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** personal favorites! the queen of typos is here - longer fics at the top, one shots below for legal and obvious reasons, this all just one big joke

Lestappen

**Twelve Grapes - prologue p1, p2, p3, p4, p5, p6, p7.1, p7.2, p8, p9.1, p9.2, p10, p11.1

summary: Two girls spend their New Year's Eve chugging on grapes, wishing for the love of their life. But, luck apparently skips generations. Leclerc and Verstappen were sown into the universe before they were even born. somewhat friends to lovers, soulmate au vibes, slowburn, angst and fluff, smut later on

Lando Norris

**That one Christmas flight part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 epilogue p1, epilogue p.2 (complete)

summary: Y/N and Lando Norris are seated next to each other on a long flight. Innocent little Christmas tradition that Y/N does every year brings them just a little too close. fluff, cheesy, meet cute, angst, slowburn and smut later on

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Right? part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5, part 6, part 7, part 8 (complete)

summary: Y/N is a photographer for McLaren F1 team. Hard working, goal oriented professional who would never put her career in jeopardy for some stupid crush, right?

That is until a photoshoot gets out of hand and there is no way to go but forward. teasing, flirting, little smutty, work fling

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Just don't talk p 2, p 3, p 4, p 5, p 6, p 7, p 8, p 9, p10, p 11, p 12

summary: Enemies to lovers on steroids. Lando can't stand Y/N, the first female driver in F1 in a long time. He also can't stand having her with her clothes on. enemies to lovers, fake dating

warnings: swear words, minors do not interact, just generally don't take this one too seriously, smut

Charles Leclerc

**I gave so many signs part 2 , part 3, part 4 (complete)

summary: First unrequited love is not the one to ever leave your mind. Y/N looks back at her missed connection with Charles Leclerc, from the time they were just teenagers and regrets having him slip away. Song fic. friends to lovers

one shots and short fics

LN -** My Name - pre-proposal fluff LN - BEEP - first evening in their own apartment fluff LN -**You texted... - making up after a fight, angst LN - The hair thing - fluff LN - Hypochondria , p2 , p3, p4- soulmate au, angst LN - short king - short blurb about a tiny height difference LN - **the last time I pick you up - moving apartments, nostalgia, smut LN - remember that - first time Lando nearly ends up sleeping on the couch, miscommunication LN - **Fire. - incident at McLaren sparks a confession, fluff and fun LN - **I'll drive - Lando is not a good passenger princess, fun LN - Four times I bumped into you and one time I fell - delayed meet cute, fluff LN - Open your eyes - best friends help each other out, insecure reader, light smut LN - ***monaco kiss.wav - Lando and Y/N end up recording anonymous smut song, nsfw

Norris Family Polaroids LN - Blink Once - Lando mixes up his twins, domestic, fluff, fun LN - Kiss with a fist - Lando's twin daughter kisses a boy! fun LN - Home is where Dad's car is - one of the girls runs away, fun

F1 grid - Light Roast Mosaic - coffee shop AUs blending into each other

CL - **Past Lives - soulmate au, romantic

OP - Ah... - soulmate au, words written on wrists

FC - Not on the menu - playboy Franco breaking hearts, smut and angst

The Eighth Child Masterlist

Summary: What if instead of seven, Reginald Hargreeves got eight of them? Eight young experiments, one more person to stop the end of the world.

Season 1:

Chapter 1: The Spring of 1989

Chapter 2: A Trip to The Past

Chapter 3: It’s Been So Long, Too Long… 

Chapter 4: The Best Funeral Ever

Chapter 5: A Favour For Five

Chapter 6: The Wonders of Parenting

Chapter 7: The Chase(s)

Chapter 8: Academy Under Attack

Chapter 9: How to Torture the Die Hard

Chapter 10: The Briefcase Trip

Chapter 11: (Not) Miss Saigon

Chapter 12: Welcome Home, Vet

Chapter 13: Long Time No See

Chapter 14: The Day That Didn’t Happen

Chapter 15: The Day That Happened (Part 1)

Chapter 16: The Day That Happened (Part 2)

Chapter 17: Klaus’ Revelation

Chapter 18: Who Killed Harold Jenkins?

