#we can know do a power move on carmen

[sleepyminty]

Absolutely losing it that we are now able to be an absolute dick to abnomalities in the new mirror dungeon

Except for lost passenger

#we have wrong move right move and dick move #the lcb team are more powerful than the Library and lob corp cuz they can be an ass to abnos now #project moon #limbus company #library of ruina #lobotomy corp #lets be real we all have that dream to do so since our lob corp year #to german suplexes abnos #the lcb gang are now done with their shit and now act on intrutive thoughts insane behavior but understandable one #this mirror dungeon is based on heath canto so im glad that all sinners just go unga bunga wuth heath-like solutions #we can know do a power move on carmen #assert dominance to know who the real aleph are #the gall to drink water in front of the brass bull

[slutforln4]

needed me.

🖇️ single life felt good after lewis broke your heart, but being taken felt even better after he fixed it.

🖇️ lewis hamilton x actress!reader

🖇️ social media au, no face claim.

🖇️ requested by a lovely anon, but i decided to make it into a smau because i felt like i could portray it better. enjoy 🤍

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user1 mother???

user2 wait... they broke up????????????

user3 he fumbled BADLY

charles_leclerc carlos and i miss you cherie, when will we see you at the races again?

yourusername i'll be there when i can ❤️

yourbsf1 good riddance lh 🤍

yourusername haha stop 💋 come over, pasta night yourbsf getting in my car as we speak

user4 not yn's bestie putting his initials 😭

user5 iconic, i can't lie

user6 notice how lewis is still in the likes

user7 yn is so powerful that the men just can't resist ❤️

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ynactressnews yn ln cast as Lara Croft in the upcoming "Lara Croft: Tomb Raider" movie!

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user8 OH MY GOD

user9 MY FAVOURITE ACTRESS AND MY FAVE GAME???? i'm unwell babe

user10 this is beautiful, i'm in awe of this woman

user11 she's about to serve so much cunt.

yourbsf i know that's right!

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user12 i'm foaming at the mouth

user13 mommy.

user14 reject me so i could move on. PLEASE.

user15 how does lewis live with himself knowing he lost all THIS

yourbsf pretty girl ❤️

user16 i'm heartbroken for hamilton actually. lost the baddest bitch in the world and for what

yourbsf for the eight championship he can't seem to win ❤️ *this comment has been deleted

user17 YN'S BEST FRIEND IS FUCKING BADASS LMAO

user18 okay we get it, can the f1 stans shut up now

user19 right like we know your fuckass driver lost yn, pack it up and move on

user20 it's as much our loss as it's his, and we're here to support mother slaying!

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user21 omg

user22 i forgot she's friends with charles omg this is cute

scuderiaferrari ❤️❤️❤️

charles_leclerc was lovely having you back at the paddock, yn❤️

yourusername it was lovely being there, charlie. always fun with you two around

user23 they're so cute i love them

user24 lewis and yn? OUT. charles and yn? IN.

user25 can we not... they're just friends

user26 i wonder how lewis is gonna take the news...

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user27 THE WAGS AND YN (??!/?:&:@;

user28 i'm having a stroke. wdym lily and yn's best friend and carmen and kika and yn had a fucking boy talk sesh in an elevator in MILAN. peak girlhood.

yourusername it was a beautiful experience

user29 notice how yn's in italy now...

user30 boutta pop up at another race

charles_leclerc monza will look much brighter with you there, soleil

yourusername i only reflect what ferrari's golden boy shines on me 💋

charles_leclerc you flatter me, cherie

user31 is it too early for charlesyn allegations?

user32 i'm calling all the yn and ferrari girls for a collective meeting, effective IMMEDIATELY

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scuderiaferrari Always a pleasure having @/yourusername in our garage 💫

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user33 she's either being so supportive of her friends or she's doing this to drive lewis insane

user34 could be both, probably liked by yourusername

user34 yn's paddock fits >>>

yourbsf her paddock fits always slay liked by scuderiaferrari

user35 this is so funny to me

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yourbsf TWO plates? girl you better be bringing charles leclerc himself as an early birthday present.

yourusername can you blame me? lu knows the way to my heart ❤️

yourbsf so he also knew the way to your heart when he called you his friend on live tv after you had posted a hard launch that HE suggested?

yourusername he's drowning me in fucking prada heels and brand name gift bags

yourusername he got you a louis vuitton purse too babe

yourbsf never once doubted him 🤍 great man

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user36 so... about that insta story.

user37 two plates...

user38 idk if this makes me sound dumb but why is that relevant at all

user37 yns best friend is a popular youtube star and she's filmed a few videos with yn. in a vlog of their trip to barcelona, yns best friend exposed yn for always sitting alone on her jet. and in a future video where they were travelling with lewis to the abu dhabi gp, there was a shot with lewis and yn sharing a seat on the jet. yns best friend said that the only person yn sits with is lewis, so everyone's freaking out.

user38 oh!!! that's cute

yourbsf playing detectives here damn

yourusername they're better at it than you, i fear

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lewis 💋

you think they’ll stop attacking you now?

my girl ❤️

i didn’t really care that they did baby, but thank you

lewis 💋

i still think you should hard launch me again

that pic of me with roscoe

my girl ❤️

so you could friendzone me on live tv again?

in your dreams, honey

lewis 💋

true

i do dream about you

and i want to do it right this time

my girl ❤️

if you promise to buy me a benz next, i’ll consider

kidding, check insta in a few x

lewis 💋

way ahead of you, princess

check your driveway

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yourbsf sick of seeing you two gushing over each other again. gross.

yourbsf kidding 💋 i love you guys, thanks lewis for lending me the mansion and your 12 lambos, 36 mercs, 4 ferrari’s and 7 porsches!

charles_leclerc it’s funny how all of these are true

yourbsf you just called me funny… i’m free whenever you want me

charles_leclerc oh, how sweet. does tomorrow 8pm work?

yourbsf anything works for me baby 💋

lewishamilton i’m ignoring how insufferable my future teammate and your best friend is.

lewishamilton anything for my girl ❤️

yourusername what was that?

lewishamilton my GIRLFRIEND! my PARTNER! my SIGNIFICANT OTHER! the girl i will MARRY!

yourusername that’s better x

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🖇️ this is kinda hot, i dig it

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[ilongfor-the-arts]

Hi! Can I request a Carmy fic? I would love a confident reader who is maybe Sydney’s friend who comes to visit her at the restaurant. Asks her “who’s that?” when she sees Carmy in the background and tells Syd she has a hot boss (and Carmy overhears and likes her too). You can take it from there (with hopefully some smut)….I think Carmy would be emboldened if he knew that someone clearly liked him

More Than Friends

Pairing: Carmen Berzatto x fem! Reader

Warnings: language, talking about sex, smut, oral (m! Receiving), office sex

Summary: *in req*

Word Count: 2.8k

When I heard Sydney had gotten a job at "the best restaurant in the world," I imagined something a little more refined than The Original Beef of Chicagoland. Standing in front of the filthy sign, cluttered windows, and peeling facade made me question my decision to meet Sydney's "friends." I can only imagine the types of people who would gladly work here.

“Alright, I know it doesn’t look like much. But I promise, once you taste the food, you’ll never wanna eat anywhere else.”

I dragged my gaze across the unassuming appearance of "the best restaurant in the world." I'm not one to pass judgment based on appearance, but a dirty facade is not something you want to see in a place where food is being prepared for your consumption.

"Alright, Syd,” I say with a sigh, “I’m choosing to trust you on this one.”

Syd grasped my hand, tugging me through the threshold.

“Great! You won’t regret this Y/N.”

I permit Sydney to lead me into the restaurant. My nose was immediately filled with wonder. Considering the facade, the smell was impeccable.

“Woah.”

I said, staring aimlessly at the unkempt kitchen because the smell didn't match the appearance.

“What?”

Syd asked, worried something was not to my liking.

“I just- wow, it smells unbelievable in here.”

Sydney’s face broke into a pearly white smile.

“I know right! God, I was so worried you were gonna hate it!”

I looked all around the restaurant. It was shabby, dirty, and a little stuffy. In the corners of the room, the paint was beginning to peel. On the counter, a thin film of dust had accumulated. However, there was something that was quite adorable. For instance, it seemed as if this would be a great place for a first date. It appeared to be a location where many happy memories were stored.

“Hm.”

I hummed, crossing my arms over my chest.

“I don’t wanna speak too soon, but this certainly feels promising.”

“Oh my God just wait until you meet the crew! They are gonna love-”

“Sydney?!”

A moving figure that appeared behind the counter caught my attention.

Oh my God.

“Who is this?”

He pointed towards me.

“This is Y/N, the friend I was telling you about?”

His eyes landed on mine. He was gorgeous, God. I was almost angry at Sydney for failing to inform me about her sexy coworker.

“Oh, this is Y/N?”

Alright, now was the time to take command.

“Hey, I’m Y/N.”

I strolled over and optimistically extended a hand for him to take. His shocked gaze lingered over my friendly gesture.

“Oh- Um, hi Y/N, I’m Carmen…”

As Carmen clasped my hand in his, his voice drifted off. He had a powerful handshake. We were off to a fantastic start.

“But, um-my friends just call me Carmy.”

I grinned, shoving my hands in the pockets of my jeans.

“So, is it alright if I call you Carmy?”

He raised his eyebrows in surpirse.

“Well, I mean-um-that depends? Do you think were gonna be friends?”

I scoffed, my grin morphing into a subtle smirk.

“Y’know, I don’t know if I wanna be friends.”

It took a minute for him to get it, but once he did, the reaction was instnat. Carmen’s lips parted, a faint shade of pink creeping onto his cheekbones.

“Well, um-”

He looked to Sydney for solitude. She chimed in.

“Hey, um, Y/N, we only have about an hour until we open.”

She came around to my side, wrapped her arm around my shoulder, and led me to the kitchen. She was directing my attention away from Carmen.

“How ‘bout we take a look around and then I can make you some food to take home?”

I nodded.

“Sounds like a plan to me.”

I removed myself from the uncomfortable blanket of awkwardness once we were in the kitchen and a considerable distance away from Carmen.

“Okay, what the hell Syd? Why didn’t you tell me you had a hot coworker!”

Sydney pressed her finger to my lips, hushing me. Her face was filled with fear. Was my flirtation really that petrifying?

“Sh! Y/N, he’s not just a coworker he’s my boss!”

My jaw dropped to the floor, my eyes widening.

“No way in hell! He’s your boss?! The man I just talked to is your fucking boss?!”

“The man you just flirted with is my fucking boss!”

I scoffed loudly, my tone creeping well above a whisper.

“Sydney you have a hot boss!”

“Y/N!”

She exclaimed sternly.

“Please! I beg of you! Try to keep the flirting to a minimum!”

I rolled my eyes.

“Jesus Sydney why don’t you just cut off my leg while you’re at it!”

I flung myself atop a kitchen coutner playfully, dangling my legs.

“I mean, you have this absolute hunk of a man bossing you around and hanging over your shoulder 24/7. You are lucky!”

Sydney crossed her arms over her chest, her lips pursed.

“Please, can you just not flirt with my boss.”

I groaned.

“You are no fun.”

I gnawed on my lower lip, staring into the nothingness past Sydney, letting my mind drift. When a burning question popped into my head, I quickly jerked back into reality.

“Alright, but, can I just ask one thing?”

Sydney sighed.

“What?”

She inquired, exasperated.

“Have you ever tried to-”

She waved her hands through the air, hastily dismissing my question.

“Oh my God please no more of that! No! The answer is no!”

I held my hands up in defense.

“Hey! Don’t attack me! I was just asking!”

Sydney rolled her eyes, her annoynace bubbling within her.

“Look Y/N, Carmen is a really lonely guy. He isn’t like one of those jocks you’re used to flirting with-”

Sydney's tone was tinged with judgment. I had to chime in.

“Woah, okay, when did this turn into criticizing my romantic choices?”

Sydney shook her head, restarting her thought process.

“That’s not what I’m saying. I’m just saying you are a confident girl and he is very much so a not confident guy. And, I know you’re just screwing around, and even though you might think he knows you're screwing around, I promise you he does not.”

I stared off into space, appearing to carefully consider my next ideas even though I was only messing with Sydney. I mean, really? Don't flirt with her hot boss? Was she for real?

“Alright, so what you’re saying is make it obvious I’m not screwing around before I fuck him?”

Sydney groaned, her eyes virtually rolling to the back of her head.

“That’s absolutely not what I’m saying!”

“Sydney! Get your ass over here I need your help with something!”

Another voice, not Carmen's, reverberated around the kitchen walls. Sydney raced over to me, her voice barely above a whisper. I recoiled, surprised at her sudden closeness.

“I’m saying don’t fuck him! Please!”

She took a step back, placing distance between us. Sydney took a deep breath, steadying herself.

“Now, I gotta go. Are you okay hanging here for a second?”

I nodded, trying to conceal my annoyance.

“Sure. I’ll be okay.”

“Hands to yourself!”

Sydney exclaimed before vanishing from sight. I assumed she'd only take a few minutes, but after about ten minutes of waiting, I decided to go exploring. I stumbled upon an appealing door that was closed off from the rest of the restaurant. I glanced from side to side, ensuring no one was around to witness my snooping.

I flung open the door, eager to discover the secrets of the hidden room. What I didn't expect to find was Carmen hunched over a desk, scribbling on a scrap of paper. When he noticed I was in his office, a look of shock wafted over his features. He blushed.

