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sydcarmy fanart version of “the meeting on the turret stairs” except its the entrance to the walk-in

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you know that little scar Carmy has on his cheek? Well, Sydney loves to kiss it.

Especially when they are laying in bed after a hectic day of work, they are trying to sleep but Carmy is having a hard time so Syd just lays in his arms and kisses his cheek and caresses his arm, and he kisses her forehead right before he is lured to sleep by her gentle touches and-

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in desperate need of carmy berzatto to speak slowly and softly to me

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the bear season 3 kinda trailer??

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Claire and Carmy's future....

Season 3 Potential Spoilers in 3, 2, 1

Someone caught them filming a scene with Carmy, Claire, and Richie.

I hear Carmy saying "I didn't fucking do it! You know I wouldn't! I'm sorry!" and Claire says "Yeah you did! You lied about it! What are you doing?"

What could our resident Chill-Cool-Girl-That's-A-Friend be so heated up about that she would yell at Carmy like that accusing him of lying?? 🤔

She knew something was off the moment she walked into that building and saw Sydney. I am so ready for her to figure out all his emotional cheating and put the clues together. Carmy must suffer.

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ANOTHER ONE! Bear S3 Spoiler

It’s official, Claire is back! In the video, Claire and Carmy are shouting…Carmy is heard screaming “I’m sorry.”

As Claire is heard shouting, does this mean we will see a big character development? Will Carmy be able to be honest with her? Are they getting back together? Why are they shouting? Why is Richie’s messy ass there? Does Claire confront Carmy about his feelings for Sydney? I have so many questions and I can’t wait for s3.

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People get so hateful over Syd and Carmy and it's because they don't want to see a Black woman being loved or desired romantically even if it's fictional. I read this whole thing about a woman emailing a Black romance author and saying something to the effect of "Wow, you fall in love just like we do!" Huh? She kind of outed herself, I guess she picked up the book because she thought it would be jungle fever porn or whatever the fuck—This type of voyeurism is VERY common, I could write essays. Also, the hate towards the Romeo and Juliet casting.

I learned that when people look at Black women and girls, they see sexual objects and it's a direct byproduct of the sex trafficking that occurred during slavery. I don't like phrasing this as "hypersexualization," because i think it's on a different level. There's this wild mythology that Black people's bodies, especially females, are only valuable for labor and sex and anything outside of that is unacceptable and wrong.

Even if Syd and Carmy do get together, people will just hurl stereotypes of her fucking her boss to get ahead or being a gold digger when the first season and second season showed that she is Carmy's peer.

Women can't see themselves in Sydney because she's a dark skinned Black girl. Even though Sydney is kind, smart, drop dead gorgeous, hardworking and talented, people don't think of Black women having those qualities. They project fake and conniving, ugly, dumb, lazy and grifting on Black women.

They direct their hate at the ship because they don't think Carmy is capable of being attracted to Sydney or falling in love with her because Sydney is a not a one dimensional Black woman and Carmy is a white man. Black women being loved by white men is not just condemned in fictional spaces, but in real life, even in 2024.

You could be someone's match in every way like Sydney and Carmy, but if you're a Black woman, you're hated, ostracized and people try to break you up just because your partner's skin color is different and especially because you're not a walking stereotype, reinforcing their racial superiority.

They hate being reminded that you're human and that people can see the human in you.

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I don't know, I think, um, maybe if I can provide more amusement and joy for myself, it would be easier to provide for others.

This is why he takes not being there- "failing" Sydney, to heart.

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The Bear S3 First Official Look - 🖐🏽🙂‍↕️

We are so back.

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If SydCarmy isn't endgame, it will be the greatest gaslighting of all time by television writers.

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Sydney is on the last train home

This clips little mention of a choo choo train reminded me of something.

At the end of Ceres after Carmy turned down Sydney's risotto dish, Last Train home is playing.

Sydney is what Carmy believes to be the fallen angel, she fell into The Beef to save it. But really she's just there because she fell behind on life. She feels out of luck and out of time. Her wishbone tattoo symbolizing her desire for good luck and her mother's car symbolizing her short time on earth.

If Carmy doesn't want to love her or listen to her and help her get to where she feels she needs to get (the stars, accolades etc) then he needs to let her go because she feels out of time to achieve her goals. Season 3 it's all on the line for her because she feels like she is giving it her all and it's finally being seen by her dad, and she can't let Carmy be the one to mess it up for her.

She put her heart where it didn't belong by giving the dish to the food critic because she believed in it and loved it. And then things went wrong. Carmy also put his heart where it didn't belong and messed things up for himself by getting locked in the fridge. Sydney overheard him saying he's not even sure he's meant for this and he might not want to keep going, which made Sydney throw up. Sydney wants to know if he's actually going to quit on her or if he's hopping on The Bear Express. Season 3 is the last train for The Bear, they either make or they don't and it ends for Sydney, and everyone else.

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If you guys were on here at 11 years old what would you be posting about

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richie being the first person that carmy talks to about wanting to be with sydney / be more than friends and richie is just messing with him

“you wanna have babies with her you want syd’s babies” laughing

and carm is like “shut up” smiling laughing pushing him

“you freak don’t tell me you haven’t thought that far ahead you have it all planned out”

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poached- sydcarmy

a/n: came across this idea by @the-real-bruce-banner and fell in love!!!

please don't read if you have emetophobia!!!!

summary: carmen said some terrible things, can he fix it?

pairing: sydney adamu x carmen berzatto

warnings: mad angst, carmen is so mean, heartbreak, feelings of disappointment, talks of vomiting, no happy ending :(

Carmen slammed the door of the office so hard, he was sure he’d broken it off the hinges. 

