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inspired by JC Leyendeckers covers for the saturday evening post

(more at kimscomics_ on IG)

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Our Friends Talk

A note to Sydney, signed only ‘Bear’, covered with stains and grease marks and scribbled out, frantic handwriting that is rigid and jaggedly dark against the lined paper.

Remember we have dinner on Saturday, when we get off. It’s at this elitist shithole a guy I knew from Noma owns, but the food’s incredible, supposedly. Google says black tie, so whatever the means for you.

Cousin says people have been talking. Supposedly, allegedly, we’re causing some shit. Problems in the system. I asked around but no one wants to talk about it.

‘Shit’s happening.” Cousin said, and he said it my office like it was a fucking deal. I’m thinking he’s gonna talk about the bills or the busboy or real stuff. Instead he comes to me, whining. “People talking.”

“People talking? What? What are they talking about?”

“You. Your sous. Buddy buddy shit.”

“My sous? Syd? What are you-“

“Look, you want me to spell it out, Cousin? You want that? This is just embarrassing.”

“Spell it, Cousin, because I’m getting nothing.”

“Are you two fucking? Fucking with us? Fucking-fucking?”

And we stared at each other, these two fools in a shitty office. I needed a smoke. He needed a drink. We needed to put our mouths anywhere else. He rubbed his neck. I looked away. The clock ticked, and it never stopped.

“What? What-like I’ve got a problem? Syd and I don’t have a problem.”

“Look, Cousin-“

“Don’t cousin me, not now. Don’t pull this bullshit and roll over now-“

“It happens. I swear it happens, your brother-“

“Don’t-don’t you pull my fucking brother out of his grave for this. You stand up straight in your fucking suit like a man and you serve this-“

“Sydney is a nice girl. Nice woman. You can’t fuck around with her.” He said, and I cocked my head. “Oh, what, because you’re gonna object? You’re a-a walking HR violation. You call her sweetheart on her first day, and then you turn around-“

“Look, I don’t care who you make Bambi eyes at like some horny twelve year old, but she’s young. She’s smart and tough as rocks, but you know she wants you to like her, to be nice to her-“

“So I’m nice to her, and you chew me out? You’re gonna chew me out?”

“I’m saying that you’re meddling with the one thing keeping this place going and if you piss her off, or God forbid, give her enough confidence to quit, she will leave and she won’t come back.”

“She’s staying.” My head was pounding. The room was too small, there was no air. “She wants a star. I can give her a star.”

“Yeah? And what if you can’t?”

“You’re a fucking joke, you know that? I went to Noma. I went to the French Laundry. You’re a talentless worthless fuck, and-and you’re telling me I can’t give it to her? I can’t deliver?”

“I’m saying, kid, that your sous is a little angel and if you go along and snap her neck because you wanted a kiss, a cuddle, then she will leave and we will read about her in the papers while we’re huddled around a trash can fire.”

The conversation concluded by me pushing him into a bookshelf and beating the shit out of him. I asked around. Apparently I favor you. It bleeds into our work. I paid for your whites when we were just starting out. Now, with the money, it just got too easy. I paid for your apartment, the deposit. You were told it was anonymous, and I’m sure you knew.

I did research. Google, the Library. As your boss, I’ve excused fireable offenses. I’ve involved you in business decisions. I’ve had emotional issues in our professional relationships which stressed the boundaries of it. I’ve favored you and paid you about thirty percent more than my other employees.

No one knows.

I see your faith in me, and it makes me feel…something. Vanity, I think. You think I’m this legend, just because of what I did, what I can do. I’m not your friend, I’m not a genius to admire, I’m a jackass who’s doing stupid shit. I’m an alcoholic. I’m a bad influence on you. I’m your boss, that’s all I am.

If you thought there was anything else, I- I can’t be that.

Let people talk. Let our friends gossip and let the critics scribble bullshit. But I’ll get you that star. The front cover of a paper, of a magazine. I’ll get you a thousand reservations. Don’t leave. I called in all my favors, you’d never be able to find another job.