“Oh! Um, Y/N, what are you doing here?”

I shut the door behind me. Now, it was just me and him, in his office, alone.

Perfect.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to disturb you, I was just exploring and this door was closed so it excited me.”

I motioned to the door behind me.

“Huh. Do-um, do things that are off limits entice you?”

I strolled over to his desk, trying not to overwhelm him with my seductive attempts.

“Yes. When someone tells me I can’t have something, it makes me want it real bad.”

“Yes. When someone tells me I can’t have something, it makes me want it real bad.”

Carmen scoffed.

“What? Like your friend's hot boss?”

Oh my God.

He heard that?

His cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of pink. He was taken aback by his own self-assurance.

“I mean, um, I didn’t-uh, I-I wasn’t eavesdropping I promise.”

He averted his gaze, suddenly becoming preoccupied with the numerous bills on his desk. I shrugged casually.

“It’s alright. Honestly, I don’t really care. It’s your restaurant after all. You have a right to know what’s going on.”

Carmen scoffed.

“What? Like your friend's hot boss?”

Oh my God.

He heard that?

His cheeks flushed an even brighter shade of pink. He was taken aback by his own self-assurance.

“I mean, um, I didn’t-uh, I-I wasn’t eavesdropping I promise.”

He averted his gaze, suddenly becoming preoccupied with the numerous bills on his desk. I shrugged casually.

“It’s alright. Honestly, I don’t really care. It’s your restaurant after all. You have a right to know what’s going on.”

Through his lashes, he looked up at me. Except for the soothing hum of the air conditioner, there was complete silence. The dim lighting created an intriguing ambience in the space.

“Uh-well, I’m still sorry.”

I grinned, his awkwardness was incredibly adorable.

“Did you happen to hear what Sydney said? Yknow, about the whole…”

I waved my hand through the stuffy air, hoping he'd finish the sentence for me. If Carmen was as unaccustomed to female interaction as Sydney suggested, I would not bring up the subject of sex.

Carmen raised his eyebrows.

“Uh-yeah, I-um, I heard most of it.”

He laughed awkwardly.

“Please don’t fuck my boss.”

He tried to mimic Sydney's tone of voice. I laughed, delighted by his attempts at humor. I trailed my finger down the uneven wood of the desk, attempting to appear nonchalant as I entered unfamiliar terrain.

“Yknow, we can still have fun and not fuck.”

Carmen shifted in his seat, tightening his grasp on the armrests. His knuckles had turned a pale white.

“We don't-y’know-we don’t have to do anything.”

I nodded.

“We don’t have to do anything you don’t wanna do. But, honestly, do you think I’m attractive?”

The breath hitched in Carmen’s throat.

“Yeah, I do.”

He said, voice cracking slightly. I smirked, fluttering my lashes suggestively.

“Good, cause I think you’re attractive.”

I moved my gaze down his body, enjoying the sight of his toned torso being softly hugged by a white shirt. God, his hands, what I’d give to have them around my neck.

Baby steps.

Baby steps.

Carmen shifted once more in his seat, the bulge in his jeans becoming increasingly more difficult to conceal.

“And, if you’ll let me, I’d love to take care of that for you.”

Carmen’s eyes widened.

“Oh-um, you don’t have to-“

“Well, I’m aware I don’t have to. But, yknow, usually when two people are attracted to each other they act on it.”

I slowly dropped to my knees in front of him, staring at him through my lashes. I shuffled closer, settling myself between his spread legs. The gentle smell of sweat and smoke wafted through the air.

“I mean, what’s the point of being attracted to someone if all you do is beat around the bush?”

God, this angle made me want to fuck him even more. He looked extra sexy when he was all hot and bothered.

“Yeah-um, I guess.”

I reached for his jeans, slowly unbuttoning his fly.

“Is this okay?”

Carmen gulped, his lips falling open as his breathing became audible.

“Yeah, this is okay.”

I tugged his jeans down his thighs, exposing his black boxers. Carmen’s erection was growing with every subtle touch.

Jesus, he was big.

I hooked a finger in the waistband of his boxers, pulling them down to join his jeans in a pool on the floor. His cock sprang free, beads of precum already collecting on the swollen tip.

“Oh Jesus.”

Carmen murmured under his breath. His knuckles were white. I playfully cast a glance upwards as I wrapped my hand around his length. Carmen shuddered. His entire body convulsed as I began to pump his erection. A few stray curls fell onto his forehead, and his chest heaved with each strangled breath.

“Try to be quiet, alright? We don’t want Sydney to think I’m fucking her hot boss.”

With that comment, I slipped the tip of his cock into my mouth. Carmen grit his teeth, suppressing the noises that threatened to spill past his lips.

“Does that feel good?”

I asked before hastily resuming my previous actions. Bit by bit, I took Carmen’s thick cock into my mouth. But he couldn’t help himself. Carmen thrusted his hips forward, his tip slamming into the back of my throat. I gagged, his visceral reaction was incredibly unexpected.

“Shit,” he whispered, “I’m sorry. Uh-yeah, yeah, that feels really good. Please, please don’t stop.”

Oh, I was not stopping.

Carmen's tanned body was covered in a thin mist of sweat. Moisture had adhered to the loose curls on his forehead. His pupils had been blown, and his dreamy blue eyes had turned nearly entirely black with passion.

Carmen's chest continued to heave as he attempted to recover control over his own body. He threw his head back, his Adam's apple now exposed.

God, he was sexy. I wanted nothing more than to place a hickey on that lovely neck of his.

The sound of footsteps hurried past the office door. Carmen's eyes widened in disbelief. He placed his fist in his mouth and bit down hard to conceal his desire.

Oh God, the thought of Sydney bursting through the door to find me on my knees with Carmen’s cock in my mouth frightened me. So, I gently took Carmen’s free fist and placed it in my hair, hoping he would take the hint and manipulate me to his liking.

Thankfully, his desire was so prominent that he pushed away his apprehension. He quickened my pace, moving me along his cock more rapidly. I relaxed my body, allowing myself to become a tool to help him achieve his release.

Carmen gripped my roots with such force that I feared my scalp would be pulled from my skull. Nevertheless, I pushed past the pain and discomfort in my knees and worked to bring him to an orgasm.

Carmen instinctively bucked his hips into my mouth, his cock twitching on my tongue. His salty precum coated my taste buds. I dragged my tongue over his swollen tip, his length now twitching more rapidly.

“Fuck! Jesus, I’m gonna-“

Carmen’s voice morphed into a pornographic moan as his hot cum coated my throat. He released his death grip on my roots, taking a few loose strands of hair with him. I gently dragged my lips along his cock a few more times in order to bring him down from his high. When he grew completely soft in my mouth, I removed my mouth from his length with a subtle pop.

I stood, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

“You alright?”

Carmen hastily shoved his cock back into his boxers.

“I’m uh-I’m great.”

He threw his jeans over his hips, tattooed biceps rippling as he redid his fly.

He has nice arms.

I bet he could throw me around really easily.

“I just-um-we open really soon and I-um-I need to get ready there’s still a lot of work to be done.”

Carmen pushed past me. Before he could throw open the door, I placed my palm atop his hand, halting his movements.

“Would you wanna get dinner with me sometime?”

His eyes had returned to their lovely blue.

“Sure, um… I’m super busy but I think I can make something work.”

He grinned softly. He had a beautiful smile. God, this guy needs to get laid.

“Sounds good.”

Carmen and I crossed the threshold into the now-busy front of the restaurant. Employees rushed back and forth. A crowd had gathered around the front door. Carmen tapped my shoulder to attract my attention.

“Could I, um, maybe get your number?”

He asked, chuckling. I crossed my arms over my chest. I grinned devilishly.

“Sorry, I don’t have my phone on me right now,” I began, “oh! But, Y’know who does have my number who you could ask?”

Carmen tilted his head to the side, intrigued.

“Who?”

My eyes crinkled as I grinned sincerely.

Oh, this was gonna be fun.

“Sydney.”

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[thecapricunt1616]

Lily of the Valley - (c.b. oneshot)

O/S INSPO:  Lily of the Valley Soothing, calming, draws peace and tranquility, and repels negativity. Assists in empowering happiness and mental powers. Married couples should plant Lily of the Valley in their first garden to promote longevity of the marriage.  POSTED DATE:03/30/2024 W/C: 4,114

A/N: FINALLY!!!! I am so sorry this took forever! This O/S is based on this adorable request from the LOML @daysofyellowroses - please check out her blog! I hope this satisfies your Carmy Proposing idea! I'm sorry it took so long i've been sick, but were back baby!!! Requests are opennnn y'all! This is also heavily inspired by my amazing OOMF @gingergofastboatsmojito - In another timeline Carmy still somehow came across Madame Stardusts jewelry (she transcends time and space that woman!) , & Stella exists too! If you want to meet more of that character in the universe Ginger created (I highly recommend you do)you can read that AMAZING FIC HERE ! Please be sure to leave kudos & comments & give Ginger all the flowers she deserves!!!

WARNINGS FOR BTC: Smut, Swearing, NO USE OF Y/N - As little physical description as possible, fluffy Carmen, OC Carmy - (He's more emotionally grown obvi hahah)

➵ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭 

You pushed the heavy, bulging tote bags full of groceries up your arm as you walked back to Your&Carmy’s shared Condo Building. The wildflower seeds you’d thrown on the little patches of grass on your walks to the train, along the sidewalk on your block had finally started to bloom. Adorable tiny little flowers in vibrant shades of blue, pink, purple, yellow, and white peeking out over the sidewalk's edge. 

Spring had most definitely sprung in Chicago by this point. Your commute whilst walking to work down Michigan Ave, passing the stunning array of tulips, had told you that fiercely every time you walked to and from the train this week on the way to work. It was finally Friday, and you couldn’t be happier. 

Carmen had been so busy this week- busier than normal. You’d usually just hang out with your best friends to fill that pathetic, lonely void while grading papers and doing your own assignments- but they were busy this week too! You were convinced the universe had bound you to loneliness this week, so naturally, all you wanted to do was get home, crawl into bed, and sleep- until Carmy came in around 2 to 3 am, and get that savored 15 minutes of cuddles after his shower, before exhaustion came over you again and you fell back asleep. 

You used your special key fob to get in the door of your condo’s shared building, which to your standards was very luxurious- it included amenities you’d never even thought of. You and Carmy had moved in together 3 months ago, it took a lot of convincing on your end. You and Carmy had lived on opposite ends of town, so every time you’d see eachother, (which was very often) -  it would be an hour's drive that he insisted- or, him losing the battle- and allowing you to take the train back all those stops. 

You weren’t particularly religious,  it was more just a personal preference - that you would be at least engaged before you were to move in together. Especially before having a mortgage together. You’d told Carmy this, and he’d given you the same answer each time over the last two years he’d been begging - “Baby we know we’re in love, you know we’re eachothers forever person - we tell eachother every day! We’ve been together 3 years, Let me take care of you” 

It wasn’t that you didn’t want to be taken care of- it’s just��you liked working. You loved your job, you’d went to school and earned a masters degree for Christ sake, and were currently working on your PHD. You couldn’t ever see yourself giving that up, and moving in with a boyfriend and him insisting on paying all the bills made you fear you’d fall pregnant, and then your professional life would be over. 

But, Carmen had insisted to you he wasn’t interested in children unless you were. You were sure at one point you never wanted them, but you were becoming more afraid, because seeing as amazing an uncle Carmen was, how naturally kind and understanding he was of children- it brought out something in you. It was so sudden that you could imagine turning your shared library / art studio into a nursery during slow time at work. 

You walked down the hall, in no rush to be home. The only presence waiting being your cat, Truffle, Carmy had insisted on the name due to his deep black fur. 

You approached the door, confused as to why you were hearing…music? From your apartment? You shook the hope of Carmy being home this early away, not wanting to be dissapointed. The neighbors downstairs must be blasting that same kind of jazz instrumental Carmy listens to so loud that you heard it through the floor. 

You unlock the door, and sure enough the music playing softly through the condo gets a tad louder but the first thing to catch your eye was the white and pink rose petals making a trail to the kitchen. You heard Carmy humming lightly, the sound of chopping on the cutting board. 

“Bear?” You quickly nudge the door shut with your hip, not even bothering to take your shoes off and rushing down the hall into the kitchen. Sitting atop the breakfast bar, was a vase packed with beautiful pink and white roses. 

He looks up from the cutting board “My favorite girl” he stops what he was doing immediately coming and taking the bags from your shoulders, setting them down before greeting you with a sweet kiss. He cupped your cheeks gently, pulling you in to him so you were flush together with his other hand.  

“You used our card f’that right?” He asked softly when he pulled away. You roll your eyes a bit, he had insisted you get a shared credit card, and that you purchase everything with it- and at the end of the month, he will show you the statement, and only pay a quarter of the total, just another one of the ways he assured every financial burden of yours was eased significantly. 

“Yes, what is all this baby?” You asked, motioning to the roses. “Did I forget somethin? Our anniversary isn’t for another 2 months” you asked a bit nervously. Carmen wasn’t a stickler for dates, but it would break your heart if you were to forget something important. 

“No- no. I just…just love you- I wanted to show you, and especially after this week I know I’ve been crazy busy, and I’ve been comin’ in late and leavin’ early, and…I just wanted to show my best girl how much she means t’me” he kissed your forehead sweetly and you felt a blush creeping to your cheeks. 

