caffeine + nicotine is still running in his system so he’s still bouncing off the walls. Insisting on making you a late night snack while you’re half asleep, trying to scrub the bathroom tiles, bleaching the sink in the laundry. This man will be running up and down the apartment after a long ass day and you’re just watching in awe and disbelief. He’s a certified haterrrr of creamers, syrups and sweeteners in his coffee. It’s probably the Italian in him but he literally winces at the sight of coffee that’s pumped full of creams and sugars because to him it defeats the whole purpose of coffee. Anytime he sees a Frappuccino or cappuccino he’s rolling his eyes and ranting to you about how we need to reject modernity and embrace tradition.

#carmen berzatto x reader

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Carmen Berzatto has a mommy kink.

#carmen berzatto x reader

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Carmy doing his daughter hair even when she’s older because she finds in therapeutic

I feel like he only knows how to do two simple braids and a fishtail because when Nat was in junior high she worked at the bear and would force him to do her hair. Like crazy Donna was not sitting down to do her hair and Nat hated her hair getting in the way while she was in the kitchen, so she had to take matters into her own hands and like bribe Carmy with like $5 but after a while he just does it free of charge. So when he has a kid he’ll be happy to do her hair whenever you’re not around because it’s calming and he feels like it’s a simple way to bond with his baby. And when she’s older and is doing sports she’ll just sit down infront of Carmy and he’ll just get straight to it. Knowing Carmy those braids are tight asf and very neat because he’s a perfectionist!

#carmen berzatto x reader

[faerygrant]

I have like 2 things in my inbox rn can you guys please send me some Carmy thoughts 🥲

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I took triple my sleeping pill dosage last night and went to La La land 😆

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Just imagining Carmy trailing kisses down your neck, over to your arm as he’s inside of you. He’s so pathetic, so desperate as he sucks on the spot where your implant is. Whining and Whimpering against it while simultaneously trying to get his words out “Want you to take this shit out.” he groans. It makes you cry out and you can’t help but shoot your hand down to your clit. Rubbing quick circles into it, determined to come from the filthy words he was spewing. “Y’gonna make me a daddy?.” His lips never leaving that spot on your arm. “Never letting you go baby, you’re mine forever, gonna have my babies right?” You immediately tighten around him, letting out a half scream half whimper and he just smirks. “Carmy it’s too much” you whimper under him, so close, so turned on it’s almost painful. “I knew you liked the thought of having my babies, being so round and full of me, being Mrs. Berzatto huh?” You’re almost at your end, you’ve almost forgotten to breathe. “Will you p- please cum inside me Carmy” you couldn’t help but beg. “Yeah that what you want, to have our babies?” He groans through his teeth. “Babies?” You can’t help but question through the haze. “That’s right, multiple of them” and that’s enough to have you screaming out for him.

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy x reader #reader x carmen berzatto

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knee socks - carmen berzatto x waitress reader

summary: four discoveries come about your and carmens secret relationship; he’s very into knee socks, you’re acquainted with a staff member he has a tricky relationship with, he can be possessive and weirdly enough he likes being called daddy?

You’d stayed back last night to help Carmen, despite the raging headache that had caused you to have to take a 30 minute break from waiting tables just to rest your head. Carmen appreciated that, and was not shy in showing you. Once he’d insured everyone had gone home for the night, doors locked and safety measures taken care of, he had come into the office and kissed you softly, before walking you to your apartment. Where things had escalated, resulting in you falling asleep stuffed and sated and Carmy going home with a pair of your panties.

Today however you felt refreshed, you’d woken up at the crack of dawn, showered, threw on your uniform and decided you’d wear a pair of knee socks due to the cold fall weather. You arrived to the usual chaos of The bear, Tina and Sydney getting started on prep, Marcus unloading the batter he’d made the night before and Richie barking orders at your fellow waitstaff about today’s schedule. Carmy however wasn’t anywhere to be seen, so you assumed he was in his office going over stock orders or doing payroll.