I need to do this with you. It’s just how it has to work. It has to be perfect.

I need you with me. Doing this, making something incredible.

You are the Bear. You make the Bear.

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for a lil luck

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Do you have any sydcarmy fic recs? I feel like I’ve read a lot of the ones on ao3

*rubs hands together maniacally*

(organized by rating. canon compliant unless stated otherwise (like an AU u know the drill)

(If there’s a star by the author’s name you should read more of their work. read everything read it all)

General Audiences

Crush on the Red Line by Blissymbolics*

Did you call me baby? by imenawriting

la valse de sydney by malariamonsters* (@songkangsbottomteethcirca2020)

Teen and Up

viscum album by cruciomione* (@cruciomione)

They Know by tiltedtemple*

before you came into my life (i missed you so bad) by hotelfoxtrot*

106 miles by MissAmyShay* (@missamyshay)

almost home by papercranium*

you change all the lead, sleeping in my head by adogwithabirdatyour_door*

two worlds collided by heydoeydoey

let lips do what hands do by wispenwillows

Mature

Copenhagen (let me go home) by turbulenthandholding (@turbulenthandholding)

Again and Again by 2shytheshippy

child with a child pretending by emilybrontay* (@sennenrose) (single parent AU)

Why Can’t We Be Friends? by currymanganese*(@currymanganese)

write me like it’s your last time, I’ll read it like it’s my first by puzzlepuppy (me! :D)

Fire One Chicken Noodle by DoubleApple* (@doubleappled)

Seasons of Sydney by shewalksoverme (@shewalksoverm3)

it’s all for you, everything I do by Amiera_Sapphire* (@amieraisposting) (pregnancy AU)

and I can tell that you’re my good girl by mariyanas

nobody ever got my soul right like she could by seh28* (@yangsharperavery)

infraction by bobaheadshark

as if the dream of you, it sleeps, too by icouldnotsee (herprettysleeper)

Explicit

the raspberry room by shroooms

Mouthful of Petals by Galatria57 (hanahaki AU)

The Support by peachybunnybabie* (@ethxocore)

These Stones Will Shout by Anonymous

A Pear Tree (or Any Other Tree in Bloom) by OysterKnife*

Fundamentals for the Fun and Mental by bioloyg* (@bioloyg)

gotta get up to get down by somethingdifferent

if i’m butter then he’s a hot knife by minecrafter42

fireproof by kneeinjury

with the intention of forever by sashafiercer* (@sashafiercest)

his private joy by tvfanatic97

if you want it you can have it by mediumsweet

You With The Dark Curls (You With The Watercolor Eyes) by swaggnation

bonus:

this isn’t sydcarmy but sydlip (from shameless) and I’ve been fucking obsessed with it despite never watching an episode of shameless a day in my life so. yeah. read it. Two Ghetto Geniuses by sashafiercer (@sashafiercest) (college AU)

all of this shit up here hits so hard. sincere and joyful and angsty and passionate and everything in between.

this is just a drop in the bucket. if you’re on this list please keep writing. if you’re not on this list please keep writing. keep writing and keep writing and keep writing and keep writing. this is me telling you your words have so much fucking value and they’re so beautiful I am BEGGING you not to forget that if you write fic at all.

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Inspired by this post

Carmen hears Tina before he sees Sydney. There's an appreciative ooo followed by a wolf whistle. "You look good, mama. You got a date, or what?"

Sydney snorts. "No, I'm just hanging out with some friends."

"What friends?" Marcus quips from somewhere around the corner.

Carmen imagines Sydney is rolling her eyes right about now. "You're just mad you weren't invited."

"Bet I get invited next time," he says, a smile creeping across his face. "Tell Mimi I said hi."

Carmen rounds the corner right as Sydney closes her locker. He announces himself with a quick, “Corner,” but after that his voice is a little bit harder to find. It's stuck somewhere behind his tongue, which he’s in serious danger of swallowing.