“That’s so sweet Bear. Thank you I love you, this is…no one’s ever done this- oh my god- are those balloons?” You giggled, seeing heart shaped foil balloons tied to your chair at the table and he smiled proudly. 

“Mmhmm, the lady at the flower place said that - we can talk about it later. You wanna cook w’me? You can just watch if you want?” He asked, gently brushing his fingers through your hair. 

“I never turn down a lesson from the best, let me go get changed real quick” you headed toward the bedroom and he stopped you by your hand pulling you back into his chest, kissing your neck with wet open mouth kisses earning a giggle that you couldn’t contain. 

“Mmm- don’t go in there right now, it’s for later. I already got your pajamas right here” he said going over to the couch and grabbing your favorite pair of sweatpants and his old ‘the beef’ tshirt that to you was the most comfortable thing in the world, especially when he wore it to bed for a few nights before giving it back. 

“For later huh?” You muse, taking off your heeled booties and unbuttoning your slacks before peeling them off and trading them for your soft fuzzy grey sweatpants. 

“Mmhmm” he hummed in response and took your pants for you and your blouse and bra as well, bringing them to the laundry room as you put the shirt on and got your hair situated into a bun. 

“What are we cooking today, chef?” You asked, heading over to the kitchen to see there were little bowls of vegetables that have been precut and you gasp happily. “Stop- are we really?” You giggled. 

“I told you that it’s easy baby but you hate eggplant so ratatouille isn’t gonna be something you’re a big fan of” he chuckled. You had watched the movie with him, and told him that the ratatouille dish looked insanely delicious and that you wanted him to make it for you, but he told you your aversion to eggplant would probably turn you off the dish. 

“But there isn’t eggplant” you said looking over the dishes filled with various vegetables. 

“That’s right, this is princess ratatouille. I’ve been figurin’ out different vegetables w’Syd that would work for it, we finally got it right. We have zucchini and a few different squashes, and we have onion and garlic, tomato, bell pepper, everything you like. I think you’ll love it baby.” He said rubbing your back gently. 

“Of course I’m gonna love it bear, I love everything we make together you have the magic touch. So what’s my job?” You asked eagerly. 

“You my special sous chef, are gonna help put the veggies in and I’m gonna do the sauce” He kissed your temple gently. 

“Ok! Let me get my apron” You said, happily turning to the drawer you kept your aprons in.

“Wait-” he said, holding your arm. You look back at him and he looked…nervous.”Is…something wrong?” You questioned, brows furrowed slightly in concern.

“No- no I um….i got you a new one” he said sheepishly, walking over to the island and opening up the cupboard beneath you never used. 

“Oh- ok..Leveling up are we?” You joked, happily leaning against the counter. 

“Jesus-” he chuckled, “Close y’r fuckin eyes- carnival psychic” he teases and you laughed, obliging and closing your eyes.

“Carnival psychic?” you asked and he came over gently putting bundle of fabric in your awaiting hands.

“I swear t’god- you went snoopin’? Open your eyes” he said. You opened your eyes, looking into your hands and seeing an apron. It was white, just like his, and folded perfectly. In thick black letters, intricately painted, ‘ Will You Marry Me? ‘ Adorned with a little red heart over the center pocket that had a square shaped bump.

You felt all of the blood leave your face, your knees feeling wobbly, your mouth gaping in to an O shape, as you stare down at the apron. “Where did you get this?” you whispered, completely awestruck. 

“I-I…um…made it?” he rubbed the back of his neck nervously. “I- shit. Fuck- is this not how you pictured it? I’m so fuckin sorry babe- I-I thought…I dunno- like.. You wanted it private? Cause I know you said you’d never-” he’s interrupted by your lips crashing on his in a fervent wanting kiss, a mix of spit and teeth and lips and tongues, he moans softly into your mouth, squeezing your waist.

You were pressed together so firmly that the small box dug into your ribs, eventually pulling away from him with shaking hands and reaching into the pocket, pulling out the small black velvet box. You ever so carefully opened it, your breath catching in your throat when you saw the absolutely breathtaking ring.

“I-it’s not uh..not a diamond- cause I know you said-” you interrupt him

“Princesses and Queens don’t wear diamonds, they wear crystals” you finished, staring at the beautifully cut opal, at least 8 carats, banded by a intricate edwardian band… nothing short of a ring for a Goddess.

“But..But- this one…it does- it has both…because uh” he swallows thickly. “It…in my mind- when I s-saw it, it represented your soul, and your physical body.. And I liked that. Cause- y’re my diamond, but you’re also my queen, my everything, baby. Like how - how you said that…you wished your aura was opal? It is. It is, angel. And every time you look at that, I want you to remember that you’re beautiful from your diamond exterior, to your opal soul” he brushed his finger over the ring, before meeting your gaze once again.

He gently wiped the tears that were running down your cheeks freely, hot and wet and open. It was rare that Carmy genuinely used his words rather then his actions to express his love for you, so you were nothing short of savoring this. “Holy fucking shit” you laughed, shaking your head and looking down at the ring box. “Put it on my hand” you held your left hand out. 

He chuckled a bit, “so… yes? You will?” he asked carefully, pulling the ring out of the box.

“Are you kidding, YES! Put this ring on my finger and fuck me dumb- this is all i’ve ever wanted, Bear, I fucking love you- and youre asking if I want you to be my husband?! I’ve wanted nothing more for two years- at least!” you shake your left hand for emphasis, a wide large grin on your face.

He carefully slid the ring over your manicured finger, and it just made you cry more how it fit perfectly. “How do you know my size?!” you asked, since most of the vintage rings he'd bought you were adjustable so it didn't matter the size of the rings he’d gotten for you before.

He chuckled a bit, “so- y’re ring…y’know the one…y’thought you lost it at Chipotle like…ahhh- 8 months ago now? In the bathroom? Y’took it off at the table, you wore it on your ring finger so I had to take my chance. You kept sayin how it was like- the only ring you’d found that fit without takin’ it to the jewler. So uh” he dug in his jeans pocket, placing your beloved vintage ring with your starsign on it in your palm.

“I got that ring, based on the size. I got it uhhh…sorry dont be offended- it’s not new… I got it at an estate sale of this lady- it was crazy- the way I came across it babe… like fate. It was when Syd and I went to New York for that interview, she literally dragged me to this sale cause she said the lady who died was said to have a bunch of vintage fur and stuff she was looking f’somethin- anyway. We met the lady’s daughter- Stella? I think it was? Doesn’t matter… but she um..said her Ma was some crazy astrology nut, also said she only wore crystals. So I took a look… that was the first box I opened. And y’ring on my pinky, it fit perfect, so I tried it on- it fit like a glove. I’m glad we don't have to size it. Asked her if it was real, she said - her Ma told ‘er some…. Like life coach? Er- astrologer life coach author? Gave it to ‘er on a trip to Jamaica in the 60’s. Told ‘er ‘this ring will someday be worn on a hand proudly as a devotion of true love’- Miss- No! Madame ! Madame Stardust. Nutty name right?” he chuckled a bit. 

You smiled proudly at the ring, a devotion of true love indeed. “I think” you turned to the counter, stacking the bowls of vegetables together and putting them in the fridge as you friskily countered “you are not going in to work at all next week- wifes orders” you walked over to him, hips swaying. “And after you fuck me absolutely stupid” you grabbed his collar, pulling him in so your faces were meer inches apart “Oh- and we talk about how this mademe stardust? Confirms that our souls are indeed woven together like a fucking wicker basket” you kiss him roughly, weaving your fingers through his dirty blonde curls and tugging firmly. 

He moaned into your mouth, his hands trailing down and squeezing your ass firmly. You hummed in satisfaction, leaning against him and he stumbled back, back, back, pushing the bedroom door open with a squeak. You looked up, Breaking your kiss with wide eyes.

All throughout the bedroom, were printed photos of you and Carmy throughout the years, suspended with clear wire so it was as if the photos were floating midair. You clasp your hands over your mouth, admiring all the hard work and pure thought that had went into the gesture. You looked over all the photos, three years of memories hanging before you like a gallery of love surrounding you, all of your fondest happiest memories at every flicker of your eyes.

“Carmen” you whispered, walking forward and admiring each and every photograph…

He comes behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. 

“Y’know how you said no work next week…” he said softly, kissing up your neck with wet, sexy, open mouthed kisses. “We leave Sunday… F’Cyprus” He said hotly in your ear, his breath tickling your neck causing a moan to escape your lips as he gently lifts your shirt, palming your breast gently.

“Is- is that-” you breathe out

“We’re getting a tour of Aphrodites Baths” he said softly, rolling your taught nipple between his thumb and forefinger.

“Ah- y-you remembered?” you gasped, he let out a soft deep chuckle, Kissing the corner of your mouth and gently laying you down upon the soft sheets of your shared bed. 

“I’d have proposed over a year ago- when I got the fuckin’ ring if i coulda gotten us the tour sooner” he muttered into your skin, tugging off your- (his) shirt, leaving supple, gentle kisses over your stomach and up your ribs.

“Mm- are we- can we swim?” I asked hopefully.

He  gently wipes your tears away, “No” he said a bit sadly, “We can dip our hands… some asshole ruined swimming for people years ago…before we met…but- we were also gonna Parga Greece, baby. We’re spending 2 days in Cyprus, then flying to Parga on a charter- we can swim, fuck, do whatever in those waters baby. Amidst the Goddess of the Underworld f’five whole days” he smirked and you gasped, as if he’d gotten you the moon on a string.

“The Acheron River?” you whisper and he nodded, gently rubbing his thumb over your lips.

“That is the sexiest thing i’ve ever heard in my life- you’re gonna make me cum in the 2nd most famous river of Hell?” you giggled and he snorts a laugh, pushing you on the bed gently.

“Fuck yeah, you little fuckin’ freak” he teased, tugging off your panties and sweatpants in one swift pull, leaving you soaked and bare before him.

You gasped at the rough action, quickly being soothed by soft, sweet kisses over your hipbones. 

“I fuckin smell y’kitten fuck” he growled, kissing the inner of your thigh in the way that made you creen. 

“Shit- good- right? If y’compared me to a seafood market i’d break your nose” you teased, hooking the crooks of your knees over his shoulders, shivering when he leaned in closer, his hot breath directly over your clit- his lapis blue eyes boring into yours.

“That question doesn’t deserve an answer” he grumbled hotly, spreading your folds with his fingers and admiring the wet, slick, mess in front of him. “S’fuckin pretty princess- fuckin’ prettiest pussy in the world” he nearly moaned, burrying his mouth where you needed him most, eyes fixed on yours.

You couldn’t even make a sound- a hot breathy gasp escaping your slack-jawed stance as your head flopped back on the mattress with a soft bounce. “Mmmmm shit” Carmy hummed, satisfied with your taste as if he was devouring his favorite dessert.

“F-Ffuuuckkk” you whimpered out pathetically, voice cracking and bleeding out between the fracture lines of your hot intense pleasure.

“Mmhmm-mmmhmmm” Carmy mumbled confidently against your now firm clit, tongue flicking over it at a mind-numbing pace, bringing you right to the edge and hanging you there by a single finger.

“Ahhhh-Ahhhh-Fuck!! Carmy! Oh- ohhhh!!!” You whined, spine pointing in an arch off the mattress, your hips and thighs quivering and shaking wildly as your orgasm crashed over you like hot lightning before you could even warn him, or know yourself it was so close.

“Goooood girl, thats it- mm- my good fuckin’ girl- Y’gonna be my fuckin’ wife baby? Mmm? Gonna be mine? F’rever?” He grumbled, placing a gentle kiss to your clit before placing gentle yet firm pressure over it with the pad of his tongue that made your hips buck with a mind of their own.

He chuckled slightly into your heat, the vibration causing you to whine pathetically. “Y-yes-yes-fuck i’mfuckinyoursBear-y’gonnamakemey’wife? Yeah? Gonna make me Mrs. fuckin Carmen Berzatto?” you slurred, pulling him into a messy wanting kiss, soughing at the flavor of your core coating his spit.

“Fuckin- spit in my fucking mouth- claim me” you groaned. He smiled against your lips, pulling away slightly, a thick hot string of saliva connecting the two of you.

“So fuckin dirty” he grumbled with a smirk “Open that filthy fucking mouth” he ordered, getting quiet for a moment as he gathered saliva in the front of his mouth.

You obeyed him immediately - your jaw going slack, tongue stuck out ever so slightly and eyes fluttered shut. Then- you felt it, hot, sweet, salty saliva coating your tongue, you groan at the flavor as it continues pooling over your tastebuds. “Do not fucking swallow yet- greedy girl” he tapped your chin firmly, before pulling your jaw open wider with Tthe pad of his thumb. 

“Stick out that pretty little tongue” he grumbled, you obeyed with a smile, opening wide as you could, sticking your tongue out far, showing off the creamy white saliva he’d dressed your tongue in, so much it was seeping down onto your chin, threatening to coat the front and back of your throat.

“Good girl- that's my good little kitten” he purred, “How d’you want me princess?” he gently collected the excess saliva from your chin on his thumb, sucking it off his digit hotly as he awaits your response while you swallow gratefully, the taste setting your soul ablaze.