Chapter 19: Huge Trouble in a Small Package

Chapter 20: A Concert For the End of the World (Season 1 Finale)

Season 2:

Chapter 1: The Man at The Window

Chapter 2: Dad On Film

Chapter 3: It’s a Beautiful Life

Chapter 4: Good Morning, Prophet

Chapter 5: Saving Private Dave

Chapter 6: The Epic Drinking Spree

Chapter 7: The Family Reunion

Chapter 8: Twistin’ The Night Away

Chapter 9: All Hail The Prophetess

Chapter 10: The Tropical Storm

Chapter 11: Suddenly Ben

Chapter 12: Body Duty

Chapter 13: The Anti-Apocalypse Squad

Chapter 14: Dallas Most Wanted 

Chapter 15: No Place Like Home

Season 3:

Chapter 1: The Flight of The Sparrows

Chapter 2: Welcome to the Hotel Obsidian

Chapter 3: Amish Hospitality

Chapter 4: East, West, Home’s Best

Chapter 5: You Give Love a Bad Name

Chapter 6: The Mind Raider

Chapter 7: Surface of Our Potential

Chapter 8: The Bird and The Anchor

Chapter 9: Double Wedding at the End of the World (I)

Chapter 10: Double Wedding at the End of the World (II)

Chapter 11: Hello Goodbye

Chapter 12: More Valuable Than The World and The End of All Things 

Season 4:

Chapter 1: Your Dreams Came True, Now What?

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The Eighth Child’ verse drabbles and one shots:

- To Walk in Her Shoes

- Getting Real With The Umbrella Academy

- Half Right

- Ainda É Cedo

- The Man in the Poster

- Bienenstich

- Soft Spots

- Something to Think About

- Went a Little Like This (OC Kiss Week)

- Work of Art

- You Say Goodbye, I Say Hello

- Sex Ed

- Sticks and Stones

- Be My Valentine

- Going Through Changes

- Say My Name

- Knock First

- Dancing Through Life

- Monthly Horror

- Fan Mail

- Half Virgin

- Finest Brazilian Literature

- Spicy Chocolate

- Happy New Year - Part I (2005)

- Happy New Year - Part II (2013)

- Happy New Year - Part III (2016)

- June Party

- Aftercare

- The Eiffel Tower Incident

- Klaus’ Type

- Far From The Eyes, Close To The Heart

- Leaving Marks

- Meet The Parents

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MHA/BNHA Crossover AU: T(UA)

Part 1 - The Other Japan

Part 2 - Fight With a Smile

Part 3 - SOS Umbrella

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- The Eighth Child Playlist -

pairing: Harry Styles x physicist!reader

summary: The aftermath of the leak is hard on everybody in dr YN YSN's circle, but especially for her. The gossip, magazines, paparazzi and haters do not help the case.

warnings: hate speech, swearing

a/n: hi! so yes, this is a re-upload of the 3rd part of the physicist!reader. earlier this week tumblr wasn't working with me, not showing this on tags or even my own home page. and with that, i decided to post it again so maybe some more of you could know what's been happening in the world of physicist!reader. i hope you'll enjoy!

part 1 part 2 taglist

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The Sun

Oxford Is Firing The Famous 'Higgs Professor' and Harry Styles' Girlfriend Dr YN YSN

Written by John Addams

The infamous and TikTok sensation dr YN YSN, lecturer at Oxford University, is being fired after intimate photos of her and boyfriend, Harry Styles, saw the light of the day.

Starting at the beginning, the relationship between two became a fact over a year ago, when dr YSN went viral for her explanation of the Higgs mechanism based on Harry Styles' music. As we got to know from their joined street interview for meetcutesnyc on Instagram, the relationship florished after meeting at their mutual friend's (Christopher Nolan) party. Dr YN YSN was the science consultant for the director's latest movie, Oppenheimer, and Harry starred in one of his films, Dunkirk - making it happen.

Everything was going smoothly till the morning of three days ago. YN's iCloud was hacked, revealing personal and intimate information about not only the owner but her boyfriend as well.

'Dean is furious,' says our source. 'He cannot believe that the best lecturer could be this reckless'.' After the posed question on whether the decision of firing could be announced any time soon, they said, 'it's just the matter of time. But it's going to be sooner rather than later. Oxford is going to lose a fair and talented professor, but it is not its fault. Someone was the author of those, let's say information that was exposed. And it's going to be their fault entirely.'

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harrysmoustache

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harrysmoustache Harry and YN couldn't leave the restaurant safely because a bunch of paps and 'fans' showed up at the location. Not only was it physically dangerous, but the things that were spoken towards (mostly) YN were disgusting. Calling her names and ready to fire her on the spot because of the PRIVATE PHOTOS she took with her boyfriend, which then someone ILLIGALY POSTED ONLINE after HACKING HER ICLOUD. Did y'all forget about TREAT PEOPLE WITH KINDNESS?????

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harrysmoustache and don't make me start on that bullshit that the sun did... RIDICULOUS

harryupdates After all those years, and all those situations that he went through, I'm still surprised that people can be this cruel to him and people that he loves

hArrysbtch they hatin' my girl cause of some sexy photos... bastards

hArrysbtch why would they care what she does after Uni hours??? it's none of your business

scienceandharstyles it's heartbreaking to see a person that gives others the world and shares her knowledge and wears her heart on her sleeve being treated like garbage

harrymylove those were not harry fans

stylesbabie monstrosity

user56 why do y'all care for her this much??? jezz..

