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kiriona-apologist · 4 months
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this is what the girlies call giving in (the flesh is weak)
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godheadjones · 2 years
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"What? I have never-" for ficlets!
"What? I have never-"
"Stop with the lies, Ivy," Zack stated, glaring at his sister. "You and Carm have definitely kissed recently. I need to know all the deets."
Ivy blushed. "Okay, but only if you stop shouting it. Carm might hear you."
Zack mimed sealing his lips shut with a zipper.
She took in a deep breath. She'd told Zack about her escapades with Carmen before. Now was no different.
Except for the fact that it was. This time, Ivy finally tied the knot in their relationship. DTR'd. Defined the relationship. Made the making out with her boss something more than a fling.
"It started as any other night," Ivy said, twirling her hair on her pointer finger. "Carmen invited me into her room, we chatted for a bit. Small talk, ya know?"
Her brother nodded, somehow able to keep silent. She was surprised he hadn't burst out an exclamation yet.
"Then she put her hand on my knee," Ivy continued timidly. Whatever she had to say next, she knew Zack was going to explode at any exciting point of her story.
"She asked if we wanted to take what we had to the next level."
"OH MY GOD, IVY THAT'S HUGE!"
She shushed him. "I swear, bro, you need to learn to keep your mouth shut once in a while."
"Why?" he asked, cocking his head.
Ivy felt a blush rising in her cheeks. "This is something kinda embarrassing for me, okay? I don't want to talk about this so loudly so just, be quiet? For me?"
She watched as her brother understood what she was asking of him. "Of course, sis," he said.
Ivy held out her hand. Zack understood immediately and they did their handshake in the privacy of the lighted room.
"Thanks, bro."
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springtyme · 2 months
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51 ✨ for carmy 🐻
𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐞𝐩 𝐀𝐭 𝐀 𝐓𝐢𝐦𝐞 ♡
Thank you for the request anon, I hope you like it! 💕
Carmen Berzatto x reader || Carmy playlist || Main masterlist
51: “I can’t live without you.” for the 1k follower celebration. The strain of Carmy's new responsibilities at The Beef has taken a toll on your relationship, leaving you worried and questioning your place in his life. And you're scared, but not for the reason Carmy thinks.
Angst (with a happy ending). Hurt/comfort. Mention of what happened to Michael.
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You stand in the dimly lit hallway of your apartment, anxiously tapping your foot against the worn floorboards. It’s late, much later than Carmen had told you he would be home. The clock on the wall mocks you with its ticking, each second feeling like an eternity.
Your relationship with Carmen has been strained lately, the weight of his responsibilities after taking over The Beef after Micheal’s death has taken a toll on both of you.
You and Carmen had met in New York, about two years ago, when he had moved into the apartment next to yours. You had not looked for a relationship and neither had Carmen, but it was like fate had kept pushing the two of you together. 
It had just started out with a few chance encounters in the hallway or at the local grocery store, with him stumbling slightly over his words as he asked you about your day or offered to carry your groceries. 
But it had been a power outage which had left the whole building in darkness that really had brought you together. You had fumbled your way out in the hallway to figure out if it was just your apartment that had lost power or if it was the whole building. And that’s when you had bumped into Carmen, literally. His strong arms had wrapped around you instinctually, preventing you from falling on your ass. 
You had candles in your apartment, unlike Carmen so you had invited him in to share the light and wait for the power to be restored. As the hours passed, you two ended up talking and getting to know each other better. It was a simple yet intimate evening, and from that moment on, you felt a connection that you couldn’t ignore and a sweet friendship had blossomed between you.
He didn’t have much time off, literally working at one of the best restaurants in the world, but the moments you did spend together were cherished, and it hadn’t taken long before your connection had grown even stronger, evolving into something more than just friendship and eventually blossoming into a real and deep relationship. 
You had not hesitated to say yes to move back to Chicago with him after his brother had passed away.