“I want you to fucking claim me, Carmy, holy fuck- use me, worship me, fuck me like a goddamn animal- whatever you fucking want- please” you begged after you’d savored the taste while you swallowed, his sky blue eyes going dark as navy slacks with lust at the admission. 

“Yeah? Why not all three?” he pushed you down to the mattress by your throat, not hard enough to bruise- but hard enough for the breath to leave your lungs and your core to throb so hard you were clenching your thighs, trying to give any solace of pressure to your swollen aching clit.

“P-please” you stuttered, writhing against the mattress and he chuckled darkly. 

“Are we a little needy? Mmm princess?” he pushes your knees apart with his thigh, aiding the throbbing pressure with his strong fingers, rubbing firm, slow circles into the twitching bud that made your hips snap into the mattress and head fall back to the bed, eyes rolling back with a sharp gasp of pleasure. 

“Pl-please-” you gasp out, spine arching sharply as he replaced his fingers with his mouth on your clit, 2 fingers slipping inside of you with no resistance due to the fact your core was so soaked it was beginning to pool at the dip of your bum and soak the sheets. The squelching as he pumped into your g-spot mixed with your high-pitched moans and frisky growls was absolute sin.

He opens his jaw wider, tonguing your entrance wildly and nuzzling his strong nose against your clit in broad strokes, randomly flicking back and forth quickly making you squeal in pleasure as you grind against his mouth, fully out of control of your movements as if you were a puppet on a string.

“H-Hooooo-i’m cumming- oh- don’t you dare fucking stop Carmen” you growled, grabbing his curls and pullinghim further into your core. “I’m cumming- i’mcumming-holy-holyfuck-imfuuuckiing-AAAH!” your thighs and hips shake and quiver, stars of ethereal white filling your vision.

“Mmhmmm” he grumbled, coming up and sucking your nipple with his slick lips, his chin and nose soaked with your arousal, so much so his chin dripped onto your ribs. 

“H-Oh-yes Bear” you whined out, head tilting to meet his gaze. “I need you- I-I need you inside- like- fuck- when you- you have my knees around your hips and y-you fuckin’- just drill me Carmy- I need that- need you deep” You reverberated wantingly, wrapping your thighs around his waist taughtly, making it easier for him to take you exactly how you wanted.

“Jesus Christ- I can’t fuckin’ stand y’baby. Y’re like a fuckin’ drug- it’s like I fuckin’ function unless I’ve had a hit” he nibbed your collarbone, quickly removing his jeans and boxers, aligning himself with your entrance.

You gave him a mischievous smile, inching your hips forward. “C’mon- I don’t give a fuck ‘bout cooking right now- fuck me absolutely dumb- then take me to Sam’s f’r chocolate chip pancakes- sure that waitress will be over the moon bout my ring” you mused, capturing our lips together, as he scoops up your shoulders and holds you chest to chest, your third of many orgasms that night building throughout every muscle.

It was going to be a long night….

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Chasing the Clouds: A Journey Back to The Beef | 1

Summary: Mikey left the restaurant to Carmen, Natalie, and you.

Trope: Second chances

T/W: Cursing, unresolved mental issues, trauma, suic!de, angst, and smut.

Word count: 4695

The sound of the alarm woke Carmy. 4:00AM. He had this dream on how things were a year ago, how he was in a different place being berated by the head chef. The time he always woke up everyday since he decided to move and leave everything behind. He waited for the alarm to finish to listen to the voice very familiar to him. He sat up on his bed and lit a cigarette before heading to sit in front of the window to look at the city lights Chicago has to offer him. There were little sounds he could hear that bothers him. The sound of the train. Kids laughing at the street. And your voice. The message you left him before cutting him off completely for bailing on you. Carmy played it one more time, as close to his ear as it can get.

Hey…

I know you're off and I know you can hear this so I'm just gonna say this one last time.

I miss you.

I miss how we used to be. How we used to be friends. How you and I would stay up and talk about everything. I know things got messed up when you left but I think what you don't know is you also left me. For no fucking reason. And the craziest thing is that I trusted myself you wouldn't do that. That you would not bail on me like your brother did to you but you did. 

But you did… You fucking did it, Carm. And I still miss you. Every fucking day and I wish I can lock our memories in letters and drown myself in ink of you. God, I can fill empty canvases with your paintings because all I fucking see is you. But then I realized that after that, life's too fucking short to dwell on it. So if you want us to stay that way, that's okay. We'll each have the chance to be happy on the things we like and the person we love. And that's what I'm gonna do also. And hey? If you don't want to. That's okay too. I'm moving on, B.

So… This is the last time I'll chase you. Not because I got tired but because chasing you is like chasing the clouds.

I hope you become the best of what you really want. 

Bye, B.

Carm clenched on the phone in his hand as he listened on the voicemail you left 5 years ago. He still gets updates of you from Rich and Sug. But that was it. You really meant what you said. And he blames himself for it. And the hole in the wall on his apartment when you left him that message. He knows what he did but also he, himself, doesn't know why he did it. Why he thought leaving you would be a great fucking idea. 

He got up from his seat and got ready for work. Mikey left the business for him, Sug, and you to take care of. He thought that after Mikey passed away he would get a glimpse of you but nada. He got to the restaurant and stayed in his office. Or what used to be Mikey’s. He took a look at the bills with red stamps that said they’re past due dates and sat down. He got out and took a look at the kitchen, the bar, and the dining area. All of it reminds him of his brother. Of you. Or what he thinks the things you redid. Carm knew that you managed the restaurant before he passed away. Mikey told him that whenever they got a chance to talk. How you convinced Mikey to switch mayos, chairs, and cutlery. The crew came in and Carm decided to close the restaurant for the day to clean it. Every fucking inch of it, they cleaned, wiped, moped, washed dishes. Carm was hanging the penalty they got from the CBH since the restaurant does not comply with the sanitary standards. He heard a knock on the window and saw Uncle Jim. They sat by the window. Unc asked him how the restaurant’s been.

“And then you know, the produce bill is due, you know,” Carm answered pointing at the window. “And the power comes in and I can’t build enough of a parachute. Even if we got this place packed, that’s only like a week of survival cash.”

Unc sighed. “Exhausting listening to this.”

Carm knitted his brows, confused. “You ask me what’s goin on.”

“No,” Unc waved his finger. “I asked you where you’ve been.”

Carm tilted his head to the back. “You’re looking at it. This is where I’ve been,” He sighed and leaned on the chair.

“Carm, this place is bullshit,” Unc told him. “Right? I mean, you’re never gonna fix it. You can’t start at fucked. You understand that, right?”

He sarcastically chuckled. “Then why’d he leave it to me? Or Natalie? Or even your daughter for God’s sake.”

Unc sighed and looked at the window. “She’s doing good, by the way.”

“Who?” He asked like he doesn’t know what he’s talking about.

“Don’t fuck with me. You know who?” 

They looked at each other before chuckling.

“She’s got a job in San Francisco as a head nurse but she still got her photography gig as a hobby. You should see her photos, Carm,” Unc amusingly said with sparks in his eyes and wide smile.

“Yeah?” He answered. “You must be proud then?”

“Of course,” He laughed. “She’s making me proud since the day she was born”

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M Verstappen Imagine

M Verstappen x norris!ex reader

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f1gossip sent in! Lando Norris spotted in a steamy embrace tonight at a club in Monaco. That is noticeably not his long time partner and real estate mogul yn ln, who posted just yesterday a throwback of the couple looking all loved up. Is this a Lando scandal? Or did our favorite grid couple break up on the down low?

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alexalbon ...

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ynln should've thought twice before you let this go

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f1gossip sent in: yn ln spotted tonight leaving her and ex boyfriend lando norris' apartment together in Monaco. based on her demeanor, we can assume she probably was there to move out. Ln has been seen spotted around town with multiple drivers and their partners after a scandolous picture of Norris with another girl was released.

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ynln a well needed gno

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f1gossip sent in! yn ln spotted out an about in monaco and we had multiple reports that she was seen with the one and only Max Verstappen!

reply from user that is so max

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ynln monza files

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georgerussel poor guy not even getting pic creds

alexalbon I think he'll survive

user suspicious...

f1gossip fans were quick to note the return of a familiar face this weekned, yn ln returning to paddock after the end of her relationship with Lando. She was spotted with both Red Bull and Mercedes passes. Ln is close friends with George Russel and his partner Carmen, but the Red Bull pass is causing some heads to turn!

f1gossip sent in! max verstappen spotted out for a late dinner after his record win in Monza. Fans noticed he was with a woman, the two having an intimate dinner. Could the world champion have a new girl?

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ynln life is good again

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user did anyone else see max's story.....

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user not the soft launch... did they mean to do it?

landonorris wow

f1gossip after a week full of speculation, we may have another tidbit in the yn ln and max verstappen rumors. Sent in from various sources, Ln was seen getting out of a car with Max this evening, heading into a restaurant for dinner

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user honestly good for her

user I know lando is going to cry over this lol, serves him right!

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ynln he helped fix the pieces you broke, and that's something I will never feel guilty about

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danielricciardo finally! this was weighing on me heavily. I am so happy for you two

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user its the power: she didn't even tag him but everyone knows it's max

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[multifandom-girlie]

𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚛𝚢 𝙴𝚢𝚎𝚜

Summary | Your doing an Instagram Live when Sebastian begins to blast music in the other room, disrupting your live. You check it out and you dance together on your live.

Pairings | Sebastian Stan x Reader

Warnings | a whole loada of fluffiness :)

Word | 1043

A/N | Hello beautiful people! I’m backkkkk ;) 🩷

On a sunny afternoon, I found myself at home with my boyfriend, Sebastian. We decided to embark on an exciting Instagram Live session, eager to share a special moment with our adoring fans.

“Hey Guys. We wanted to create an instagram live today as we had some free time on our hands and we wanted to do this as a way of apologising for not being active recently.”

“Yeah absolutely! Like Y/N said we are truly apologetic for not being very active with you guys. We have both have had a very chaotic and work involved couple of months but we wanted to come on here for a little whilst we were in the calm before the storm, so to speak.” Sebastian laughed as he finished his comment at the end, it seemed as though he was talking about something bad was about to happen but in reality we have really adoring and supportive fans who completely understand our workload can be overwhelming and other times it can be little to none.

“Also before anyone takes that last thing Seb said as a bad thing, nothing bad is happening we hope.” we laughed ceremoniously and i continued on to explain to our viewers. “He just meant the calm before the storm of work begins again, so just wanted to clear that up before hand.”

During the Instagram Live session, the comment section flooded with an outpouring of positive and adoring messages. Hearts, emojis, and words of love filled the screen, painting a vibrant tapestry of support and admiration.

Setting up the camera and adjusting the lighting, we couldn't contain our anticipation. A familiar tune, "Hungry Eyes" by Eric Carmen, began to play softly in the background. The song held a special place in our hearts, and a mischievous spark passed between us, knowing the joy that lay ahead.

Sebastian, dressed in a stylish yet comfortable ensemble, stood tall before me. Radiant in a flowing summer dress, I felt a surge of excitement. The room around us was bathed in a golden glow, creating an intimate atmosphere for what was about to unfold.

With a playful smirk, Sebastian took my hand, leading me to the center of the room. As the music enveloped us, we moved in perfect sync, our bodies swaying to the rhythm. Each step, each turn, became a testament to our deep connection.

His arms wrapped securely around my waist, pulling me closer. Our eyes locked, and in that gaze, I felt an overwhelming sense of love and hidden desire. Together, we moved with grace and ease, as if our souls had known this dance for eternity.

Viewers expressed their awe at the dance, gushing about the chemistry and connection between me and Sebastian. "You two are simply mesmerizing!" "This is pure magic!" "The love and passion you share is inspiring!" The uplifting comments served as a reminder of the profound impact our dance had on those watching, reaffirming the beauty of shared moments and the power of love.

Sebastian's whispered words of affection danced in my ear, accompanied by our shared laughter. The music intertwined with our joy, creating an enchanting symphony that echoed through the room. In that moment, it felt as if time stood still, as if we were the only two people in existence.

Our bodies melded together, moving fluidly across the floor, weightless and free. With each sway of our hips, each dip and spin, our love manifested through the language of dance. It was a delicate balance of tenderness and passion, a testament to the depth of our connection.

As we continued our mesmerizing performance, the comments flooded the Instagram Live stream with messages of admiration and adoration. Our fans were captivated, drawn into the magic that unfolded before their eyes. But in that moment, it was just Sebastian and me, lost in our own world of love and desire.

As the final notes of the song played, we embraced passionately, our bodies pressed together in an electric union. Our eyes spoke volumes, an unspoken promise of a love that would endure beyond this dance. We took a quick look at the comments before we started to starting saying bye to our adoring family of fans.

DreamCatcher87: “Thank you for sharing this beautiful moment with us!"

"Oh, thank you all for being here! We're so grateful for your love and support."

WanderlustJourney: "You two are absolute goals!"

“You're too kind! We're just incredibly lucky to have found each other."

BlissfulSerenity: “Your dance was breathtaking!"

"Thank you! It means the world to hear that. We poured our hearts into it."

StarryEyes23: “Please do more Instagram Lives like this!"

"We'll definitely consider it! It's been such a joy connecting with all of you."

MysticSoul17: “You two are an inspiration!"

"We're truly humbled. Love and passion can move mountains, and we hope to inspire others with our journey."