⤷ hArrysbtch maybe because she's a good human being treated like the worst person alive just because she snapped a few photos of her and her boyfriend

⤷ user56 wouldn't that be the consequences of her own actions?

⤷ hArrysbtch nope. her phone was hacked. how many times you take photos of yourself and think 'oh god, what if my gonna be hacked and this will be posted?'

⤷ harrysmoustache hArrysbtch ohhh, babes!!! you closed that haters mouth!!!!

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drynysn

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drynysn During one of my latest lectures one of the students asked about accuracy in Sci-Fi movies, so I decided to start a little series of: Is this SCIENCE or just FICTION? Firstly, we'd look into the scene from Spider-Man 2 (2004). The scene where Peter Parker (Spider-Man) is stopping the train from its eventual crash. he shot multiple web lines, then they stretched and didn't break. One would say it is not possible. But! From the way the scene is shown to us, we are able to estimate how strong the web needed to be for it to happen. After looking up the train's mass, you can estimate its initial velocity (how far it can go per hour, so km/h) by seeing exactly how long it takes to pass the city blocks. (1)

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drynysn (2) You can look up, measure, the distance over the webbing stretches, and then estimate its diameter . You can also count the number of web lines. NOW, we end up with a tensile (fancy way of saying elastic) strength for the webbing that has to be about 1 000 megapascals (mega meaning milion) which is equivalent to about 102 036 704 kilograms per square metre (which is 145 000 lbs/square inch - for you, my American friends on here).

drynysn (3) What is absolutely mind-blowing is the fact that actual spider silk has a tensile strength of 1 200 megapascals. So, if Spider-Man's webbing would be anyway that strong, that scene was very, very realistic. Rating it 9/10. What scene would you like to see next?

scienceandharstyles that is so informative and making this movie even more iconic!! Did you do all the equations by yourself, dr YSN?

⤷ drynysn Yes, I did! Took me some time to analyse the scene but it was worth it!

harryupdates oh, i need to rewatch this movie immediately!!!

harryismylife could the next scene be the one from The Avengers where Mjolnir after contacting Cap's shield makes that blue light? is that even possible?

⤷ drynysn that's a great scene! i'll look over it!

hArrysbtch i love the little explanations in brackets! i didn't need to look up the tensile thingy!

harrysmoustache you're telling me the scene i was 100% sure was as fake as my eyelashes is true???

user45 maybe you should try explaining showing of that body of yours

user75 is this the new way to make money after being fired?

user281 unemployment doesn't suit you but the consequences of your actions finally caught up with you

user374 i think you should start posting one of those photos the sun included in their article - you'll get more attention

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harryupdates

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harryupdates HARRY nad DR YN spotted in a small restaurant in Oxford (i'm disabling the comments cause i don't want to deal with the haters)

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hArrysbtch MY PARENTS!!!!!!!! ARE BACK AFTER THE WEEKS OF DRAUGHT!!!!!

hArrysbtch and they look goooood

harrysmoustache i missed them so much..

stylesbabie yn looks so tired and sad

⤷ hArrysbtch it's just one phot of one moment

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londonboyharry

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londoboyharry went to oxford to bump into harry. it's better! i met dr yn ysn, drank coffee with her, talked and laughed my ass off! she is the funniest, kindest and most down to earth person i've ever met. also, after i asked her about all the things that were happening around her, she just said 'what things?' WITH A SMIRK ON HER FACE, SIPPING HER LITTLE AMERICANO AND BEING UNBOTHERED

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harryupdates im so happy that she gives no damn to those people online

hArrysbtch I LOVE HER

harrymoustache the moment the legend the IT girl

stylesbabie happy for you!!!

harrysmylife who would want to meet harry when you can meet dr yn ysn?

scienceandharstyles best woman alive

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scienceandharstyles

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scienceandharstyles WE GRADUATED OXFORD!!! to anybody who said there was no way to incorporating pop culture with a biology degree? eat shit! i wrote the whole masters based on musicians' impact on fans' hormonal production. hehe. ALSO, it would not be possible withouth the best teacher, academic inspiration, and person I've ever met - dr YN YSN. thank you!

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drynysn MADELINE, I am so proud of you. It would be not possible without your persisatnce and will to find solutions and answers. This is all yours!

harrystyles Congratulations, Madeline! H, xx.

harryupdates congrats maddie!!

stylesbabie very very proud

harrysmoustache did you perhaps use harry as an example in your work?

⤷ scienceandharstyles YES, I did. Only positive affect of his voice, music and visuals...