It had been a gruelling four weeks. Everyone could see it. Carmen had flown off the handle, again. 

He felt uncontrollable, his life unmanageable, and his restaurant? Broken. 

What was it this time? You may ask. Well, it all started with that damn poacher. 

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He looked so fucking smug. His nice suit, his expensive glasses, his gucci shoes- in the kitchen of all places. He was supposed to be looking around the kitchen, looking around for a new Chicago restaurant that was meant to be interesting, more of an experience than a meal. But he was paying too much attention to the staff. To Sydney. 

Carmen’s fists balled and the tension in his body rose. Why was she talking to him? She had no reason to. Then again, she had no reason not to. Who was he to stop her? They were meant to be business partners. She could talk to whoever she wanted, he wasn’t her father, nor was he anyone who should dictate her life. 

So why was she talking to that guy? 

“He’s a poacher,” Ritchie puffed out a large cloud of cigarette smoke. “I’ve seen what those guys do. They just sweep in and take your people, just like that.”

Carmen’s blood boiled.

“People like working here, we’re a family. He’s not getting our people.” Fak reassured the both of them. “Don’t worry about it.”

“I’d be worried,” One of the new wait staff, Lindsey chuckled as she stamped out her cigarette. “I heard they were offering Chef Sydney her own restaurant.” 

She walked inside as Cramen’s eyes glazed over and his ears started ringing. 

Sydney. Sydney leaving him. Sydney, his Sydney, leaving him. She would go off, she’d be amazing- better than him. She’d made the menu she wanted, not the one he did. She’d call the shots, she could do it too. She did it on opening night. She was more than capable. She was the perfect person for the job. 

Fuck. 

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It was late. 1:07 am to be exact. Carmen thought he was the only person left in the building, too busy reading over bills and bank statements, while simultaneously thinking about how he could even try to run the Bear without Sydney. She pushed him to be better, to do better. 

What would he do without getting to see her face in the morning?  

A knock sounded at the door and pulled him from his thoughts. He called ‘it’s open’ without thinking. And there she was. Standing in front of him with her jacket on, and his in hand. 

“Hey,” she smiled softly, he rolled his eyes. 

“Yeah?” He asked, a rude part of him emerging. Sydney was taken aback, why was he speaking to her like this?

“I was just wondering if you wanted to get out of here? I know this place that’s still open now, it’s pretty good-”

“If you want to leave, leave. I don’t need you. Just leave,” Carmen blurted out. Sydney stared at him. The tension in the room grew, Carmen eyes trained on hers, daring her to say something. 

“What?”

“I don’t fucking need you. I don’t fucking want you. Leave.”

He was livid but his voice was unusually calm. 

“Ok, fine,” she scoffed, throwing him his jacket. 

“Don’t come back here. I don’t want to fucking see you again,” he seethed and slammed the door behind her as she nodded, irritation and anger behind her eyes. 

How could she betray him like this? How the fuck did he trust her? 

He vowed to never trust anyone again that night. 

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Four weeks without Sydney. Four weeks of hell. 

The restaurant wasn’t the same, everyone blamed Carmen for leaving, everyone hated him. He hated himself. He was brought out to serve a dish, some bullshit influencer he didn’t care about, but he was willing to put on a brave face and smile for their pictures, when a certain poacher caught his eye. He stalked over, irritation and discomfort clouding his better judgement. 

What was he doing here when he’d already taken the best chef? 

“Good evening sir,” He smiled at Carmen, his ridiculous British accent pulling at a nerve in Carmen’s brain. “Can I help you with something?”

“What are you doing here?” He asked. Point blank, he wanted no bullshit. “You both got what you wanted.” 

“I’m here to enjoy my food, might as well try what I missed out on,” He scoffed. “You have some very loyal people, Berzatto. Even Chef Adamu didn’t take my offer of her own restaurant. It’s such a shame.”

Carmen’s world came crashing down. “What’re you talking about?” “Chef Adamu? She turned down the offer, she stayed, am I correct?” He asked. Carmen didn’t answer. He was too busy trying to get to his office bin in time, before he vomited. He’d fucked up. Sydney didn’t leave him, he’d kicked her out. He’d been so mean. He was fucking horrible to her, and she had wanted to stay. Even after getting kicked out, she didn’t take the offer. 

Fuck. 

Once Carmen stopped spewing his guts into the small office bin under his table, he got up and picked up his damn phone, dialling her number.

Voicemail. Straight to voicemail. 

“H-hey Syd. Look, I-I kn-know I fucked up. I was so s-shitty to you, a-and I deserve to be fucking… I-I don’t even know. I was so fucking arrogant, and fucking rude and just f-fucking m-mean to you. I- I didn’t know what to do. I thought that you were l-leaving me and I-I just went into fucking a-autopilot, I was a total ass and I’m trying to say I’m sorry.” He went quiet for a full minute, his brian finally slowing down. “I’m sorry.” 

“This user has blocked you.” Read in the chat between the two of them. 

His voicemail wouldn’t send. 

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And that brings us to now, slamming the door so hard it probably broke. 

He’d really fucked up. 

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When are we getting a trailer for season 3??

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I don’t know how Sydney gets any work done when he sets his blue eyes on her.

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Respectfully, if my boyfriend has to think about his lady-coworker to calm down from a panic attack because thinking about me made it worse I would simply kill myself!!!