EnchantedWhisper: “Wishing you both all the happiness in the world!"

"Thank you so much! Your well wishes warm our hearts. Sending you all love and positivity too."

AdventureSeekerX: “Can't wait for the next dance!"

"We can't wait to share more special moments with you all. Until then, take care and stay wonderful!”

"You guys are the epitome of love!"

"That's incredibly sweet of you to say. We strive to keep our love strong and cherish every moment together."

As the comments continued pouring in, the girlfriend and Sebastian exchanged glances, their hearts filled with gratitude. They waved goodbye, signing off the Instagram Live with a final message of love and appreciation, knowing that their shared dance had touched the hearts of their viewers in ways they couldn't have imagined.

We bid farewell to our virtual audience with gentle smiles, leaving them with a mix of joy and longing.

Closing the Instagram Live session, Sebastian and I found solace in each other's arms, relishing in the euphoria of the moment. The memory of our dance would forever be etched in my heart, a testament to the power of our love and the beauty of a shared passion. And as we melted into each other's embrace, I couldn't help but imagine the possibility of dancing to "Hungry Eyes" once again, recreating that enchanting scene for ourselves and the world to witness.

MASTERLIST

#imagines #bucky barnes x reader #bucky fanfic #bucky barnes x wife!reader #sebastian stan imagine #sebastian stan fanfiction #sebastian stan #sebastian stan x reader #marvel imagine #marvel #Spotify

[strangefellows]

Soooo. About my Limbus theory that Dante is Ayin.

Looks at the 5.5 anniversary event. Looks at the Angela announcer voicelines. I think we've got some heavy proof I'm onto something here. I've posted it into my extensive conspiracy board GDoc (linked for your perusal), but below the cut I'm gonna put what I noticed about the aforementioned things (ie voicelines/That Scene in the event). Credit to @limbus-datamines for where I found the voicelines written out, because I'm broke and have to get Angela the long way lmao. (And credit for the LobCorp screens from TeeQueue's LP of the game on LPArchive!)

Angela's voicelines -- the bolding/italics is all mine for emphasis. As you can see, she explicitly points out that this is "a manager of another spacetime" so she is aware that who she's doing this for isn't her Ayin....but she proceeds to continue to talk to them as if it is AN Ayin.

"I see. I must pre-record these encouraging lines for a manager of an unknown spacetime. Oh my. I was not aware that the recording had already started."

"Your employees' health is at a critical level. A manager must listen to and abide by my advice; you should consider me your most trusted and capable companion, after all."

"Your employees are on the verge of death. That reminds me… manager, I recall that you had access to a special function, no? Sometimes, a full reset is the most efficient solution to a disaster."

"I have identified a flat-footed enemy. Many of your predecessors have used such openings to order a killing blow."

"I have identified a deceased employee. It is but one of many minor inconveniences in your way, manager. They were all aware that such an outcome may await them when they joined our company."

"The enemies have the upper hand. And I expect that you will be the finest manager there ever was."

"I expect that the enemy will commence a powerful attack soon. It is time to face the fear."

"They have dealt a critical blow to one of your employees. However, as you well know, we will move forward and only forward. There is no need to cast your gaze upon those that cannot be recovered."

"One or more of your employees are critically wounded, but do not lose your heart over it. With every death, our company grows. After all, you once told me that… sometimes, those that are forgotten can be the more beautiful."

This one in particular sticks out to me, I've been rotating it in my head for days.

"You have dealt a fatal blow to your enemies. I have always told you that you are much more capable than you originally perceived yourself to be. And I am never wrong."

"A successful strike. It is too early to pop the champagne, but it may be a good idea to cheer for the deceased in memoriam of their noble sacrifices."

"I am Angela, your advisor and secretary. My role as an AI is to assist you in adjusting to your new workplace. It’s a pretty name for an AI, wouldn’t you say so?"

This is more or less word for word what she says at the start of every new loop in LobCorp, isn't it? Hmmmm.

And while we're aware in general that That Scene where Dante has their little meltdown and starts sounding a shitload like Carmen (and, quite frankly, Adam) is sus as hell for MULTIPLE reasons and I know it's got some people to accept/acknowledge the Dantayin Theory on Twitter...this part is what sticks out to me personally:

The only two lines of dialogue in their meltdown that weren't corrupted and halfway censored (or...distorted, you could say), the only two we could read clearly and that didn't sound too insane...are very, very, very similar in imagery and phrasing to this section of Ayin's Day 50 speech. Food for thought.

So, yeah, I'm pretty sure at this point there's nothing else that makes sense besides Dante being Ayin, or at least an Ayin, maybe one from another timeline or something. Either way though.

#limbus company #dante lcb #dante limbus company #ayin lobcorp #ayin lobotomy corporation #it's all under a cut so i won't TAG spoilers but do the event first ok? #i'm soooooooo convinced i'm right at this point tbh #been saying this since last year man #projmoonblogging

[nerdieforpedro]

VI - Arms

Only Parts of you Mr. Morales

Frankie Morales x Belinda (plus size OFC)

This fic and my blog overall is for readers 18+ MDNI

Word Count: 599

Summary: Belinda's home used to be for one, now it's for two.

Warnings: We moved from hands to arms!, implied sexual activity, domestic fluff, the sofa is doing a lot of work

Notes: I feel like Frankie would tell you that he's happy to be of service to you. I would like to let him know that I am very happy he's of service to us. Thank you Frankie. 🫡

Main Masterlist/ Frankie "Catfish" Morales Masterlist/ Only Parts of you Mr. Morales Series

A light chuckle graced Belinda’s face as saw Frankie bring in the last box out of his truck. Santiago, Will, and Benny were already inside drinking a beer each as Carmen dolled out the pizza and slapped Will’s hand for trying to grab a slice early. “That’s not the Miller brother I expected that from.” Benny laughed and high fived Carmen in solidarity that his brother Will is sneakier than people realize. Everyone polished off the pizza and helped clean up before leaving.

Once they were all gone, powerful arms wrapped around Belinda, pinning her to the front door from behind. “Carino, tonight’s the first night I don’t have to leave for any reason. Let’s work our way to the bedroom.” Boxing her in is something Frankie enjoys doing especially when he can take his time. Stripping her piece by piece until his dear lady is a sopping, whining mess trying to pull him closer by the very arms she needs to hold onto to remain upright. 

In an hour, they reach the bedroom and the two of them are naked, though it’s Morales who’s been pinned. As he’d often joke, “I’m happy to be of service.” To which Belinda would roll her eyes and give his arm a playful slap. Tonight’s smack however, was to Frankie’s ass when things were switched around and he was rutting into her like she was trying to escape. Furthest from it, nails were scratching his biceps while she accepted what he was giving her. 

Later, awake in his stalwart embrace, listening to his heart beat, Belinda felt calm for the first time since they’d begun this relationship change. He was here and he wasn’t going to go anywhere, except work, maybe visit family and friends, but he’d come home. To her. They’d have a home together. 

Frankie normally wakes early in the morning. It’s why when he’s at Belinda’s he makes the coffee and makes breakfast on days they don’t need to be up early. Well now it’s their house. It’s taken some time to settle into the idea and even after he’s all moved in complete with her clearing out half of her closet and drawers for him. Putting a new filter in the coffee maker, setting up with grounds, and water are all automatic for him. Something he appreciates and he can do it even more now. A familiar hand ruffles his hair and plants a kiss to his bicep then back before putting her own arms around him. “Buenos días (good morning) Francisco. You’re already on coffee duty, you could have stayed in bed a bit more.” 

“Maybe, but then we wouldn’t have left the bed until afternoon.” He’s only half joking. Releasing him, Belinda gets two mugs and sets them on the counter. His thick arm placed itself across her shoulders. “Mi bizcochito (my little cake) our  home.”

Taking the coffee pot and pouring them both a fresh cup of coffee ready for all the cream and sugar, Belinda cups Frankie’s chin with his trademark patchy beard. “Mi osito, (Mi bear) I’m happy to be of service.” She kisses the small heart shaped area that hair doesn’t grow between his cheek and jaw. 

Morales grins while he crowds Belinda against the kitchen island. The coffee grows cold while they make a familiar and sweaty trek toward the bedroom, but only made it to the sofa this time. His arms wrap around her again as he looks down at her before bottoming out within her. “I’m home Belinda, mi amor (my love).”

“Yes you are Francisco. Our home together.”

Thighs. Eyes

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[kaylinalexanderbooks]

Find the word tag

Thanks @kidukami for the tag!

Rules: I give you words to find in your WIPs, then you tag others and give them words to find!

My words: drink, wake, anger, light

Your words: sight, almost, close, tired

Softly tagging @gracehosborn @theelfauthor @thepeculiarbird @reneesbooks @buffythevampirelover @ohnomybreadsticks @emabatis @hallowedfury @andyswritings @blind-the-winds @jezifster and anyone else who wants to play!

Keep reading for:

Kelsey?? Jealous ??? It's more likely than you think

Akash?? Hiding something?? It's more likely than you think

Carmen??? Upset?? It's more likely--

Also there's a little mystery in SOTL I used the word light too many times in TSP so I thought it'd be easier to pull from there. It's funny because I'm only one step ahead of the characters since it's not far in development.

Drink - from The Secret Portal Part Two (Maddie POV)

“So, Maddie,” Akash said, propping his forearms on the table, “how’s it going?” “Define it?” “I dunno, school, training. Is Liam a good teacher?” “He is,” I said, perking up. “I get to research a lot of cool facts about animals whenever I’m working with him. I’m super excited for today’s session. Liam’s gonna have me and Sam do a 1-v-1 and we’ll put what we each learned from him to the test!” “Dude, that is epic,” Akash said, taking a quick sip of his drink. “I think you’re gonna get quite the audience.” I paused mid-chew of my burrito for a moment. Sam would want an audience. I didn’t exactly, but it wouldn’t, like, hurt. Besides, I could show off my cool moves to everyone that were otherwise lost in a whole-group battle or smaller sparring scale. Now that I thought about it, it actually sounded pretty cool. I ate my burrito faster so I’d have enough time to digest it before the morning training session. “What did you and Noelle talk about while we were in the lab?” Hye-Jin asked Akash. “Oh, my God, who cares?” Kelsey muttered under her breath. I glanced at her, confused. “Oh, so much stuff!” Akash said gleefully, unaware of Kelsey’s comment. “I told her all about my time here. There’s this shelter that I’ve volunteered at—” As Akash rattled on, I leaned into Kelsey. “What’s wrong?” I whispered. Kelsey stared down at her hands in her lap. “I dunno, Hye-Jin’s just been acting weird and giddy about Noelle all morning. I’m over-exaggerating, but I’m not sure what she sees in Noelle.” I glanced at Noelle in the seat next to me, adding to the conversation Akash led. I didn’t like talking about her in this close proximity. “She’s fine,” I told Kelsey in a low voice. “I know.” Kelsey sighed. “I’m gonna get some orange juice.” She stood and walked to the replicator.

Wake - from The Secret Portal Part One (Akash POV)

“Akash! Akash! Wake up!” I blinked open my eyes, surprised to see Gwen in front of me. She relaxed when she saw I was awake. “Oh, thank God.” “Aw, you were worried about me,” I taunted, despite my head pounding. Gwen rolled her eyes slightly. “Can you stand?” “Not really,” I said. Gwen nodded, not realizing how hilarious I was. “What happened to Kelsey?” I looked around the room the best I could from the floor. The monitors and computers were sparking—all fried. The entire room looked like it had been through a fire. “It looks like the effects of pyrokinesis, but that’s not anything like Kelsey demonstrated.” “You mean, you have no idea what power Kelsey has?” I shook my head. A small groan came from behind Gwen as Robbie regained consciousness. His glasses were askew, but not broken. He held his head. “Wh— what the hell was that?” “No idea,” I said. Robbie fixed his glasses and blinked a few times as his surroundings came into focus. “Holy shit,” was all he could say. I said to Gwen, “Can I talk to him for a second?” Gwen nodded, stood up, and walked over to her friends on the other side of the room. Robbie dramatically crawled his way to me. “Get up, Robbie.” “I can’t,” Robbie wheezed. “I’m dying.” He collapsed. “Tell my story!” “Robert!” I snapped harshly. Robbie looked up, surprised at my tone. Gwen glanced back. I flashed her a quick smile before she furrowed her brow and continued on. I lowered my voice. “I can’t move.”

The door burst open again, and Tyler raced to be beside Carla’s bed. “Will she be okay?” “I believe so,” Jedi answered from behind the monitor. “It looks like she was just rendered unconscious.” “Wade was able to get to her,” Tyler explained. “That explains the lack of severe psychic damage,” Jedi replied. Carmen stared down at the young woman on the bed. Or, the girl that should have been a woman, if not for getting frozen in time. Carla had not opened up about what happened to her, or how long she was frozen, but until last September, Carmen thought the girl was dead from the experience. It didn’t take a genius to know that Carla was younger than she was supposed to be. Not for someone she used to know. Carmen’s hand inched to brush the girl’s dark hair behind her ear. How she looked like Atsila. From her facial structure to her small body. With her eyes—lighter than Atsila’s—closed, their resemblance was uncanny. Carmen felt a pained anger rise in her chest as she tightened her hand into a fist to control the urge. “Hathaway needs to learn more control,” she said between clenched teeth. “If this should happen again—” “You need not blame Ashley,” said Jedi. “If it was intentional, I am sure it would be significantly worse.” “Oh, thank you, Jedi, that is very helpful and comforting. Do you not realize how powerful of a telepath she is? She’s a danger to the rest of the Aequales if she cannot learn proper control.” “Then we will teach her proper control,” Jedi said. Carmen grunted in frustration, but didn’t say anymore.