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oxford_uni

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oxford_uni Acknowledging the upheaval around one of our lecturers - dr YN YSN, the Chancellor of Oxford University and the Dean of The Department of Physics decided to release the joined statement:

Refuting the words ans statements made by publishers not connected to our University, we would like to inform anybody in concern that one of our grates lecturers dr YN YSN is not decruited. The matter of private life is not concern of the University authority, even more when the said privacy was bridged. At this place, we would like to wish luck during dr YN YSN' s new path - becoming a professor.

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harrystyles <3

harryupdates I KNEW IT

hArrysbtch EAT SHIT THE SUN, EAT SHIT JOHN ADDAMS

harrysmoustache HAHHAHAHAHAHA I KNEW IT !!!!!! BABY THERE WAS NO WAY THEY WOULD FIRE HER

stylesbabie thank god! there is still hope for this world

scienceandharstyles Chancellor and Dean with the best decision ever made

harrysmylife now haters what??? ha??

harrysfan87 i believed in you guys i did

londonboyharry becoming a professor???? good luck yn!!!

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yourinstagram

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yourinstagram There was no better thing that happened to me than meeting you. You support means the world. I love you forever.

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harrystyles Loving you is the greatest honour of all time, my heart <3

annetwist My favourite girl in the world! (besides my daughter)

⤷ gemmastyles Thanks for clarifying, mum

gemmastyles My sister from another mister!

yourbestfriend We need to finally meet up!

⤷ yourinstagram yessss!

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harrystyles

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harrystyles You're just finishing one of your latest publications on the way to becoming a professor. I couldn't have been more proud and honoured to accompany you during this time.

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yourinstagram I love you I love you I love you

annetwist Our smart professor. <3

harryupdates ohhhhhh *melting*

hArrysbtch I'll never get over him posting her on here

harrysmoustache we are back to normal, baby!!!

scienceandharstyles professor YN YSN sounds amazing

harrysmylife BEST. COUPLE. EVER.

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a/n: did you like the way it turned out?

Let Your Hair Down: Masterlist (finished series)

story summary:  Harry gets more than he bargains for when he falls not only for you but your little girl as well.

warnings: Chapters with two ** is smut chapters. One’s with three *** are ones I feel have some very sensitive topics. Please read the warnings at the beginning of every chapter. 

>A place to find all the chapters!

Chapter One.

Chapter Two.

Chapter Three.

Chapter Four.

Chapter Five.

Chapter Six.**

Chapter Seven.

Chapter Eight.

Chapter Nine.

Chapter Ten.

Chapter Eleven.**

Chapter Twelve. **

Chapter Thirteen.

Chapter Fourteen.

Chapter Fifteen.

Chapter Sixteen.

Chapter Seventeen. **

Chapter Eighteen.***

Chapter Nineteen.

Chapter Twenty.

Chapter Twenty-one.**

Chapter Twenty-two.

Chapter Twenty-three.

Chapter Twenty-four.

Chapter Twenty-five.

Chapter Twenty-six. ***

Chapter Twenty-seven.

Chapter Twenty-eight.

Chapter Twenty-nine.***

Chapter Thirty.

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Far From You (Home)

(Intro) Part 1: Venice: (pt.1)

SUMMARY: y/n stark is really not here for this european school vacay because in this post-endgame world, she’s mourning the loss of her dad. but one (1) sticky boi peter parker is just trying to be the friend he once was while also trying not to flirt too much because if she rejects him (which she wouldn’t, not that he knows that) while they’re in venice holy hell he’ll just pitch himself off the gondola right then and there. 

basically, y/n has been distancing herself & peter misses her & this school trip is a great way for him to coax her back into the real world & y/n really loves peter but is super sensitive and scared to lose him & also mysterio shows up at some point ugh  @ nick fury leave ned leeds alone

WORD COUNT: 7k 

WARNINGS? : oo hhh goddd peter & co. say ‘fuck’ at some point i’m sure lol & these kiddos needs hugs bc there’s been some #death up in here plus some hella angst so like what even is the point. just a lotta angst i’m sorry

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You could see Peter standing on the grounds, debating going in the door, as you watched from your room. 

He was never hesitant like this.

Never questioned whether seeing you was a good idea or not.

Never actually used the front door. 

Your dad had installed multiple windows for Peter to swing in through, and yet right now he was walking in through the door. 

Everything was wrong. Peter hadn’t stayed in his room here for months.

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Meet the Parents

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carmen "carmy" berzatto x fem!reader

Word Count: 3.5K

Rating: E

Summary: Carmen deals with anxiety as he prepares to meet your parents for the first time and the pressure of making a good impression weighs heavily on his mind.