You never got to meet Michael, Carmen didn’t really speak to him through all the time you dated, you've never fully understood what had happened between them, but you have a feeling that Carmen didn't really knew it either, and he has never really liked talking about his family in general, but you do know that he loved Michael a lot.
You had tried to convince him to go to the funeral, telling him that you would be there for him, but he had kept shooting the idea down. He kept excusing it by saying that he couldn’t, his contract at the French Laundromat hadn’t expired yet, and despite that being true, you had a feeling that going to the funeral would make the loss of his brother feel all the more real, and that was something he wasn’t ready for.
You also had the feeling that he didn’t want to see his mother, at least not in that setting, so you had just decided that you would let him grieve in his own way, and just be there for him in whatever way he needed you to.
It had been the same you had done with his job after all.  
You know that he had loved his job in New York, in his own fucked up way. It was a messed up, down right toxic, work environment, and it had hurt to see him come home every night, tired to the bone, both physically and emotionally drained, yet he kept doing it. His ineffable love for the culinary arts that just couldn’t be extinguished kept him going. It is just after you moved to Chicago a month ago that he told you that he would throw up every morning before work.
It crushed you to hear that Carmen was suffering silently, but you understood why he continued to push through. The restaurant industry was demanding and competitive, and Carmen was determined to prove himself. You had hoped that the move to Chicago would bring some relief, a fresh start away from the toxicity of his previous job. However, the weight of his responsibilities at The Beef seemed to have only deepened the strain on your relationship.
You love him, and you want to be there for him, no matter what. But the constant absence and distance have started to make you question where you stand in his life. But most of all you’re just sad that he is sad, or really it's more that you're sad that he is in a situation that should make him sad, it's like he doesn’t even really allow himself to be sad, and that really hurts to watch. 
You try to push away those negative thoughts, you try yo remind yourself that Carmen is just going through a difficult time, but that just makes the worried feeling in the pit of your stomach feel even heavier.
As the front door finally creaks open, your heart skips a beat. Carmen steps inside, his weary eyes meeting yours. The exhaustion etched on his face is painfully evident, and your worry intensifies, yet you're just so happy to see him. As he slides off his jacket his white t-shirt comes into view, it’s stained with sauces and his hands bear the marks of countless hours spent in the kitchen, but it’s the weariness in his eyes that tears at your heart.
“Hey,” he mumbles, his voice hoarse from lack of rest. “Why are you still up?
You muster a small smile, trying to hide your concern. “I couldn’t sleep,” you admit softly, stepping closer to him. “I was worried about you. You said you’d be home earlier.”
Carmen sighs heavily, running a hand through his unruly hair. “I know, I’m sorry, it was just... things got really busy tonight.”
You nod, biting your lip to hold back the words that threaten to spill out. You want to scream at him, not from a place of anger, but frustration, to make him understand that his health is more important than any sandwich on the menu. But you also know that he pours everything he got into the restaurant.  
“I’m just worried about you, Carmy,” you finally manage to say, your voice tinged with both frustration and concern. “You work yourself to the bone, and it’s taking a toll on you. I can’t bear to see you like this.”
He sighs, his shoulders slumping in defeat. “I know,  but there is not much I can do about it, okay. I’m sorry for putting you through this. But I can’t just abandon the restaurant. If I don’t fix it Jimmy’s gonna sell it and turn it into a fucking Applebee’s.” 
Tears well up in your eyes as you take a step closer to him. “I get that, Carm. I do. But you need to take care of yourself too. It hurts seeing you like this.” 
Carmen looks at you, his tired eyes searching your face. There’s a mix of frustration and resignation in his gaze, as if he knows you’re right but doesn’t know how to change the situation. The weight of his responsibilities seems to visibly crush him, and it breaks your heart.
“I know, I know,” Carmen says, his voice tinged with defeat. “But it’s not that simple. The Beef is struggling, and I need to turn it around. I can’t just walk away.”