Anger - from The Secret Portal Part Two

Note: spoilers in purple italics

Light - from School of the Legends Year One

Jack clicked the door to his room shut after turning a lamp on for temporary light. As he was about to crawl into bed, his eyes rested on the harp from the giants’ castle. He pulled a small stool aside and sat beside the harp. After Angel laid a golden egg, Jack was now more curious than ever about the other artifacts from the castle. Not that he wasn't already curious--the sheer fact that these were supposedly left for him was curious enough. Jack reached out his palm and brushed it along the pillar of the instrument. Small rough carvings ran against his fingertips. “Hm,” he muttered as he tilted his head and the harp until the engravings were clear. Jack instantly recognized writing--although it was in a completely different language from what Jack knew. “Jill!” Jack called. A moment later, she opened the door. “I thought I told you to go to bed.” “C’mere,” said Jack, waving her over. “See this?” Jill tilted her head, reaching out to lightly touch the harp. “Yes. What is it?” “I was hoping you would know,” said Jack as his sister stood. “Well, it’s obviously writing,” said Jill, “although I don’t recognize the language.” “Brilliant,” Jack muttered under his breath. “Don’t you think this should have been something the giants told me? If I’m the only one who is to have this harp, then why put it in something I can’t read?” Jill shrugged. “I guess you’ll have to figure it out.” “Thanks.” “Hey, you will,” said Jill, smirking slightly. “Who knows? Maybe you’ll discover a second power that will help you decipher that.” Jack chuckled as he stood as well. “Maybe.” “Good night, Jack,” said Jill as she shut the door behind him. “G’night,” said Jack as the door clicked shut. He crawled into bed, turning off the lamp.

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[glittergroovy]

Post Directory: Lana Del Rey

demo: "Sirens" (2005)

Drive By (For K) / Next To Me / A Star For Nick / My Momma / Bad Disease / Out With A Bang / Dear Elliot / Try Tonight / Peace (All You Need) / I'm Indebted To You (How Do You Know Me So Well?) / Pretty Baby / Aviation / Move / Junkie Pride / Birds Of A Feather

album: "A.K.A. Lizzy Grant" (2010)

Kill Kill / Queen Of The Gas Station / Oh Say Can You See / Gramma / For K Part 2 (Rahab) / Jump / Mermaid Motel / Raise Me Up (Mississippi South) / Pawn Shop Blues / Brite Lites / Put Me In A Movie / Smarty / Yayo

album: "Born To Die" (2012)

Born To Die / Off To The Races / Blue Jeans / Video Games / Diet Mountain Dew / National Anthem / Dark Paradise / Radio / Carmen / Million Dollar Man / Summertime Sadness / This Is What Makes Us Girls / Without You / Lolita / Lucky Ones

album: Paradise

Ride / American / Cola / Body Electric / Blue Velvet / Gods & Monsters / Yayo / Bel Air / Burning Desire

album: "Ultraviolence" (2014)

Cruel World / Ultraviolence / Shades Of Cool / Brooklyn Baby / West Coast / Sad Girl / Pretty When You Cry / Money Power Glory / Fucked My Way Up To The Top / Old Money / The Other Woman / Black Beauty / Guns And Roses / Florida Kilos / Is This Happiness / Flipside

album: "Honeymoon" (2015)

Honeymoon / Music To Watch Boys To / Terrence Loves You / God Knows I Tried / High By The Beach / Freak / Art Deco / Burnt Norton (Interlude) / Religion / Salvatore / The Blackest Day / 24 / Swan Song / Don't Let Me Be Misunderstood

album: "Lust For Life" (2017)

Love / Lust For Life / 13 Beaches / Cherry / White Mustang / Summer Bummer / Groupie Love / In My Feelings / Coachella / God Bless America / When The World Was At War / Beautiful People Beautiful Problems / Tomorrow Never Came / Heroin / Change / Get Free

album: "Norman Fucking Rockwell!" (2019)

Norman Fucking Rockwell / Mariners Apartment Complex / Venice Bitch / Fuck It I Love You / Doin' Time / Love Song / Cinnamon Girl / How To Disappear / California / The Next Best American Record / The Greatest / Bartender / Happiness Is A Butterfly / Hope Is A Dangerous Thing

album: "Chemtrails Over The Country Club" (2021)

White Dress / Chemtrails Over The Country Club / Tulsa Jesus Freak / Let Me Love You Like A Woman / Wild At Heart / Dark But Just A Game / Not All Who Wander Are Lost / Yosemite / Breaking Up Slowly / Dance Till We Die / For Free

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[bratshaws]

through the hourglass 342. brb x oc

a/n:ugh my g od, this was the gif that RUINED me. (comments and reblogs are super welcome and encouraged!)

pairing: plus size!oc x rooster

warnings: none uwu

goodness gracious (pls read this one to know more what this fic is about!!)

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“I got it!”

And Bea leaps to hit the ball, watching as it bounced heavily against the ground. She was proud of it, but her lower back immediately pulsated in pain, “Ow.” she whispers, rubbing the sore spot just in time for Shells to look over.

“You good?”

Beatrice winced, her hand still massaging the aching spot on her lower back. "Yeah, just a little twinge. I might have pushed myself a bit too hard there."

Carmen raised an eyebrow, a teasing smirk playing on her lips. "Getting old, Bea? Need a break already?"

Beatrice shot her a playful glare, trying to mask the discomfort with a defiant grin. "Getting old, my foot. It's called not warming up properly." and regretting it immediately.

Evelyn, catching wind of the banter, joined in with a chuckle. "Well, you two can argue about age later. Right now, let's focus on the game. We're not here for a spa day."

The gymnasium echoed with the sounds of bouncing balls, sneakers squeaking on the polished floor, and the occasional cheers from other teams practicing on adjacent courts. It was the first time they trained with other people there.

Carmen tossed the volleyball to Evelyn, who skillfully set it up for Beatrice. Despite the twinge in her back, Beatrice was determined to show that she still had the moves that had made their college team legendary.

As the ball sailed towards her, she adjusted her stance and launched into a powerful spike. The volleyball arced gracefully over the net, landing on the opposing side with a satisfying thud. 

Nice.

Beatrice's successful spike had brought a sense of satisfaction, momentarily easing the discomfort in her lower back. However, she knew she had to be cautious to avoid aggravating the twinge further.

Evelyn retrieved the ball and tossed it back to Carmen, who set it for Shells then to Eliza. The team continued their practice, and as they played, Beatrice couldn't help but reflect on how different this experience was compared to their college days.

Back then, it was all about good fun, it was never serious after all Northride didn’t have a volleyball team. Now, it was a celebration of sorts?She had to admit that being called to play another game after four years was…interesting, and fun.

And a bit hurtful since she’s used on doing her yoga and taking care of the kids.

After a series of well-executed plays, Beatrice delivered a powerful serve that ricocheted off the opposing team's hands, scoring another point for their side. Shells whistled loudly, fist pumping to her best friend, “That’s my girl!”

Evelyn clapped her hands, a wide grin on her face. "Great job, Bea! We've still got it, don't we?"

Bea nodded, chuckling, wiping sweat from her forehead. "Hell yeah, we do.” she heaves out a breath, “I’m sweating more than a sinner in church.”

Evelyn, eventually called for a timeout. The group gathered near the sidelines, catching their breath and drink some water. Beatrice took the opportunity to stretch her back, hoping to alleviate the lingering twinge that had made itself known earlier.

Shells nudged her playfully. "Feeling the burn, Bea? Maybe you should consider joining me for some yoga sessions."

Beatrice chuckled, rolling her eyes. "I'd consider it if you did yoga.” she groans again, leaning her body backward and huffing, “Fuck.”

"You know," she said, a sly grin on her face, leaning back on her seat  "I heard about this new trendy thing—hot yoga. Maybe that's what we need, Bea. A good sweat in a heated room, and you'll feel rejuvenated."

Beatrice shot her a playful glare. "Hot yoga? Are you trying to torture me? I already feel like I'm melting in here. Besides, I'm more of a cool breeze kind of person."

Evelyn chimed in, handing Bea a bottle of water. "Hot yoga or not, you're doing great out there. A little twinge won't keep you down."

Beatrice took a grateful sip from the water bottle, appreciating the encouragement. "Thanks, Ev. Now." she looks at Shells who still looked so pleased, “Whenever you mention anything that sounds remotely sexual I get worried.” 

“It’s not sexual.” the blonde replies, ‘...it’s just…fancy.”

“Uh-huh. And I assume Bob loves it.”

Shells’ smile widened, “Oh he does. A lot, you should show Rooster some moves.”

Beatrice arched an eyebrow, a smirk playing on her lips. "You are assuming I didn’t already.” she says, “Besides, I don’t think Roos will like the idea, this week is about making him feel good…but tossing him in a sauna? No.”

Shells chuckled, giving Beatrice a playful shove. "You never know until you try, right? I swear, it’s, great.”

Evelyn, overhearing the conversation, joined in with her eyes latched on her phone, “Shells, you are being too horny, go call Bob or something, it’s grossing me out. " but she was smiling, “No, but really,I agree with Bea. I doubt I’d join something like that.”

Shells laughed,  "Alright, alright, no more hot yoga talk. We've got a game to focus on, and I don't want to distract Bea with thoughts of sweaty Rooster in a sauna." She wiggled her eyebrows teasingly.

Beatrice chuckled, shaking her head because it was too late. "You're impossible, Shells. Let's get back in the game before we lose our momentum."

As they returned to the court, she rolled her shoulders and then her neck. The opposing team seemed determined to turn the tide, and the rallies became more intense. Evelyn's strategic serves kept the opposing team on their toes, thank God because the other team wasn’t being nice.

During a particularly challenging rally, Beatrice dove for a low spike, successfully returning the ball with equal strength. And then she feels it, her ankle the same she twisted years ago, twinged with pain, “Wait,wait,wait!” she holds up her hand “Pause! I gotta sit down!”

The gym fell into a momentary hush as Beatrice signaled for a break, wincing slightly from the twinge in her ankle. She made her way to the sideline, carefully lowering herself onto the bench. 

"Bea, you okay?" Shells asked, her eyes scanning Beatrice's face for signs of distress. “What happened babes?”

She nodded, breathing through the discomfort. "Just a minor ankle twinge. Nothing I haven't dealt with before. Give me a moment."

“Is it the same foot?” she nods, “Damn,Ev-”

Evelyn handed her another bottle of water, her brow furrowed with worry as she crouches down to her foot. "You sure you should continue, Bea? We can sub you out for a bit."

Beatrice waved off the concern with a nervous smile. "No no no, I'm good. A little rest, and I'll be back in action!”

Ev’s brow went up, “You sure?”

Beatrice winced slightly as she flexed her ankle, testing its range of motion. "Yeah, I'm sure. I've dealt with worse. Just need a moment to let it settle, and I'll be back in the game. I can't let a little twinge ruin our momentum."

Shells sighed, crossing her arms. "You're stubborn, Bea, you know that?" then she turned to Eliza, “Liz, you are our nurse, can you check our little miss hardhead?”

Eliza nodded, then  approached with a concerned expression, crouching down next to Evelyn. "Bea, let me take a look at that ankle. We don't want to risk anything."

Beatrice nodded, extending her leg for Eliza's examination. She winces a bit when Eliza moves it, clenching the bench with her lip between her teeth, “A-At least it happened during training and not in the game,right?”

“Hmmm…” Eliza frowns, “Yeah but this is the same one from before, it’s fragile. More prone to hurt, can you stand?”

Beatrice took a deep breath, steadying herself. With Eliza's support, she managed to stand up, putting a bit of weight on the injured ankle. The discomfort was still there, but she gritted her teeth, determined not to let it hinder her.

"Yeah, I can stand. It's sore, but I'll manage," Bea assured, giving Eliza a small smile. "I can't let the team down."

Shells, hands on her hips, gave Beatrice a stern look. "What?! Girl, shut up with all that, Evelyn tell her to stop!"

Evelyn chimed in, concern etched on her face. "She's right, Bea. We want you healthy. Let's not risk further injury." she says, “We’ll stop today and then you can go home, take care and return once you are better. If it’s too bad we can always cancel it.”

“But–”

“They’ll understand Bea.”

Beatrice sighed, glancing at the court where the game was on pause. She knew they were a team, and her well-being was crucial, but…"I appreciate the concern, really, but I can't just sit on the sidelines. Let me play a bit more, and if it gets worse, I promise I'll sub out," Bea pleaded, her eyes pleading for understanding. “Please Ev.”

Evelyn sighed,then turned to Eliza, “You think it’s good enough for her to go on?”

Eliza assessed Beatrice's ankle with a thoughtful expression. pursing her lips. "Well, it's not a severe injury, but it's definitely strained. If Bea feels up to it, she can continue, but she should be cautious and not push too hard. Ice it when you get home, Bea, and keep an eye on any swelling."

Beatrice nodded, standing up. "Thanks, Liz. I'll be careful, I promise."