“Hey, you look pretty good this morning princess” Rich or Richie to everyone else, whispers into your ears.

“Don’t be gross Rich.” You mumble, grabbing your apron and tying it around your waist as he mockingly smiled back at you.

“Damn can’t even give out compliments anymore.” He throws his hands up in mock self defence.

Your and Richie’s relationship was simple, he was a longtime friend of your brothers and had always been mockingly flirty and playful with you, occasionally you’d reciprocate the flirtyness but it was all in good fun. Carmy however hated it, so much so that he’d ensure he did his best to put a distance between you two most of the time.

As the day went on Carmen would make subtle appearances from the office, coming into the kitchen to help Sydney with recipes she was working on, answering some of Tina’s questions, giving Marcus the green-light on some new dessert ideas, the works. But what you noticed from these appearances were the glances he kept making towards you, or specifically towards your legs. Until it finally hit you, it was the knee socks.

-

Carmen couldn’t think straight with the way you were just casually waiting tables while looking like a goddess. Your uniform clung so nicely to your body, your smile ever so bright and those god damned knee socks. He was convinced you were trying to send him into cardiac arrest. He’d never even known he had a thing for those until today and he wasn’t about to let them go to waste.

carmen 🐻

You busy right now?

you

Kinda, why?

carmen 🐻

Need your help in the office, now.

you

Alright, coming

-

"Hi" you smiled shyly, walking up to his desk and taking a seat on one of the chairs opposite his desk.

"Come 'ere " he says lowly, beckoning you forward with two fingers. You slowly get out of the chair and make your way behind the desk to his side.

"Hi, again" you say as you look down at him, with a sweet smile on your face.

"Hey, feelin' any better, since last night?" He questions as he turns his chair to face you and pulls you in between his legs, his hands holding your hips in place.

"Y-yeah a little, thank you by the way" you reply softly, flustered by the touch he was so lovingly giving you.

"Your welcome, just wanted to make sure you were alright, it was so worth it" he smiled as his hands began to roam, up and down your hips.

"Wh- why was it worth it?" You reply, voice barely above a whisper, as you look down at him though your lashes.

"I got to kiss you, touch you, and keep your panties" he smirked at the last part, knowing it was going to annoy you.

"Thanks for reminding me to kick you for that by the way." You playfully swat his shoulder and he fakes a pout. You began laughing at him.

"What?" He asks, curiously.

"Nothing" you smile as you lift your hands to play with his hair.

"No tell me" he insists, as he squeezes your hips and pulls you down, to straddle him.

"Mmm, it's just I didn't expect you to be such a softie" you smile as you move down on him a little harder, to feel his crotch.

"Of fuck- I" he tries talking but the feeling of you pressed down against him is too much.

"Fuck-“ he says your name “you're gonna kill me" he replies as he pushes his hips against you and you feel his hard on.

“These knee socks have been killing me all day, did you wear em just f’me?” He grunts the last part.

“I did, wanted to impress you.” You smile, wiggling into him.

“It worked, I’m fuckin impressed and so hard f’you.” He smiles into a kiss he plants on your lips.

"I want you now, please daddy" you weren't sure where the 'daddy' came from, but honestly you didn’t care at this point, you needed him. His eyes widen and you're pretty sure you feel him get even harder once the word leaves your mouth.

"I'm your daddy?" He questions you with a smirk on his face.

"Ye-yeah, daddy" you whispered as you continue to grind down on him.

"That's right, I'm your daddy, keep grinding on your daddy till you cum" he groans, face all red.

"Mmmm" you whisper against his neck as you continue. Just as you feel him moving to reposition you, the phone in his office begins to ring. You look up at him and he shakes his head.

"Leave it, keep goin" he groans as he pulls you down, once more. You're so close to your climax when the phone rings again.

"Mmm, just answer it" you groan as you attempt to get off him, he however pulls you back down and answers the phone.

"What?"

"Ok, and?"