Warning: anxiety, insecurity, angst-ish (carmy's internalized thoughts), established relationship, language, slight jealousy/possessiveness, praise, dirty talk, pet names, oral sex (f receiving), implied p in v sex, soft!carmy <3, fluff y’all

A/N: This feeds as a one-shot for my Collection of Moments and is apart of my Wine & Dine universe However, it can be read as a stand-alone as well. So, I rarely write in the other POV – I literally have only done it once before. I usually always write from the reader's perspective, but for this, I felt it was necessary to be in Carmy’s mind. I can’t tell if I like it, but here it is. Also, as we can see, I’m terrible at drabbles… Also, I've been having problems sharing this story as its not appearing in the tags so I hope this third try will work...

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You sat on the couch in Carmen's living room, phone pressed against your ear as you talked to your mother.

"Oh, this weekend? Yeah, I can make it out for the barbeque on Sunday,"

As you spoke, Carmen walked into the room and sat beside you. He could hear snippets of the conversation but didn't want to eavesdrop.

"Mmhm, yeah Mom, he'll be busy at the restaurant. So no, he probably can't make it,”

Carmen couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness at those words. He had been with you officially for 3 months, and you two had known each other for practically a year, but he still hadn't found the time to meet your family. You had met his entire family, even met Donna informally who had been stopping by the restaurant more often since her granddaughter had been born.

After you finished your conversation after a few minutes and hung up the phone, he turned to you hesitantly, trying to sound casual. "Hey, why did you say I couldn’t come this weekend?"

Thoughts raced through his mind – Were you embarrassed by him? Did you not want him to meet your family? Did you have doubts about your relationship?

You chuckled slightly, "Because I’m going to be spending the night at my parents on Saturday, which is the busiest night at The Bear,"

Relief washed over Carmen when he realized he had jumped to conclusions, but still felt a twinge of guilt for not making time to meet your family sooner. Carmen made a mental note to clear his schedule for the weekend and finally make the effort to meet your family. Sydney could handle it. He wanted to show your parents that he was serious about your relationship and that he cared about you deeply.

Carmen shook his head, determination shining in his beautiful blue eyes. "But, I really want to meet your family,"

"You don't have to push yourself too hard, Carmy. I know how busy you are, and I don't want to add more stress to your plate,”

"I understand," Carmen replied, trying to hide the disappointment in his voice. He was so busy all the time that he realized he had created a narrative that made you assume he could never be easily available. You’re a fuckin’ asshole Berzatto. “But, it's not about stress. It's bout’ makin’ time for the things and people that matter most to me. And you… are at the top of that list,” he insisted.

You felt a rush of emotion at his words and leaned in to give him a tender kiss. "Okay,” you smiled brightly, feeling grateful that he was open to the idea. You knew family stuff… was hard for him. “But seriously, no pressure,” you reminded him.

Carmen nodded, feeling reassured by your words. “I love you,” he said shyly. It had only been a few weeks since you two had started saying those words. But every time he looked into your eyes; he could feel the words bubbling up inside of him. If he was honest, he had fallen in love with you way before you two had even started dating.

As he thought back to the first time he accidentally blurted out "I love you" in a grocery store, he couldn't help but smile. He had been so scared of your reaction, but you had surprised him by simply leaning in and kissing him on the cheek.

You then whispered in his ear, "I feel like I’ve loved you for so long," And in that moment, all his fears and doubts had melted away. You were so fucking perfect.

“I love you too Carmy,” he heard you say as he returned to the present, and his heart raced when he heard you say those words. There was the weight of those three little words – they held power—the power to heal, to connect, to change everything.

Carmen had never been good at first impressions; he stumbled over words and fumbled with handshakes. But this was different. This was about proving himself to you, to them, and maybe even to himself. He knew he needed to prioritize you and be there for you in ways that transcended busy schedules and work commitments. He wanted to be more than just “that chef” you were dating at The Bear. He wanted to be the man who held your hand at family gatherings, who laughed with your parents, and who fucking showed up for you.

You peppered his neck with soft kisses and ran your fingers along his chest. He tried to focus on the sensation of your touch, but his thoughts kept pulling him away, his mind lost in a maze of worries. What if they didn't like him? And worse…what if one day, you would wake up and realize he wasn’t enough?

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Carmen gripped the steering wheel tightly, his brow furrowed in concentration as he sped down the highway. He could feel the weight of the situation pressing down on him, causing a knot to form in his stomach. He glanced at the clock on the dashboard and cursed under his breath. He had called you to let you know he was going to be late, and listened to your unwavering patience and understanding on the other line, which felt like an oasis in a desert of chaos. But he still felt like shit. He wanted to believe you when you said, ‘Carmy, it’s totally fine, get here safely’, but there was a voice—the one that echoed his mother’s harsh words, his father walking out on him, his old boss in New York. It told him that he was broken, and that he would ruin everything eventually.