Evelyn sighed, relenting a bit. "Fine, but I better not catch you pushing yourself too hard out there. We need you in top shape for the games ahead and Rooster would never forgive any of us if you got more hurt."

She grinned, relieved that she got the green light. "Deal. I'll be mindful of it. Promise.”

She adjusted her movements, testing the waters to gauge the strain on her ankle  as they got back in the court. The game resumed, and she focused on playing strategically, avoiding unnecessary risks.

The rallies intensified, and the opposing team seemed eager to capitalize on any potential weakness. Beatrice, however, held her own, to the best of her ability. Despite the initial setback,  teamwork remained formidable.

As the final set approached, Beatrice felt a mixture of exhaustion and satisfaction. The twinge in her ankle persisted, but she pushed through, unwilling to let it overshadow the game. But she noticed, as soon as they finished training, it was a bit harder to walk. “...well.” Shells mutters, “Ain’t that a pickle,need help?”

"Evelyn," she called out, gesturing towards Beatrice, "I think we need to take a closer look at that ankle. It seems worse than before."

Evelyn furrowed her brows, concern deepening. "Bea, time to go home.” she says, “Call Rooster and let him know you are coming. I’m sure he isn’t expecting it,but…”

Beatrice almost felt guilty.

No, this was his leave. He couldn’t worry…but she had to call him.

She dialed his number, and as the phone rang, her mind raced with thoughts of how to break the news without causing undue worry. Which,in reality, there were no other ways to do it.

"Hey, gorgeous!" Rooster's voice came through the line, warm and familiar. "How's training going?"

Beatrice hesitated for a moment, taking a deep breath before responding. "Hey, Roos. Training...well, it's been a bit eventful. Listen, I, uh, twisted my ankle again. Nothing too serious, but Eliza thinks it's best if I head home and rest."

There was a brief pause on the other end before Rooster's concerned tone filled the line. "Twisted your ankle? Are you okay? Do you need me to come pick you up?"  she can hear him grabbing his keys already “Let me ready the kids–”

Beatrice couldn't help but smile at Rooster's immediate concern. "No, no, it's not that bad. Evelyn is here, and we'll manage. I just wanted to let you know since I’ll be home in a few minutes…”

Rooster sighed on the other end. "Bea, you don't have to tough it out. If you need me, I'll be there. I don't want you pushing yourself too hard, especially not now."

Oh her poor heart "I know, Roos. But I promise, it's not as bad as it sounds. Just a little twist. I'll take it easy and be home soon," Beatrice reassured him, glancing over at Evelyn, who was giving her an nod “Ev is taking me home.”

Rooster sighed audibly on the other end. "Alright, Bea.I’ll set everything here for you,okay?” he sighs again, “Baby I don’t like seeing you hurt.”

"I know, Roos. I don't like it either, but it's just a minor twist. I'll be fine, promise."

Rooster hesitated, his worry palpable even through the phone. "Alright, Bea. Just take it easy, and let me know if you need anything. I'll be counting the minutes until you're home."

"I will. Love you," she said, her voice softening.

"Love you too. Evelyn, take good care of her, okay?"

Evelyn, who had been listening to the conversation, nodded. "Don't worry, Rooster. I've got her. We'll be home soon."

With a final exchange of reassurances, Beatrice ended the call, feeling a mix of gratitude and guilt. Rooster had been looking forward to spending his leave without any worries, and here she was, disrupting the plans with a twisted ankle.

The gremlin voice giggled inside of her.

Evelyn looked back at her  "You sure you're okay, Bea?"

"Yeah, just a bit sore," she replied, rubbing her ankle gently. "I appreciate you being here, Ev. I didn't want to ruin the day for Roos."

Evelyn smiled,. "Rooster cares about you. He'd rather know the truth and be there for you than have you push through the pain alone. You know that’s how he is, don’t you worry,alright?”

Beatrice sighed,hugging her arms as she limps close to Evelyn. "You're right. I just hope this doesn't mess up his plans for his leave." she frowns, “I hope.”

#bradley rooster bradshaw #rooster bradshaw #bradley bradshaw x oc #top gun maverick #bradley bradshaw x reader #bradley bradshaw x female reader #bradley bradshaw x named reader #tgm oc #tgm fic #tgm fanfiction

[eunchancorner]

It's a little late, but here's part 4 to the RatQueen series!

“So, what do you do for a living, Richard?” Dexter asked, seated on a nice, white couch, holding a small glass of expensive scotch that the couple had supplied. He had to admit, while he still felt a little strange in such a grand, expensive home, the hospitality he’d been shown was helping him immensely to feel comfortable in such a new setting.

“I work with Carmen in an office building just a few blocks away. I trust she’s told you how well that job pays,” he smiled, gently gesturing to the room around them with his glass. “And I hear you’re a freelance exterminator? Must be nice to keep all the money your customer pays you, instead of entrusting someone with all too much power over you to give you a suitable paycheck.”

“Yeah, heh, it doesn’t pay as much as you’d think, but it’s enough to survive, I guess…”

“Oh, yes, that reminds me! Dexter, I was wondering if you’d like to stay the night after dinner? You’d be welcome to stay in my room, or a guest room if you prefer,” Carmen offered.

Dexter thought for a moment. He really only had his truck to sleep in, and at least getting to stay over after all this time might be nice. He really didn’t see any downsides, except…

“As nice as that is, if I did, I’d probably want to sleep with you, and not have Richard there, but I don’t wanna kick the guy out of his own bed, so…” he trailed off, getting the sense they understood.

“I guess I should have mentioned that me and Carmen don’t have an ordinary sleeping situation. We actually have separate, adjacent rooms and separate beds. The architect may have had tough nights in mind when designing the house but Carmen and I find it easier to sleep on our own. Not to mention the rooms being adjacent make it easier to change that should we be feeling extra affectionate,” Richard explained, watching how Dexter seemed to brighten up a bit at the news.

“Which means,” Carmen got to the point of the explanation, “if you want to sleep with me, you can, and you won’t even bother Richard.”

“Well, if that’s the case, then, yeah, I’d love to stay the night! I mean, hell, it’ll probably be the nicest night I’ve had in a while…”

“Wonderful! We’d both love to spend the extra time with you. In fact, that might give you more time to get to know our son.”

“Speaking of son, we should call him. After all, he’s going to have to meet Dexter tonight, since he is staying for dinner,” Richard pointed out, Dexter nodding in response.

“Ah, right, can you get him, darling?” Carmen requested, and, with a nod of his own, Richard rose from his seat and went to go get the kid.

“Are you alright, darling? I understand if this is a bit much for you,” she asked Dexter now that the two were alone. 

“Mhm, yeah, I’m fine. It’s kinda weird just being in a gigantic mansion with two people whose monthly income could probably buy my whole truck and everything in it, but hey, I’m honestly just proud that I was able to pull you at this point…” he assured her. He still felt a little self-conscious about his income but it was helpful that her and Richard weren’t being super judgemental about it.

She moved closer to him, taking his face in her hand gently, causing him to blush as she ran her thumb along his cheek.

“Good… but if you start to feel overwhelmed, please let me know. I want this to be a happy occasion for you, and everyone else, and that all starts with making sure you’re comfortable.”

“Don’t worry, I will… just… thanks for even giving me a chance…” he leaned forward, resting his forehead on hers, closing his eyes as he just let the softness of the moment envelop him. He always cherished how soft and calm these moments made him feel.

“You’re welcome…” she kissed his nose softly, causing him to blush even more, something she couldn’t help but find absolutely adorable.

“Uhmm…”

The two turned as they heard an audibly confused voice coming from beside the couch, greeted by the sight of Richard and Roy standing there, the younger having a very puzzled expression, his eyes locked on Dexter.

#sm #spooky month #carmen #richard #dexter erotoph #ratqueen #roy #god this feels so forced #hopefully this suffices #yes he will be getting to know roy in part 5 #eun writes

[rueitae]

Season 2, Episode 8: the Stockholm Syndrome Caper

Liveblog for @csweekly

I’m so normal about this episode.

WE MADE IT TO THE ANGST. My serotonin is on full blast right now. I apologize right off the bat I might be so taken with this episode that I may not pull together all of my thoughts. This is the episode that made me go from “oh this is a fun iteration of CS!” To me sitting up wide eyed and going “the French Connection Caper was not a one off you have my full undivided attention CS 2019”

Since we are on my favorite episode, I want to stop at the title sequence for a moment and point out one of my favorite things I forgot to mention in week 1. It’s so neat that on the title card with the silhouette of Carmen with her voice actor credit, that she literally tips her hat to Player when they show his credits. Bestie moment, and homage to all of the players that came before this one.

Maelstrom is Done 24/7. He just wants to be evil and they have to make such mundane decisions such as MOVING and blowing up their current home 😕 I love how fierce Brunt and Cleo are about staying they are the definition of stubborn in the looks on their faces. Bellum doesn’t care she’s got a state of the art facility in the Himalayas.

Okay but Bellum is right about relocation being invigorating. After a change of scenery I’m always reinvigorated to write fic.

“Only a matter of time before invading forces come rowing to our shore” knowing what Devineaux is about to do makes this so funny.

Look at Julia being assertive at the beginning here! The Fashionista caper really gave her the confidence she needed after what happened at the end of s1. It…stings knowing how quickly it’s about to go down the drain.

Love that Chief’s obsession with catching VILE is her early downfall. Her single mindedness prevents her from patience and seeing the whole picture as Julia suggests. It’s her undoing in the s2 finale.

The way Carmen shows up at the perfect time. And she is NOT pleased.

“Those suits” the way Ivy is so smug about leading ACME on when she literally joins them at the very end. May you and Zack never change.

Okay, so Zack says that this is Carmen’s actual coat? This means that Zack and Ivy have their own haha. And I really love how Ivy responds “little tight in the shoulders, but powerful” please the way Ivy looks up to Carmen literally slays me.

Zack: does a bad imitation of Player info dumping

Player: laughs dryly, rolls his eyes, and then proceeds to do said info dump

Me: this will never get old

Honestly, it’s stated so many times that Player chats with the sibs during capers almost as much as Carmen. If this conversation is any indication, I’d have loved more. Just to hear how they fill the time. Talking about software and hardware updates for red drone maybe? Where are the forbidden video game nights?

“That’s a ton of bridges for trolls to hide under!” The best troll comes in s3.

Also good time to point out that the geography brief in every episode foreshadows future events and dialogue in the episode.

Lol Carmen has the pen. Also! She learns Chief’s name!

I love Julia this entire scene. She’s trying to be SO coy, playing to what she remembers of Carmen, that is a confident and witty thief, with her own wit and lighthearted banter. It’s the first time she’s had an opportunity to speak with Carmen sorta on her own terms with enough information. But Carmen for once isn’t having it because of the nature of this particular caper. It’s like, one of the few times Carmen is not excited about a caper. For good reason considering they’re NUCLEAR LAUNCH CODES. This screams Dr Bellum, though I see Maelstrom enjoying the psychological power play that he could work with, once again coming in clutch for heists that endanger literally everyone on the planet. Go big or go home.

And then Chief spoils everything. Again. And it’s literally right after Julia says trust me. I think she and Devineaux both have bad luck, but in different ways. Neither can catch a break when it comes to Carmen. The difference is that Julia can’t control hers where Chase’s is one of his own making.

The move Carmen pulls off the wall and over the agent and the agent knocks themselves out with their own gas. One of my favorites.

Zari right at the top, coolly giving Carmen a dose. *chefs kiss* revenge for Milan. Zari as an agent character is so cool.

It begins it begins it begins IT BEGINS. Carmen is drowsy and Cornered at the top of the bell tower. The PERSPECTIVE from Carmen, showing how heavy her eyes are, jumping from scene to scene as she takes each desperate step. That’s the kind of imagery writers dream of.

PLAYER’S MUDDLED and INCREASINGLY concerned voice from Carmen’s perspective. She can’t concentrate on anything.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 2 (gassed/falling unconscious and chased/“betrayed”)

Player: 1

The way Ivy invites trouble by staying in character is delightful. Do it again.

Moose Boy and Otter Man are such underrated VILE operatives. TASER

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 2

Player: 1

Ivy: 2 (tased and kidnapped)

MORE ANGRY JULIA. You tell her.

Carmen unconscious in the snow.

THE SCENE

Quite possibly my favorite scene in the whole show.

“But if Carm’s MIA, too, who do I support?”

***Anguished silence***

“Go get your sister, Red knows how to fend for herself in a pickle”

This scene kills me so much. Player speaks with confidence and sureness but that brief silence and anguish on his face tells us all we need to know about his feelings. He lost his best friend for a whole semester while she was Black Sheep having to retake her classes. And now he’s faced with potentially losing her for good. He knows how serious the situation is. He knows she’s probably unconscious in the cold and he’s sitting at home in his room in front of the computer instead of being there physically. He could have told Zack to go after Carmen, but he knows he can’t. Ivy is the most important person in the world to Zack. And of the two, Carmen has the better chance of rescuing herself. He knows what decision he needs to make, but he can be sad about it. He takes the guilt and gives Zack his marching orders quickly and confidently, so that he can’t question Player’s pause or true feelings. Player, who has been ultra protective of Carmen since she left VILE island, is faced with the prospect that he might have failed her.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 3

Player: 2

Ivy: 2

Zack: 1

The shot of Carmen banged up and lying in the snow unconscious. Super dangerous. Super amazing shot. The pen is intact but the communicator that was in her ear isn’t. So. Possible head injury/concussion then if she landed head first.