Your frustration builds, and you can’t help but argue back. “I understand that, Carmy, but you also can’t sacrifice your well-being for the sake of this restaurant. There has to be a way to find a balance, to take care of yourself too.”   
“I know I need to take care of myself, and I don’t want to keep putting you through this,” his voice taking on a more frustrating tone, he isn’t yelling, but there’s an edge to it. “But I just... I don’t know how to do that right now, okay”
The tone of his voice makes you pause for a moment, he has never talked to you like that before and you can’t help but slightly flinch. You know that he is just frustrated but it still makes you feel a deep pang of hurt. It’s not that you’re scared or anything, you know that he would never ever hurt you, you’re just sad that it has come to this. 
But seeing you flinch clearly affects Carmen, his frustrated expression softening, turning into an expression of guilt and regret instead.  
You swallow the lump in your throat and take a deep breath, trying to regain your composure before saying what you need to say. “I love you, Carmen, and I want you to be happy. But I can’t stand by and watch you destroy yourself in the process.” you’re taking a deep breath before continuing, “you’re scaring me.” 
Carmen’s gaze meets yours, the expression in his eyes breaking your heart. “I never wanted to scare you. And I-I would never hurt you.” 
This makes your heart break even more, yes you had flinched at his tone of voice, but not because you in any way had thought he would physically hurt you, never. The thing you’re scared of is that he’ll end up hurting himself…  
You reach out to take Carmen’s hand, wanting to assure him that you understand his intentions, but also wanting to convey the depth of your concern.
“I’m not scared you’ll hurt me, Carm. I know you’d never do that. I’m scared you’ll hurt yourself.” Tears are now streaming down your cheeks, your voice trembling as you’re about to unveil your biggest fear in all of this. “I just don’t want you to end up like Micheal, okay… I was scared that the reason you didn’t come home was because you had blown your brains out on a bridge somewhere.”  
Carmen’s eyes widen at your words, a mixture of shock and pain flashing across his face.
He reaches out to gently wipe away your tears, his touch warm and comforting. “I’m not going to end up like Michael,” he whispers, his voice filled with a mixture of determination and vulnerability. “I promise you, I could never do that to you.”
You hold onto his hand tightly, desperately seeking reassurance. “But Carmy, you’re pushing yourself so hard. You’re not taking care of yourself, and it scares me. I don’t want to lose you. I can’t live without you.”
He pulls you into a tight embrace, holding you as if he never wants to let go. “You don’t have to, I promise you.” His voice cracks with emotion, and you can feel his tears dampening your shoulder.
You hold onto him just as tightly, your heart breaking for the pain he’s been carrying alone and you’re just so happy that he is finally letting himself cry.  
Carmen pulls away slightly to look into your eyes, his expression a mix of gratitude and determination. “I don’t deserve you, but I’m so grateful to have you by my side.”
You smile through your tears, relieved to see him opening up and acknowledging the need for change. “We’ll figure it out together. We’ll find a way to make things work.”
“Yeah, we will,” he nods, before continuing. “I… I actually started going to Al-Anon, I go three times a week.” 
You’re taken aback by Carmen’s revelation, but also immensely proud of him for taking this step. You gently squeeze his hand, your love for him growing with each passing moment. “That’s amazing, Carm,” you say softly. “For how long?”
“I started going two weeks ago, I don’t know why I didn’t say anything earlier,” he admits, a hint of shame in his voice. “I guess I just needed to take it in my own tempo.” 
You shake your head, wiping away your remaining tears. “It’s okay, Carm, I’m just so glad you’re looking out for yourself.” 
Carmen takes a deep breath, his gaze filled with renewed determination. “I really don’t deserve you, thank you for not giving up on me, even when I pushed you away. I love you so much, and I promise I’ll find a way to make this work.”
You lean in and press a gentle kiss to his lips, feeling a sense of hope and unity. “I love you too, Carmy. And yeah, we’ll face this together, one step at a time.”