He had been looking forward to today, but everything had been falling apart. The problems at the Bear had started earlier that day, with one disaster after another piling up, and it delayed him from getting to you. First, the delivery truck arrived late, throwing off their entire prep schedule. Then, one of the new line cooks working with Ebra, overwhelmed by the fast-paced environment, quit on the spot, leaving them short-staffed during the lunch rush. As if that wasn’t enough, the walk-in cooler malfunctioned, causing some of their fresh ingredients to spoil. That fucking walk-in cooler was the bane of Carmen’s existence.

Sydney had assured him that it was fine, that she could handle things at the restaurant with Sugar and Cousin as he prepared to leave. But as he looked at the clock and realized how late he was, he couldn't help but feel like he was letting everyone down. He felt torn between his responsibilities at the restaurant and his commitment to you.

As he navigated through traffic to get to Naperville, he couldn't shake the sinking feeling in his chest. You had left for your parents’ place earlier that day to grab lunch with them and he had told you he would meet you there after lunch service and spend the night in Naperville with you. He should have just left with you and questioned why he had gone into the restaurant today. Because you’re a fuckin’ workaholic.

He finally pulled up to the address of your parents' house and stepped out of his car feeling nervous. He straightened his collar and took a deep breath before mustering the courage to walk up the front steps and knock on the door with a bouquet mixed with roses, lilies, sunflowers, and irises for your mother.

As he stood on the porch, he could hear his heart pounding in his ears. The door swung open, and you appeared, a warm smile on your face. His breath caught in his throat. You were wearing a simple t-shirt and jeans, but you looked absolutely stunning. He couldn't tear his gaze away from you, completely blown away by how effortlessly beautiful you looked.

"Hey, you made it," you said, stepping out to greet him.

“I’m so fuckin’ sorry I’m late, I just –,”

You reached up and planted a soft kiss on his lips cutting him off, and he felt the tension ease from his body. Your touch was like magic, calming his nerves and reminding him why he was here in the first place.

"It's okay, don't worry about it," you said, giving him a reassuring smile. Why the fuck were you so understanding all the time? The guilt creeped in—the insecurity that he wasn’t always easy to love, that he carried baggage from a dysfunctional past.

He traced the curve of your jaw. “Why are you so patient with me?” he whispered. “I don’t deserve it.”

You shifted to face him, your eyes soft. “Carmy! You literally had someone quit on you today and you still showed up. You didn’t have to be here today. Can you please stop being so hard on yourself?” you said, pulling him in for a hug.

Carmen felt a wave of relief wash over him as he held you close, feeling your warmth and hearing your comforting words. He knew you were right, but he still felt bad.

“Of course, I had to be here,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead. “Thank you for bein’ you,”

“I know, I’m kind of awesome,” you smirked.

He straightened his posture and ran a hand through his hair, trying to appear confident in the face of this intimidating situation as a bead of sweat formed on his brow. His heart raced as he envisioned the impending introductions and the scrutinizing gaze of your parents. He swallowed hard, attempting to calm his nerves as he mentally rehearsed what he should say.

You gave his hand a reassuring squeeze, sensing his anxiety "Don't be nervous, they're going to love you."

"Thanks," he said, feeling grateful to feel your hand in his. "I think… I’m ready,"

xx

As he spent the evening with your parents, laughing and sharing stories, Carmen felt a sense of belonging that he had never experienced before. Your parents welcomed him with open arms, making him feel like he was a part of something special. He couldn't believe how lucky he was to have you in his life. It was a stark contrast to the chaos he was used to. His own upbringing had been marked by shouting matches, broken promises, and a sense of impermanence. But here, in this cozy living room, everything felt different.

Your parents were impressive, it was intimidating. They had immigrated to this country during their university years. Your father was a successful partner at a prestigious law firm, while your mother was a respected professor at the University of Chicago. As Carmen listened to their stories, he marveled at the normalcy. The way your parents teased each other, finishing each other’s sentences. The way they held hands, a silent affirmation of their bond. It was like watching a heartwarming movie—one he’d never imagined could exist beyond the screen.

Dinner was a feast—a spread of homemade dishes that tasted like love, and your parent's stories about growing up in a small village transported Carmen to another time. They asked about his life, his dreams, and listened intently, as if his words mattered.

And then there was you—the reason he was here. You sat across from him, your smile radiant. You’d shared stories about your family—their quirks, their imperfections. How your father at first was not on board with you trying to become a Sommelier after you dropped out of law school. But now, seeing them in action, he understood. Your parents weren’t perfect, and your father, in particular, had high standards and expectations. But they were real. They seemed to love fiercely, forgive freely, and had created a haven of stability for you and your siblings.

