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Aww🥺😭😭 thank you so much 🙏🙏

Guys I’m sorry I remember you it’s just that so many things happened and changed! Literally writing right now because you deserve to have the continuation of something I fed you (and I’m writing everything else that I promised to take on too, it’s just in my files so sorry if you have to wait longer than you wanted)

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Guys I’m sorry I remember you it’s just that so many things happened and changed! Literally writing right now because you deserve to have the continuation of something I fed you (and I’m writing everything else that I promised to take on too, it’s just in my files so sorry if you have to wait longer than you wanted)

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Hi do you take request?? I’ve had this idea in my head forever and haven’t found someone to do it:( Here me out lol, reader was Mikey’s longgg time significant other and lowkey did drugs with him. Carmy and Richie think of the reader as their sister, they love her right. After Mikey passed they haven’t heard from her in FOREVER, she kinda just disappeared. One day she shows up at the restaurant a mess, begging for help ( they can tell she’s clearly been using ) and it’s just angsty with a happy ending?? It’s been in my head for weeks😭

Oof what a plot! Maybe.. I’ll think about it. Sounds interesting tho! Do you want like a short story or something bigger?

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*growl*

"Tell me you're mine" + Carmen, the prompts are soo good

Casual.

carmen berzatto x female reader

warnings - smut. cursing. carmens got a big ass ego

written for my 5k celebration - post here, masterlist here, inbox here.

“Tell me you’re mine.”

You look into his eyes in the mirror, feeling the way his arms tighten around you from behind. His chest is plastered to your back, your legs spread out over his thighs. He’s got you on the edge of the bed, watching yourselves like voyeurs.

“We agreed,” you pant, “that this was casual.”

“Casual?” he scoffs, curling his two fingers upwards and hitting the spot that makes you keen. “Look at yourself, baby. Does that look casual to you?”

You gaze into your own eyes, and try to shy away from it. You’re sweating, hair plastered to your forehead, hips writhing around. You’re not sure if you’re trying to get closer to him, or further away.

“Theres nothing casual how tight you are around my fucking fingers, babe.”

You whine.

“You know what’s not casual? The way I’ve got your come dripping down my hand right now.”

Your hips buck down into his, making him groan into your ear.

“I’ll tell you what’s not casual,” he whispers, low and slow. “The way you took my cock last night like you were fucking made for it.”

Your skin is on fire, nerve endings alight with the way he speaks to you. He’s so unassuming in everyday life, and then you get him into bed and he’s feral. He fucks you like he’s unhinged.

“Casual is not how I’d describe this, honey. Try again and I’ll let you come.”

You look in the mirror once again, and see a wrecked, debauched version of yourself staring back. No one else could break you down like this. You wouldn’t want them to.

“I’m yours,” you cry, back arching as his thumb presses firm circles into your clit. He adds a third finger just as you’re coming, and you writhe like a serpent, only staying upright thanks to Carmy’s strong arm wrapped around your middle.

“Thought so,” he chuckles.

There’s nothing casual about the things he promises to do to you tonight. You’re glad.

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The first night when I actually feel motivated to write I have so much homework? That’s absolutely unfair to you and me both

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Hello guys. I haven’t been active because I’m going through a loss. I hope y’all are well.

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I would totally give the first one so innocently to someone without understanding the undertone😳🙈

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Aww 🥺 I didn’t mean to

Can you imagine Carmen laughing at the reader not knowing something because he is in love with her and finds it cute and offends her without meaning to?

“What?! Crunchy food makes us think it tastes better?” You exclaimed, standing in the kitchen with your phone in your hand after looking up recipes for you to use together.

Carmen paused.

“Yeah, baby. Texture means freshness and quality. That’s why so many dishes have an element of crispiness,” he explained as if it was something so common, so basic like first grade math.

“Oh…” you start going through different meals in your head and slowly realise that it actually makes sense.

“Are you… being serious?” He chuckles.

You furrow you eyebrows, taken aback. “Yeah…“. Obviously.

“How can you not know this?” Oh, he is soo amused by this, look at him smile, like a fucking Cheshire cat, ear to ear. What’s so funny about that?

“You know, I was never trained as a chef,” you say bitterly.

He laughs. He is so fucking smug.

You roll you eyes and pull him roughly to you by the hoops of his jeans. Your fingers swiftly move to the buckle and a cling is heard as you start undoing his belt.

“What are you doing?” he is still laughing at you.

“Maybe this way you’ll shut up”.

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A thousand notes. Thank you so much.

♥️

Fuck it, I’ll post it. Snippet from something I’m working on. Hope you like it.| Thanks to positive reviews, Chapter 1 is out!

Carmen Berzatto x reader

Your phone dings, and you swiftly grab it. The blue notification says something, but it’s so bizarre that you have to read it again.

It’s Venmo.

Carmen venmoed you 100 dollars.

Does he think he can fucking pay you to come back? After everything, he’s gonna have to send a lot more than that.

“Carmen, what the hell??” you type, all his previous texts staring at you from above, still awaiting your response.

“Have you eaten today?”

“It’s none of your business”

“Baby, please”

Your heart aches. The text took you back, and you could almost physically hear his pleading, blue eyes looking at you so trustingly as he kissed your thighs and begged.

