#carmen | threads

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closed starter for @darkxtdesirxs​ ft. carmen

this is ridiculous, it’s the third time she’s had to cancel a date for what she was told was an emergency. just like the last two times it was no where near as serious as it was made to seem, and carmen is not pleased as she storms through the building looking for where she’s placed her things. maybe if she’s quick she can still make something happen with the man she’s been trying to get to know better as of late. looking up at the sound of someone entering the room, the woman huffs in irritation. it’s liam, the man she’s been trying to put out of her mind. “i know it may come to a surprise to some of you, but i do have a fucking life outside of running over here every time one of you so much as stubs their toe.” she snaps before she can stop herself, her patience hanging on by a thin thread. carmen won’t bring up her suspicions that liam has been doing this on purpose. the first time had to have been a coincidence, the second time she had her suspicions, and this time she knew that he knew she had plans to go out on a date. carmen specifically remembers letting that information slip while she performed a quick suture on of the other gang members. whatever his reasons for interrupting her life the way he’s been doing, carmen is beginning to get fed up with it. 

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starter for @troublesomemix​ ft. carmen

she knows it isn’t the expected location for a date with a doctor, but that’s part of the fun for carmen. “you look a little surprised.” the woman says as she smiles at the man when she finally comes to a stop in front of him. honestly the look on his face is the exact reason why she didn’t bother to tell him exactly where they were to meet. “so first fun fact about me, my dad was an army ranger and used to take me out shooting.” carmen explains, a nervous smile on her lips. she’s had guys turn around go the other way at this point. something about dating an army brat being off-putting to the fragile male ego. she’s sincerely hoping caleb isn’t one of those men. 

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@warbraved​ said: “ i don’t need to be saved. ” edgy frank @ carmen cause lmao

She was rolling her eyes at the man before she could stop herself, of course he would decide on the stubborn route. Carmen was hardly surprised by that and could only heave a sigh as she fixed Frank with a hard look. “Well that’s too damn bad, because I’m stubborn and I don’t exactly like people dying on me.” Carmen’s voice was firm, and left no room for argument though she wouldn’t be surprised if he did continue with his stubborn insistence that he was fine when he clearly wasn’t.

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starter for @starbled​ ft. carmen 

It hadn’t been her intention to wake Frank up in this particular way, though it certainly wasn’t the first time she’d done it. Coming out of the bathroom after having brushed her teeth her eyes spotted something hidden under the covers, and all her plans seemed to go right out the window as the woman carefully climbed back into the bed. There was simply something about him laying there, in their bed, with an obviously hard cock that had given the woman more than a few ideas of how to stir Frank from his slumber. Slowly drawing the covers away, Carmen smirked, licking her lips at the sight of him sleeping cock out and more than available. The temptation to take him into her mouth was simply too much to resist and slowly Carmen leaned into to let her lips wrap around the man’s length, sucking him into her mouth as she kept her eyes on his features to watch for any inevitable reactions. 

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starter for @forbiddcndcsirc ft. carmen & achara

Achara had been nervously awaiting her test results, though part of her had a feeling that she hadn’t scored as a dominant. The thought of being designated a submissive and up for use by anyone with the status of dominant had her stomach flipping with more nerves. Her own mother was a submissive, and now that her eighteenth birthday had passed they had taken her to the facility where she’d inducted into her new life, whatever that maybe. 

“Achara Haller.” A tall, and very attractive woman said as she entered the holding room. “Come with me please.” Achara stood, reluctantly following after the woman whose white coat indicated that her name was Carmen. Achara had also noticed the way the woman was dressed, the collar around her neck, and the blue bracelet that indicated her status as a submissive. The girl wanted to question the woman on that, but more importantly she wanted to know what her results her. 

Entering the room Carmen’s eyes immediately went to the man standing off to the side. A smile played on her lips, but it was gone by the time she turned to face the girl she’d just escorted into the room. “As you’ve probably guessed you tested as a submissive, consider this the start of your training.” Gently she began to undress the girl, very aware of Sam’s eyes on the pair of them as she did. Once done with that task Carmen guided the girl to the center of the room where she helped her up into the swinging contraption that Achara would be strapped into until she was released. “You’re already doing great.” She whispered, stroking a hand against the girl’s face gently, glad that Achara hadn’t put up a fight like some girl’s would. That was likely due to Achara being in a state of mild shock that she didn’t quite register what was happening until felt that gentle caress against the side of her cheek. 

After a moment Carmen turned her attention to Sam and made her way over to him, coming to a stop a bit closer than she likely needed to in order to hand him the girl’s indicator bracelet. “She’s ready for you sir, did you need anything before I got the queue ready?” 

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starter for @starbled​ ft. carmen

The night had taken an unexpected turn, the doctor nearly getting snatched off the street by a group of criminals that wanted her to save their boss. She had been able to fend off one of them, self defense training helping her render the man unconscious before the other four were closing in on her. One second she was sure that she’d be taken to god knows where and the next a man was jumping into the fray, and dispatching the men in brutal fashion. For a moment Carmen didn’t know how to react, though soon enough she was calling out a warning when a gun appeared and seconds later bullets began to fly. One managed to hit her savior, a ricochet off a dumpster that she could only assume hit the man when she heard him give a pained grunt. It didn’t stop him from putting the last would be kidnapper down, leaving just her and this stranger standing alone in a poorly lit alleyway. It took some convincing, and simple stubborn refusal to let the man leave without some form of care. He wouldn’t go to a hospital, so Carmen would do the next best thing and bring him to her place that was not too far away from where they were. It was a risk, she knew as much, but there was something that told her she should trust the man more than fear him. 

“So I guess it’s our lucky night. You saved me from getting dragged off to who knows where, and I just happen to be a doctor. What are the odds?” Carmen spoke with an awkward laugh trailing her words, finally secured away in her home as she laid out a first aid kit on the bathroom counter. It was obvious that she was still shaken up, but using this as a means to distract herself from that fact. “We should probably start with the bullet, you got hit right?”