First thing she does is reach out to Player for help. 😭 “it isn’t getting any warmer” disconnected from her friends, cold, injured.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 6

Player: 2

Ivy: 2

Zack: 1

This entire scene with Ivy is great. She really comes in clutch despite her situation. She’s cold and tied up and found out exactly what VILE is about to sell. And she is rightfully terrified.

She’s so clever though to figure out exactly how to manipulate Moose Boy and Otter Man both! And tease them! Either these two are fresh from VILE academy or they never hung out in the commons. This scene is simultaneously a comedy and so serious. Otter Man thinks he’s so smart but Ivy has him completely fooled. Where Moose Boy simply takes orders he’s willing to take Ivy at face value. It’s amazing to watch.

Also Ottoman LOL nicely done Ivy. "Sweden's coolest resort” idk Ivy, you kinda SOUND like Carmen. And very quick thinking to ask for the coat! Ivy knows the tools are there she made (assumingly) all of them.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 6

Player: 2

Ivy: 4

Zack: 1

Carmen. Almost makes it to the top. : D and falls! :D immaculate. Counting that as two because not only is there the angst of almost making it, she adds to her injuries with the fall.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 8

Player: 2

Ivy: 4

Zack: 1

And the geography brief comes in handy. Ivy uses the knowledge that Player gave her to earn rapport with Moose Boy. The great part about Otter Man is that he’s so focused on stopping Moose Boy from spilling the means, that he doesn’t realize that he can use that as his advantage. He’s basically confirming everything right now. But what if he were to give Ivy a lie? Then she’d be wondering which is true. It’s a great VILE character flaw. Otter Man does not see Moose Boy as a partner, just a lackey. They’d be terrifying otherwise.

Carmen realizing her choices are get arrrested or die. “Either way, VILE wins”. Absolutely screaming I love this stuff.

The horror on Ivy’s face when she finds out what the data crystal holds. Excellent dramatic effect.

LOL the chair does NOTHING

Literally ivy through the show:

Ivy: Carmen would do this.

Also Ivy: I am terrified

Also also Ivy: it’s the right thing to do *does the thing*

I love her for it so much.

The cool thing about Ivy’s part here is that she does it all her way. She took notes from Carmen but she ultimately succeeded because she’s herself!

Cool donning the red montage. Immediately slips and falls. Ivy ily

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 8

Player: 2

Ivy: 5

Zack: 1

Dgfggg the resigned and heartbroken look on Carmen’s face as she activates the pen. And she’s back in character as soon as Chief pops up.

Interesting to note that Chief must have reflected on Julia’s anger, because she is far softer on Carmen here than i expected the first time I watched this episode. Yes she’s professional, but she attempts a half hearted apology, which eventually devolves into genuine worry. Maybe it’s the cynic in me, but I wonder how much of that is caring about Carmen as a young person in trouble, or Chief’s ticket to finally catching VILE.

On Carmen’s side. It is interesting that she doesn’t trust ACME can take on VILE. I wonder how much of that is knowing Roundabout exists and just plain not trusting them to do it right after all the attempts to capture her. And then of course how much of it is Carmen putting it on her shoulders as her personal responsibility. Because it is telling that Carmen gives Chief the NASTIEST look when she points out that it need not be Carmen’s burden alone. She’s not even as angry at being chased that Chief is actually apologizing for.

In any case, Carmen waits until the last possible moment to contact Chief. Not only does it show her stubbornness and how much she values her freedom, but just how aware of her own body she is. She has just enough time to get information from Chief about how close they are to finding her…and then she can’t anymore. As soon as she knows they are coming, she gives out. Carmen plays her intel close, knowing now that’s her bargaining chip to stay alive, even if it’s in prison.

VULNERABILITY. : D in front of a not-ally (yet) Carmen can’t hold on she drops to the snow. And again it’s a bit hard to tell if Chief is legitimately concerned about Carmen or just the intel she has, but staying with her, talking to her, until help arrives most likely saved her life.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 10

Ivy: 4

Player: 2

Zack: 1

That bartender is totally watching Ivy fall and not reacting at all like it’s a daily occurrence for guests to do that.

IVY DUBBING THE SALE PLEASE YOU ARE ALREADY PERFECT IVY you DID NOT have to go so hard so EASILY

LOL the lady just scoots away as Ivy crashes into the back of the chair 😂😂😂😂

SHE MISSED. And Carmen would be proud she covers it up.

Ivy has such a keen eye! She finds that data crystal so quickly. I think it’s because she’s used to working on small parts, like Carmen’s gadgets, and also the literal car she built from scratch.

Ivy: I need to summon courage

Ivy: SCREAMS as she does the thing

Moose is so great. The second Otter needs him he stops struggling and is like “okay I’ll just take the infrastructure with me”

“This is not what Carmen would do!” You’re right. It’s not. And for all you know, that’s why the caper succeeded. Because Ivy did it Ivy’s way.

And because Player told Zack to get his sister, he’s right there to pick her up and get away so she isn’t recaptured.

THE SIBLING HUG. One of the greatest scenes ever. Zack’s hopefulness and Ivy’s joy.

Ahhh and Zack is so focused he’s ready to go after Carmen. Look at Ivy’s increasingly horrified face. She had nO idea that Carmen was missing. The GUILT as she’s about to find out is so delicious

Angst/Whump Tally:

Carmen: 10

Player: 2

Ivy: 6

Zack: 1

Fhghcb Carmen’s resigned and peaceful face as the helicopter finds her.😭

And you think the siblings get there just in time but no.

It takes 44 minutes to drive from the airport in the northern end of Stockholm to the forested area to the south with water on both sides. Carmen is probably fortunate she didn’t glide long enough to get to the ocean. So, from picking up Ivy, estimate 45 minutes to get to Carmen. Add in half that time for Zack to get from the city center to north Stockholm. That’s the fastest, not counting traffic. Carmen was unconscious and alone in the cold for perhaps a little over an hour, as the sun is going down. That is PLENTY of time to get severe frostbite not wearing appropriate clothing for the weather, as she does.

Zari please she’s down 😭

Carmen can barely speak let alone put on any defensive airs. She tries to sound angry but she’s clearly not well it doesn’t work. She’s steeling herself to never be happy again. And at this point, it’s very possible Roundabout can pull the strings and get her to VILE. Gets my hurt/comfort loving blood boiling.

And things turn for the better. That’s a lovely last look that Carmen has as she looks Julia’s way. It’s not hateful or angry, it’s very reflective. As if Carmen is realizing ‘okay, Julia was actually trying to help. There is some merit here. I understood why she did what she did. This was not her fault’ after Chief offers to let her go. It’s a far more peaceful look than Carmen had just a bit before.

Ivy wraps Carmen up in her coat and holds her to keep her warm and talk to her I’m emotional here’s the comfort part! She and Zack are so worried for her I’m eating it up.

“What, by who?”

Ivy’s tears and smile as she says “Carmen Sandiego who else”

Carmen does nothing this caper. She successfully leads ACME off of VILE I guess so that Ivy can work but that was NoT the plan. This episode is all character development for Carmen. Slowly opening her eyes that she CAN trust more people. Ivy and Zack (building off of their two parter), Julia, and maybe Chief. And this trend continues in s3 and s4. There are even more civilians of the day, and Carmen leans on their help more than in s1 and s2.

And Ivy is so sweet. She’s letting Carmen know that even if she wasn’t there, her team completed the caper. “What would Carmen do” was Ivy’s single motivation. And it saw her through. Carmen wasn’t on screen at the caper but her presence was felt. That’s my takeaway anyway. It’s building on the ‘anyone can be Carmen Sandiego’ message that the finale comes to.

Whump/Angst Tally:

Carmen: 12

Player: 2

Ivy: 6

Zack: 2

These are completely arbitrary numbers I’d love to see how you all scored it.

And the end with VILE announcing their decision. It’s a good thing they decided to burn the Academy, I don’t think Le Chevre would be comfortable in burning the goat lol. I love the lightning effects though! A good thunderstorm always makes the mood.

Such a good episode. Excited to follow up on the comfort part next episode.

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[caffeina-felina]

The Bear week | Day six: conflict/heart

[favorite, most interesting, or most touching relationship— anything from Sydney and Tina, Marcus and Carmen, Carmen and Richie, Sydney and Marcus, Sugar and Carmen, to Carmen and Sydney]

"Cousin"

Carmy and Richie have a lot going on their dynamic, all of it negative right up until 'Braciole'. Richie sees himself as the rightful heir to The Beef, and it's hard not to blame him. He's spent easily over a decade working there, and he's repeatedly put himself at legal and financial risk making sure it stayed afloat. It must have been a painful shock to find out it was left to Carmen, someone who (in Richie's eyes) didn't care and acted too good for it anyway. That this viewpoint is built on conflicting info is not something Richie wants to fully acknowledge. He's too invested in believing that Mikey was beyond reproach. Whenever cognitive dissonance starts to flare up, he essentially punches it in the face and shoves it in a locker:

(Sydney): Wait, why didn't Michael want him to work at the restaurant? (Richie, doing mental gymnastic to avoid realizing that Mikey pulled a dick move on his little brother and hurt him): Because he's a little bitch, probably!

Then there's Carmy, who loved Mikey just as much as Richie did and was rewarded with exclusion from him and the creative world they'd always shared. Carm, who then took his wounded pride and found respect in the mentally cannibalistic world of haute cuisine, but gets that accomplishment minimized while his brother's beloved crew mocks and dismisses him on what should be his home turf. And he's only allowed back on that turf when the worst possible thing happens, because Mikey seemingly wanted it that way. How much more painfully literal can the phrase "over my dead body" get?

At the core of every fight and power struggle between Richie and Carm is Mikey. But it's not just the loss of him that fuels their many conflicts. Michael himself created the tension and resentment between them even before his death. It started with barring Carm from the kitchen, something we still don't know the reasoning behind. But it continued with the lack of support or pride he showed towards his brother's achievements. There's no echoes of positive statements he made to the crew about Carm, no clippings in his office about the rising star chef. But there is palpable disdain and resentment from Tina and Richie. I don't think Mikey knew how much of an impact any casual jokes or moments of blowing off steam about Carmy's career had on the people around him. So when he passed and the other brother is suddenly there, changing things and erasing aspects of Mikey, is it any wonder why they quickly jumped to animosity?

Not to mention, the inherent rivalry of blood brother who's very different from Mikey vs. wanna-be brother who's practically a living homage to Mikey. Actual inheritor vs. spiritual inheritor. A man who sees change as necessary to keep his brother's vision alive vs. a man who sees any change as taking Mikey away all over again.

A huge turning point in Richie's side of the rivalry is when he finally gets checked by Tina. Once having been his partner in the "Carmy sucks" club, Tina's grown and now sees change as something that will keep them all alive instead of as something that further buries Mikey. It takes that loving but firm ego check from Tina for Richie to lower his best friend from an untouchable pedestal and to stop carrying the sibling rivalry torch that he picked up from him as well. Carmy, for his part, doesn't seem to harbor nearly as much resentment towards Richie. Being deprived of respect is largely the cause for Carmy's negativity towards him, and rightfully so. Yet Richie is still a huge link to his brother, and calling him cousin seems to come very naturally to Carm. He's part of the family and Carmy needs family now more than ever. The bond of what they were to Mikey is what forces them to be in the same room, but the bond of what they can be to each other is how they'll keep Mikey's spirit alive and turn The Beef into a thriving and joyful manifestation of it.

#The Bear FX #thebearweek #The Bear #let's not speak of the days I missed even though I had solid ideas for each of them :))

[tutuandscoot]

Ok forget the rest of the amazingness of Carmen for sec. Just look at this opening:

This is incredible. From the second their names are announced they are in character, but not in an overdone way. It’s very subtle and internalised but you can feel the energy radiating off them- even through a phone screen which I honestly don’t know how that’s possible..

Then if you look away for a split second you wouldn’t notice because again it’s so subtle, but you see Scott has stopped dead centre and Tessa is just staring at him, stalking him like he’s prey that she has already caught, put in a cage and is waiting to devour. He watches her as she approaches him knowing he is helpless against her.

Then as she moves around him… like he just… accepts his fate.. the way she runs her hand down his back.. it’s like she’s counting each of his vertebrae, deciding which one to snap, and then his reaction (which varied through the season).. it’s like she’s just stripping him of his dignity.. ugh it’s so emotional. With such little movement, no over the top expression (from either of them) she conveys so much power. The bottom one is particularly chilling. That shudder through is body and reaction in his hands. I truly love to believe that is a genuine reaction to her touch. I need to believe they give each other chills because every moment of them moving together is so visceral and they are so present.

It’s like in this moment they are not friends, they do not care about each other. They are adversaries and the power balance is completely flipped. They portray that so honestly and convincingly- neither of them are forcing it.

I can’t even begin to explain how much courage, commitment, abandonment and trust in each other it takes to go there together.

They are just so much more than their sport in this respect. Their sport doesn’t require this of them, the judges can’t make sense of it because they are skating people, not stage and theatre people therefore it is not appreciated or reflected in the scores. TS are artists who blur the lines between a sheet of ice and a Broadway stage. They are having a real human experience in a world they have entirely created themselves each time they perform that we as an audience are just lucky enough to get to witness.

#fd: Carmen #my beautiful dancing bbys