By the end of the night, they started calling him Carmy… and he couldn’t be happier. Tomorrow for the barbeque, he would meet your brothers, the twins who were known for being fiercely protective of you, since you were the youngest. He had already met your sister briefly at the wine shop, and that had gone well. She would be there tomorrow with her husband, whom he hadn’t met yet, along with your niece and nephew, who he knew you adored. It was shocking to him that families actually wanted to spend time together, that they could support and love each other without the constant undercurrent of tension and conflict he was used to. Is this what your future would be like once you two got married and had kids?

He realized how crazy he was for thinking that. But… you were it for him.

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Later, he laid in your childhood bed waiting for you, the room was bathed in a soft glow—the moon peeking through the curtains, casting shadows on the familiar posters that adorned the walls. You had excused yourself to the bathroom, leaving him alone as he absorbed the moment—the scent of lavender from the sheets, the creaky floorboards under his weight.

When you returned, wearing an oversized T-shirt with just your panties and your hair pulled back, he couldn’t help but smile. You climbed onto the bed, sitting cross-legged in front of him.

“You know,” you said, breaking the silence, “I’ve never had a boy sleep overnight in here before.”

He raised an eyebrow. “Never?”

You shook your head. “Nope,”

You leaned in closer, your hand sliding down his chest and onto his lap. He sucked in a sharp breath, his body reacting to your touch, feeling himself get hard immediately under his briefs. His heart was pounding as you pressed your body against his, the urgency of your movements making his head spin.

He leaned in to kiss you and shoved his tongue in your mouth and couldn’t help but savor the taste and smell of you– the minty freshness of your toothpaste mingled with the sweet, floral scent of the lavender lotion on your body, creating a deliciously intoxicating flavor and smell that he couldn’t get enough of.

When you moaned, the thought of your parents just down the hall flashed through his mind. "We shouldn't... not here," he managed to say between kisses, trying to push you off gently.

You pulled back, a hint of disappointment in your eyes. "Seriously?” you whispered, your breath warm against his skin. It’s not like you were teenagers, you were grown adults.

"I-I just don't want to be disrespectful in your father's house,” he stammered, feeling the weight of your gaze on him.

“It’s also my mother's house,” you said, arching your eyebrows.

He chuckled nervously and reached out to cup your cheek, his thumb brushing against your skin “You’re right, that was incredibly sexist of me to say. I just… you know what I mean… I think they like me, and I don’t wanna be caught fuckin’ their gorgeous daughter in their house,”

You paused as if considering his words. "Fine, you win this round Carmy," you pouted, with a small smile playing on your lips.

He pressed his forehead to yours, breathing in your warmth. “If you think for one second, I don’t wanna bury myself in your tight little pussy…”

You laughed and felt your cheeks heat up, “Good to know," you winked at him. "Okay, time for bed,”

You both settled into bed together, you snuggled close to Carmen as he turned off the bedside lamp. After a few moments of comfortable silence, you both drifted off to sleep, wrapped in each other's arms. The soft rhythm of your breathing filled the room as you sunk into dreamland.

But at 3 a.m., Carmen woke you up with a gentle shake. You groggily opened your eyes to see him hovering over you, with a bashful look in his eyes.

You blinked in confusion, still half-asleep. "Carmy?”

“I can’t stop thinkin’ bout’ you,” he whispered, and you felt the heat rise between your legs at his words. His hand wandered lower, tracing patterns on your thigh, sending shivers down your spine. Suddenly, you felt his lips on your neck, trailing kisses down to your collarbone, igniting a fire within you.

You gasped as he moved down lower, his fingers teasing you through your panties. "Carmy, what are you doing?" you whispered, trying to suppress a moan as his lips grazed your skin.

He looked up at you, his eyes dark with desire. "I can't help it, I need you right now,” he murmured, his voice husky with need.

He had found himself unable to fall asleep, his mind was consumed with desire for you, a burning need that had been building for days. You both had been so busy with work and life that you hadn't had a chance to be intimate in a few days. But the real reason he couldn’t sleep was because of the comment you had made about never having had a past boyfriend fuck you in this room. He couldn’t help but feel a twinge of jealousy whenever he reflected on your past relationships. You had experienced deep, long-lasting connections with some of your exes, something he had never truly known. He sometimes wondered what it must have been like for you, to share such intimacy and build a life with someone over the years. His own romantic history was just a quick series of brief flings in Europe and New York, with only one serious relationship with Claire that barely lasted three months.

You chuckled softly, teasing him about his earlier hesitation. “Well, what about my parents? Aren’t you worried about ‘disrespecting’ them?" you taunted.

His lips curved into a mischievous smile. "Baby, if it means I get to taste you, I'll happily go to hell and back.” The thought of being the only man to have you in this sacred space of yours made him feel a primal urge like never before. The idea of taking you in here turned him on in a way he had never experienced. He knew it was slightly possessive, but he didn’t care.

You couldn't help but chuckle at his boldness. But the way he looked at you, with hunger and need in his eyes, ignited a fire inside you.