Sydney has a habit of hiding herself in her clothing. Whether that's by design or a consequence of raiding her father's closet is up for debate. Today, however, it would seem she pulled from her own reserve. She's wearing high-waisted palazzo pants colored with a print reminiscent of the bandanas she wears in the kitchen. Her cropped cardigan is short enough that it would've revealed a delicious sliver of skin... if Sydney hadn’t been wearing a tank top beneath it. (While necessary to complete the look, Carmen would be lying if he said that was anything other than a tragedy.)

"I'm not telling her shit. You tell her if you wanna go on a date so bad." Sydney's got her hair up in a ponytail, save two braids framing her face, and the way it swishes as she turns to Marcus adds a certain weight to her words.

"Damn, I can't even get you to deliver a hi?" Marcus waves a hand dismissively. "Tch. Forget you."

Sydney presses him with a look and slings her bag over her shoulder. Soon enough, the two of them are going back and forth, trading playful barbs, ribbing each other. Every single word goes in one ear and out the other, all faculties in Carmen’s mind devoted to cataloguing this new side of Sydney he’s been introduced to. Her smile seems brighter, her mood lighter. Carmen would never be so pathetic as to say she was glowing, but, well… She is? Or maybe it just seems like it because Carmen has always been drawn to her warm disposition.

Something seems to click in Carmen’s brain the longer he looks at Sydney. Not quite a lightbulb turning on, Carmen still doesn’t recognize what it is he’s feeling. It’s more like the spark of a match catching on this feeling of misplaced disappointment. Disappointment that he’s only seeing this Sydney in passing. Disappointment Carmen has no right to. Not when he still hasn’t managed to drum up the confidence to ask Sydney out - independent of any work they do outside the walls of the restaurant.

“Yo. Carm.” Sydney snaps and ducks her head, drawing is gaze upward. “You alright, dude?“

He blinks. “Yeah, no. I’m uh — I’m fine.” He clears his throat, and looks back down. “Sorry.”

Sydney narrows her eyes, looking him over, not quite convinced. She doesn’t push the issue, though. “Alllright… well, I was just asking if you’d wanna hang out some time next week.” She hooks her thumbs backward, pointing toward Marcus. “He’s determined to hang out with me and my friend and I don’t wanna third wheel.”

Carmen looks at Marcus, then Sydney. “So you… want me to fourth wheel?”

Marcus stifles a laugh; Sydney sighs. The former leans toward the latter and stage whispers, “You’re no better than Mimi.”

Sydney just barely manages to slap him with the back of her hand as he returns to the kitchen. After rolling her eyes, Sydney turns back to Carmen and says, “Look, I gotta head out before my friend gets mad, but think about it. Please. I don’t want to watch the two of them suck face by myself.”

Carmen shakes his head, laughing to himself. “Well when you put it that way.”

Sydney’s smile makes his heart do a backflip. It does not stick the landing. “Pretty convincing, I know.” She leans backwards, letting her momentum force her back-step. “See you tomorrow.”

“Yeah.” Carmen nods, watching her go.

A judgmental hum cuts into Carmen’s thoughts, startling him. Tina chuckles. “You’ve got it bad.”

He rolls his eyes. “Get back to your station, chef.”

She smirks and nods toward the kitchen. “After you, Jeff.”

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And it was in this exact moment that I realized they were gonna eventually fuck

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Who do y’all think would be the first of the kitchen crew to sniff out Carmy and Sydney’s dynamic if and when it happens on the show? My money is on Tina or Gary. Tina is sharp and Gary stays in the cut probably observing everything. 

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Carmy Berzatto / Sydney Adamu Masterlist

Just me stepping out of my Ted Lasso comfort blanket and into another 'platonic besties' ship where I'm obviously imagining things and these people clearly don't have a connection... my ass they don't!

FULL MASTERLIST

Tumblr & AO3 links included throughout.

