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Happy birthday @lunaintheskyforever! Hope you have a great day today! 🥳❤️🎉

#just had to make a little something involving Carmy in honour of your birthday 😄#carmen berzatto #carmy berzatto #david fields #chefzatto #what shipname do people use?#the bear

« Food is good for the nerves and the spirit. Courage comes from the belly – all else is desperation.

#chefzatto #carmy berzatto #the bear season 3 #david fields #jeremy allen white

"You can barely reach over this fucking table, right?"

#chefzatto #carmy x chef #carmy x nyc chef #david fields #NYC chef #new york chef #inspired by the cropped pic unladyboss used in one of their posts

This scene in The Bear hit like, so many kinks of mine 👀👌💯🔥

#there are some delicious fics of them on AO3 jsyk #thinking about that last image made me smile on my way to work this morning because it's so horrible it loops around to hilarious 😂#my kind of dark humour #anyway this scene was hot as hell #the bear #carmy x nyc chef #carmy x chef #new york chef x carmen #new york chef #nyc chef #carmen berzatto #chefzatto

NYC Chef x Carmy

Hear me out here, what if Chef is a total power bottom and a bit of a pillow prince?

He lies back on Charlotte Thomas Bespoke sheets and doesn't do anything except criticize Carmen's stroke game—because it's weak at best—and his pathetic excuse for a penis. (It might not be below average, but he'll make damn sure that Carmen knows it's not up to par.)

They're doing this face to face because he relishes the sight of a frowning, sweaty and wet-eyed Carmen desperately trying to keep up the pace while simultaneously doing his absolute best not to come yet.

He purposely does not touch himself, and warns Carmen not to touch him either when the other makes a clumsy attempt. It's way too soon for that, he tells him in a condescending tone, like he's talking to someone with shit for brains.

Eventually Carmen can't help but finish before him, his breathless gasps sounding absolutely horrified at what's occurring. Like disappointing him is his worst nightmare. It probably is. It should be.

And that's his cue. Stroking himself at an even pace, he berates Carmen with half-lidded eyes and a steady voice, calling him an embarrassment and a fuck-up, an absolutely useless piece of shit who should never fuck anyone ever again, he should fucking castrate him himself, the world would be better for it.

His climax hits him right as the first tear escapes Carmen's eyes, making its way down that ridiculous nose of his.

By the time Carmen is sniffling his way to the en suite bathroom to properly dispose of the condom and compose himself (it'll almost be too easy to mock him for his blubbering once he returns), he's already picked a time and date for their next rendezvous.

Something he won't inform Carmen of until the very last minute, to mess with him, but also because it's clear to him that the kid doesn't have anything better to do than to wait around for someone, anyone, to notice he exists.