Thank you for reading! ♡ this is my first time writing for Carmy and I had such a blast writing for him, but I also was a little intimidated by this piece, so please let me know what you thought ♡
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skipppppy · 2 months
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CARMEN WEEK DAY 2: FAVOURITE SHIP
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Chase x Shadowsan lovers hiiiiiiiii,,, all 3 of us are united. Please consider the dynamic if you haven’t already. Old depressed middle aged man x rage filled depressed middle aged man. The drama. The mutual hatred turned mutual attraction,, the aching need for each other hidden behind resentful stares,, also Devineaux canonically said Shadowsan’s face looked like a lizard’s ass. True love in its purest form
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frozenwolftemplar · 5 months
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Somehow, the Carmen Sandiego brainrot has taken hold even though I haven't watched an episode in months (no idea how that happened). So, how's about some headcanons? (feel free to play with any or all if they strike your fancy)
-- Carmen's room in headquarters has two wall clocks, one set to San Diego time and one to Ontario because
-- Player has a veritable army of cousins. Carmen never got a straight number because just when she thinks she's got them down, he'll offhandedly mention someone having a baby or something; quite honestly, he can't keep track either.
-- Carmen is nearly hopeless with numbers. Time zones, exchange rates, converting to imperial units when she's in the U.S., she never got the hang of any of it and has learned to just consult Player.
-- "Okay, that guy at the front desk said I'm ten miles from the Grand Canyon. How many-" "Sixteen, Red. Keep an eye out, it's easy to miss." "Very funny."
-- It drove the Faculty absolutely nuts that their 'golden opportunity' is math-stupid; they chalked it up to something she got from her mother's side.
-- It's not. Dexter Wolfe was just *that* good at hiding his dyscalculia.
-- The one math-y thing she can do is card counting, a key component of being an incorrigible cheat at board/card games. Because she will cheat at anything and everything.
-- Seriously, one time Zach and Ivy found an old Candyland game (just lying around the warehouse, don't ask) and Carmen, who had never seen the game in her life, positively trounced them.
-- They just *know* she has to be cheating but can't prove it.
-- Ivy, bewildered, to Carmen's cat-that-got-the-canary face: "How does someone cheat at Candyland?!?" She's just that good.
-- Whenever Shadowsan plays her in cards, it takes all of two minutes for the game to devolve from 'whatever they were supposed to be playing' to 'who's better at sleight of hand.' Not that he condones cheating, mind, but if Carmen's going to, well, he's not just going to let her get away with that.
-- Carmen as a kid was a very picky eater (her adventurous spirit not extending to the culinary world); the Faculty was as helpful as you'd expect.
-- "Dammit, Saira, I told you to quit trying to feed her that rice!" "Well I need someone to taste test-" (absolutely no sense of taste on Saira; lab accident, we don't talk about it) "-and you certainly haven't volunteered. Besides, this newest formula is fortified with three essential vitamins and minerals (at least, I think they're essential), which is more than those sweets you keep plying her with." "At least she eats those!"
-- Ivy and Zach are high school dropouts, figuring they could get ahead better with racing than with academics. As part of joining ACME they get their GED's (since they require *at least* a high school diploma) and the whole team (plus Chase and Julia) help out and are so proud when they pass.
-- The first thing Carmen always does in the morning, something that doesn't change post-series, is call Player. It's also the last thing she does before turning in at night. She can't imagine being any other way, and neither can he. (crud, they're just the bestest friends, I love them so much)
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silkoodles · 1 month
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decided my first draft at Brown sucked a lot actually so i redesigned them for a fic idea I drafted up. Came up with this villain duo.
Also Carmen Mother Jump Scare!
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tumblr just recommended me a mime bomb x reader fic… people are simping for HIM???