He leaned in, pressing your lips to his in a heated kiss. And he moved lower, trailing kisses down your neck and stomach, you could feel the anticipation building. You gasped as he slid your panties down, his fingers teasing you, sending waves of pleasure through you. "Carmen, please," you moaned, unable to contain the desire building within you, and not caring if you sounded pathetic.

He hated when people didn't use his nickname, but ironically, he loved it when you called him Carmen during sex, and it made him fucking crazy. He would replay the way you said his name breathlessly all the time, hell it distracted him at work all the time just thinking about you saying his name. But it was nothing in comparison to hearing it in the bedroom like right now when you were horny and desperate for him.

He smirked as he positioned himself between your legs, his eyes locked with yours. "Tell me what you want, baby," he said his voice low and sultry.

"I want your mouth on me," you breathed, your body arching towards him, craving his touch.

And with that, he buried his face between your legs, his tongue exploring every inch of you, driving you wild with pleasure. You covered your mouth with your hand and writhed beneath him, grasping at the sheets with your other hand as he brought you to the brink of ecstasy. The truth was you had never had a man go down on you like this, Carmen always seemed to be desperate for this… for you. He always groaned against you, as if he was the luckiest guy in the world to be between your thighs as he would hungrily lap at your cunt like a man starved. It didn’t matter how many times he did this, it never failed to surprise you at how good he was at this.

Tonight (or shall you say this morning) he brought you to the edge, over and over again, expertly teasing and tantalizing you until you were begging for release. And finally, with one final, intense flick of his tongue, you shattered, crying out his name into your pillow as wave after wave of pleasure washed over you. He loved watching you fall apart for him; it made him feel like a man. As you came down from your high, he crawled up your body, his lips brushing against yours in a soft, intimate kiss and you could taste yourself on his lips and tongue.

"Fuck, love when you say my name like that," he whispered, and then reached between the two of you and stroked himself before placing his cock at your entrance.

As he positioned himself above you, his eyes dark with desire, he leaned in close to your ear, his voice a low, throaty whisper. "You're gonna have to be quiet, baby, or I'm gonna have to stop,” he said, his hand covering your mouth to muffle any potential sounds of pleasure that might escape.

You nodded, biting your lip to stifle any noises as he slowly pushed himself inside you, filling you completely. His eyes met yours and he was met with a sight that took his breath away and couldn't help but think how fucking lucky he was.

You looked so beautiful… and you made him feel so good, so alive, and so utterly consumed.

xx

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— main story ;

Chapter One: Old Friends, New Beginnings

You and Sydney have been best friends for years, now you get to watch her start her new adventure at The Beef with a chef she's long revered, Carmen Berzatto. Everything is fine — until you find yourself falling for the mysterious, closed off man. But Syd is your best friend first — hoes before bros, right?

Chapter Two: Fast Times & Fast Nights*

Now that you've met Carmy, he just will not leave your mind. You find yourself enthralled in the hustle and bustle at The Beef, even all the chaos doesn't squeeze him out of there.

Chapter Three: Dirty Little Secret*

Now that something finally happened between you and Carmy, one thing is undeniably clear; Sydney cannot find out. But things only prove to be even more difficult now that it finally happened, his presence in your mind is more permanent than ever. You never were too good at keeping secrets.

Chapter Four: I Just Wanna Know You Better*

You find yourself once again volunteering at The Beef while Carmy and Richie cater a party for Cicero, you make more connections with The Beef staff, but you miss him. Sydney is suspicious that something is up with you, big time, it's becoming increasingly difficult to hide things from her. What the hell have you gotten yourself into?

Chapter Five: Come Undone*

A party with a night of fun, a thoughtful gift — some missed texts. Tears, cookies, and nightmares. It's all been leading up to this. It's all about to come undone. + BONUS PLAYLIST ; Sydney's Birthday In The Club

Chaper Six: All Because I Liked A Boy🩸

Now that you've lost your best friend, what else is there to lose? Turns out there's more you could lose— a lot more. All because you liked Carmy. Is there any coming back from this?

Chapter Seven: All I Ask

It's time for Sydney to look for a new job, and your fight with Carmy is still plaguing your mind. Then, miraculously, you both end up right back where you started— The Beef, face to face with the one and only, the chef your best friend long revered, Carmen fucking Berzatto. How will things resolve? Will they even resolve?

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— the blurbs between ;

Childhood At The Beef

You and Syd take a lil trip to The Beef for lunch with her dad! (Around middle school/pre-teen age)

Morning After & Morning Wood

from august sleepover → 9. for one muse to wake up with morning wood + 13. for one muse to distract the other from getting ready by kissing/groping them + “  i made breakfast.  ” — from ; morning after prompts

Father Daughter Time

Sydney spends some time with her dad following your fight.