You shake the memory away and think about your answer. Both of you know he wouldn’t consider that food.

You slowly type “yes” and send it.

“I know you and your fucking “girl dinners”. This is for that beef stroganoff I showed you. Please make it.“

You’re angry. Angry at him, angry for thinking that you can’t take care of yourself, that you need him, that even though you left he cares, but mainly angry because he’s right.

“I’ll think about it” - you hit send and turn off the phone.

Chapter 1

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Can you imagine Carmen laughing at the reader not knowing something because he is in love with her and finds it cute and offends her without meaning to?

“What?! Crunchy food makes us think it tastes better?” You exclaimed, standing in the kitchen with your phone in your hand after looking up recipes for you to use together.

Carmen paused.

“Yeah, baby. Texture means freshness and quality. That’s why so many dishes have an element of crispiness,” he explained as if it was something so common, so basic like first grade math.

“Oh…” you start going through different meals in your head and slowly realise that it actually makes sense.

“Are you… being serious?” He chuckles.

You furrow you eyebrows, taken aback. “Yeah…“. Obviously.

“How can you not know this?” Oh, he is soo amused by this, look at him smile, like a fucking Cheshire cat, ear to ear. What’s so funny about that?

“You know, I was never trained as a chef,” you say bitterly.

He laughs. He is so fucking smug.

You roll you eyes and pull him roughly to you by the hoops of his jeans. Your fingers swiftly move to the buckle and a cling is heard as you start undoing his belt.

“What are you doing?” he is still laughing at you.

“Maybe this way you’ll shut up”.

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Once I hit ovulation y’all are DEAD

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“You’re Watching The Fire And You’re Thinking, 'If I Don’t Do Anything, This Place Will Burn Down And All My Anxiety Will Go Away With It.'”

Carmy Season 1 Episode 5

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I wrote an entire new interaction with Luca and it didn't. Get. Saved.

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Omg I need more of the Carmen x reader. You've got a nice writing style and it's so refreshing. Can't wait to see how you write the angst 🤭

Thank you so much ❤️ Working on it. i wish i could read my work from the perspective of someone else and see how you perceive it🤔

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tell me why I searched “feral” and a gif of Carmen came up

Okay okay okay I’m having so many thoughts about Carmy having physical touch as a love language.

Like he just FOLDS at physical touch. You can’t tell me that man isn’t touch starved beyond words…. More thoughts under the cut (that are minimally proofread-)

Kisses on his neck? He’s a goner. To the point of whines leaving his throat. He would be embarrassed by his own sounds if it wasn’t for how much you liked them. You know the spots that make him melt in an instant.

It gets to a point where you giving him neck kisses are your favorite way to tease him. When you visit the restaurant? Yeah you give him a quick kiss goodbye on his neck mid hug.

He definitely has a thing for hickeys too. He just likes having a mark of you on him ( and he likes marking you up too but that’s a blurb for another time). It’s something nice to look at in the mirror. A reminder of you. But that becomes an issue when Richie notices a very large hickey peeking out of his collar and. Well. Teases the ever loving fuck out of him. “Are you dating a vampire or something Carmy?” Oh and if Richie had no idea Carmy has a girl?? “Yo cousin? What the fuck is that on your neck”

Going to get fluffy before I get smutty… hugs from behind while he’s cooking. God– he just loves it when you creep up behind him and press up against his back in a bear hug ( haha. Bear hug). It just makes him feel so loved.

Now I don’t think he’s into pda… but he ALWAYS has a hand on you in public. It could be around your waist, holding your hand, or anything really. He just likes to touch you. It keeps him grounded and focused and he just wants to know you’re right there at all times.

And when you’re alone together??? Oh he’s such a softie it’s not even funny. Always giving you hugs and burying his face in your neck when he’s feeling overwhelmed. He’s done for when you start raking your fingers through his curls. The second you do that, he’s instantly relaxed.

When he comes home from a long day at the restaurant? He instantly lays his head in your lap while you’re sitting on the couch. You take that as a cue to run your fingers through his hair while he either talks about his day, or while you talk about yours.

Now time to get smutty. This man is only into sex positions that allow for as much skin to skin contact as possible. Will he do positions like doggy if you ask? Of course he will, but his preference is always going to be something where he can be close to you (bc being inside you isn’t enough for him apparently).

Fuck- him on top of you in missionary. His forehead resting on yours so he can watch your face as the pleasure consumes you. His arms are wrapped around you, holding you flush to his body. Carmy loses it when your nails dig into his back. Don’t even get me started on the filth he would be saying. “God– you feel so good. So fucking good for me. Like you were made for me.”At some point he takes both of your legs and puts them over his shoulder, letting him hit even deeper inside of you. I can even see a size kink coming into play here… like him pressing on your stomach until you can feel his cock moving inside of you. “You feel that? So fucking deep-“

Or or or you on top of him straddling his lap. He’s holding you so your chest is against his. Carmy loves it like this because it lefts you be in control. He just lets you bounce on him while he moans and whines into your neck.

Anyways I could go on and on and on about Carmy and physical touch but imma stop there- ( also cannot describe how hard it was to leave breeding out of this-)

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Loved ur carmy x reader. Amazing work xx

Thank you babes 😘

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Going through hormone changes is so boring, like I wanna read and write smut again but I just don’t feel it😫😫