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fedorah-the-explorah · 10 months
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okay but imagine a carmen sandiego au where she and player are the same age and the hilarity that ensues when acme realizes the most wanted woman in the world is actually a literal fucking teenager.
she meets zack and ivy as a scruffy looking fifteen year old but she's still talking bout "oh this is for your own safety, you kids don't know what you're getting yourselves into." only they find out her age like five minutes later and they're like ""THATS A CHILD."
for the time being, ivy is suddenly the oldest member of team red and that's just fun.
being the same age, carmen and player are automatically 400% more dangerous and deranged because they're teenagers and as we all know, teenagers are 90% primordial rage and violence.
devineaux encounters carmen for the first time and is like "ah, at long last, I have captured the elusive carmen sandiego: la fem-- la fille rouge?!" obviously she still hands him an L.
when she steals from VILE for the first time as carmen sandiego, shadowsan has to go have a lie down bc he kind of assumed his bitch ass daughter would go and do literally anything else-- but nope being a menace is a full time job that lasts forever babeyy. when he eventually joins the team he is in a constant state of distress bc children.
and then of course, she'd be like sixteen at the start of the story, so while she is still carmen sandiego with the same morals and motivation, you've also got those lingering bits of black sheep left over and naturally that just makes the chaos levels sky rocket.
I know a lot of the community really enjoys shipping, so probably not the AU for everyone-- but I've always enjoyed the found family aspects of the show and I think this AU is a lot of fun. I rotate it in my mind every day :)
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snakesinsocks2005 · 8 months
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Fanart for @disfordevineaux 's fic A Simple Mission
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Bonus scribble comic under cut
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theangelcatalogue · 15 days
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☆ - Carmen Sandiego(2019)!
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☆ - Carmen
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☆ - Player
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☆ - Gray
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☆ - Ivy
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☆ - Zack
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☆ - Jules/Julia
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☆ - Groups + Others
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rueitae · 7 months
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Headcanon: Player also goes by “Player” with his parents, because growing up his mother would affectionately refer to him as “my player two”.
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evermorecatra · 8 months
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Carmen, trying to stop her stab wound from bleeding out: Why do these things always keep happenning to me?
Also Carmen, a few hours ago: Listen, I know that the painting VILE stole a year ago being sold so suddenly is an obvious trap but it has too much cultural value for me to let them have it. I have to go steal it.
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jackie-shitposts · 9 months
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om nom nom
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Day 4: Geography
Author @rueitae
In annoyance Chase turns briefly to the young man next to him. He huffs as he turns his eyes back to the road. “Must you wear the helmet?”
“Between Carmen, Julia, and Chief, I have heard about every single incident with you and cars in exhausting detail,” Player tells him, gripping both the door handle and middle console with each hand as if in fear for his life. “Besides, Carmen said I couldn’t get in the car with you without wearing it. I agreed with her.”
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disfordevineaux · 14 days
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Brooo naurrr like I did not just add more paragraphs to a fic I posted in JANUARY of 2021. Because that would be super mega cringe on an ultimate level one can not comprehend. I can't keep getting away with this I'm gnawing at the bars of my poorly secured enclosure
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be-bi-do-crime · 2 years
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yes, oblivious carmen is good, but can we talk about oblivious jules. CAN WE. oh my god.
carmen actively trying to court her and flirt with her, leaving her roses, gifts, winking at her etc and julia is just like “wow! this is so nice :) carmen is being such a good friend! :)”
and carmen is constantly wailing to player. “have you seen jules today. did you see how she smiled at me. she’s so sweet oh i really hope she liked the roses i left her” and player goes “holy shit just ask her out” and carmen is like “ARE YOU CRAZY”
but then carmen eventually gets the nerve and does it. SHE DOES IT! and julia finally has a realization.
carmen: hey jules, i was wondering if you wanted to get some coffee with me sometime? just the two of us?
julia, thinking: THE carmen sandiego wants to spend time alone with me?! what an honour!!!
julia: i would love to!!
carmen: great, it’s a date!
julia:
julia: WAIT ITS A WHAT—
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