"Fine"

"I'll send her in"

He slams the phone back down and kisses you hungrily once more. You oblige and bring your hands up to his hair.

"Who was it?" You ask, pulling back from the kiss.

"Dumbass Richie, he wants to see you, claims one the regulars is here and only you can help him service them" he spits, you can tell he’s annoyed by Richie’s interruption.

"Rich’s always been quite the mood stealer" you smile, as he kisses your neck lightly.

"Rich?" He questions as he pulls back from your neck and looks up at you.

"Yeah, Rich?" You reply confused, had you said the wrong thing?

"Why the fuck, do you call him that?" He asks angrily, as he lets go of your waist. Alright so Carmy’s moods did always change quickly, noted.

"He's a family friend, I've known him since I was like 18 he's like a brother to me, at-least that's how I feel about him." You reply, whilst putting his hands back on your waist.

"Alright then, Good" he says refusing to smile.

"Why the long face, hmmm?" You question as you smile at him.

"I don't want anyone else to have you, I'm territorial, possessive, I don't know call it what you want but you're mine now and I don't need anyone getting in the way of that" he smirks.

"Mmmm, I just loveeee being owned by men, it's so empowering" you say sarcastically.

"I don't mean it in that way, you know that" says Carmy quickly, afraid you misunderstood him.

"I'm just fucking with you, and this may sound a bit anti-feminist, but I like the thought of belonging to you" you whisper into his ear, leaving him groaning.

"Alright we'll, Rich’s waiting for me, bye Carmy" you say as you try to get off of him. His grip however is too strong and he manages to pull you back down.

"I want to take you out for dinner tomorrow night, somewhere nice but chill ,not too fancy." He says shyly.

"I- I would love too, also not too fancy? this doesn't sound like Michelin star chef Carmen Berzatto" you joke, and he simply smiles at you. He finally let's you out of his grip and you give him a sweet peck, before making your way to the door. Before you can leave the office he calls out to you.

"Wear something pretty ok?"

You turn around and smile at him before replying with poise, "only for daddy"

#my magnum opus #if I do say so myself

[faerygrant]

… carmy with a breeding kink who gets so dazed out that he starts sucking on your implant cause he wants you pregnant like yesterdayyyyy

#hehe #carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you

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Making out with Carmy and you get lipstick all over his face

[Sidenote/ I can imagine reader making a replica of the Maison Margiela lipstick shirt except she does it for Carmy on one of his chef whites as an intimate Valentine’s Day gift just for him when he’s cooking in the house 😭😭🫶😭😭]

He’d get so flustered if you did this in his office while everyone is out there. Especially if he doesn’t notice and then steps out to grab you a drink and you’re too hazed out to remind him there is lipstick stains of your lips covering his entire face. Just imagining him stepping into the kitchen and immediately Richie and Fak are whistling and being obnoxious about it. “Wohohoooo, you tryin out a new look Berzatto?” Richie is first to start the teasing and Carmen’s just like what? And then Fak follows with “I like the little look you got going on buddy, deep red is your colour” and Carmy is still fucking lost. “Alright what the fuck are you assholes talkin about?” And then Marcus comes in holding a tray of some desserts and has to break it to Carmy who is so quick to run back into the office, extremely flustered and a little embarrassed.

“You’re back… and empty handed, where’s my water Carm?” You question, laying on the sofa against his office wall and he’s “You didn’t tell me I had fucking lipstick all over my face” he groans immediately looking into his phone camera to assess the damage. “Oh shit, I forgot, m’so sorry Bear Bear.” You laugh hysterically, taking his pouty face in yours. “S’not funny, guys made fun of me.” He tries saying as your hands are still squishing his face and you can’t help but smile at how cute and pouty he’s being. “Aww is my Carmy Bear all flustered that his coworkers saw him covered in smooches, hmmm?” And he’s just rolling his eyes because while it may have been embarrassing he’d never take your kisses for granted.

#carmen berzatto x reader #carmen berzatto x you #carmy x reader #reader x carmen berzatto #carmen berzatto fic