* = Complete

🔥 = Smutty

A flash of joy *

One-shot, general rating. Short and sweet one-shot. The crew at The Beef take a little break while on prep. Set mid/late Season One.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49623865

Iron *

One-shot, general rating. Short and sweet. Syd isn't feeling great & Carmy notices.

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49637020

Aspirations *🔥

Syd is 12 months deep in a crush she wasn't expecting, Carmy is 6 months into a relationship he doesn't want, The Bear is 4 months open and Nat is 2 months into motherhood....

CH 1 | CH 2 | CH 3 | CH 4 | CH 5 | CH 6

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49699597/chapters/125446204

Heatwave *🔥

Syd, Carmy and a heatwave which threatens to tip things over the edge...

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50001439

Everything More Than Anything 🔥

Syd works out what she needs to do to get those stars she's dreaming of. Carmy works out what he needs to do to support her.

CH 1 | CH 2 | CH 3 | CH 4 - coming soon!

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/50410579/chapters/127366186

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Songs that remind me of Syd & Carmy pt 2 (apparently every song just reminds me of them now):

i’ve highlighted the lyrics too

pauses then says, “You’re my best friend”

and you knew what it was, he is in love

i’d spend a lifetime givin’ you my heart

swear that i’ll be yours forever till forever falls apart

you’re on my mind and i can’t fight it

all along there was some invisible string, tying you to me

heard this while reading seasons of sydney on ao3!!!

if you’re lost you can look and you’ll find me

if you fall, i will

catch you, i’ll be waiting

but if you wait around a while, i’ll make you fall for me, i promise

you try to push me out, but i just find my way back in

i know what to say but it never comes out right

sometimes i hate that you know me so well

oh, you stress me out, you kill me

you drag me down, you fuck me up

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Can you please list below all your sydcarmy social media AU’s? I was looking for them but my app crashed and i cannot scroll past much. Thanks tho

Hi! thanks for asking and yes absolutely, here you go:

IG PART ONE

IG PART TWO

IG PART THREE

IG PART FOUR

IG PART FIVE

IG PART SIX

IG PART SEVEN

IG PART EIGHT

IG PART NINE

IG PART TEN

IG PART ELEVEN

IG PART TWELVE

TWITTER PART ONE

CARMY HUMANS OF NEW YORK

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i nEvEr sAw aNy rOmAnTiC cHeMisTrY bEtWeEn tHeM

sounds like a skill issue

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Why are they acting like that in public

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🙏🏽 Patron saints of the walk-in 🙏🏽

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JEREMY ALLEN WHITE

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Songs that remind me of carmen & sydney pt 1(some of it are from edits i have seen & there are definitely more songs since i just think of them 24/7 now)

i could stare at your back all day

i had the fantasy that maybe our mismatched star signs would surprise the whole school

i broke my own heart’ cause you were too polite to do it

something bad is bout’ to happen to me

i think of her so much it drives me crazy

‘cause now im scared that everyone i love will leave me

god, i have my father’s eyes

i can run but i can’t hide from my family line

don’t follow me, you’ll end up in my arms

give me reasons we should be complete

will you tell the truth so i don’t have to lie

i can see right through your lies

there’s a trouble that won’t show it face

you came out of nowhere and you cut through all the noise

i make sense of the madness when i listen to your voice

tryna seem strong for my love, for my family and friends but im so tired of faking

i think there’s a mold in my brain spreading all the way down

this path is reckless

this slope is treacherous

let me in your atmosphere

inching closer but i fear that i’ll love you so much you’ll slip away

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The Anatomy of a Sex Scene: Screwing Under the Table

Started off with making sure she's comfortable

Reassuring her that he wants her

Switching positions

Sweet talking her and telling eachother how much they like each other

Dirty talking (about food)

Finishing and start pillow talking and reassuring her that he's there for her no matter what

Getting up all disheveled and fixing her clothes

Giving her clothes to put on

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Masterlist of my writing

MCU Peter/MJ fics

The Bear's Sydcarmy fics