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Jill if the residents (and nemesis) weren't evil

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via @SandwichesJill
#re3 remake#carlos oliveira#jill valentine#resident evil 3#resident evil 3 remake#re3make#carlos oliveira re3#re3 jill#re3 carlos#resident evil
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I've been craving obsessed with Carlos lately (more than with Leon rn) and brainstormed some hcs because why not? We're now in a Carlos-less world, and I need him back urgently 😫 anyway, hope you all enjoy it!
Oh, also, thank you all SO MUCH for all the love on my first post here!!! So glad that it got to be a Sanji request 🤍
SFW & NSFW 😋 proofread? kinda of. First time writing hcs, I'm open to ideas/suggestions.
SFW:
Gardener: After all the chaos in Raccoon City, he'd totally get into gardening. Not fancy stuff, just happy plants or flowers wherever he lives. He probably talks to them, mostly sharing stories about his previous work life and how shit went down. He firmly believes his plants grow because they feel sorry for what he went through. (He’s so funny)
Secret-not-so-secret animal lover: He acts tough, but he's the guy who'd bring home every stray cat or dog. He'd grumble about them, then let them cuddle on his bed and share his food. Fostering animals? A dream turned into a nightmare every time he had to hand over the animals to their new owners. “I know it’s for a good cause, but I will miss them,” he always says.
Mr. Fix-It: He's not just good with guns. He can fix almost anything! Leaky faucets, broken radios, even ripped clothes. He probably learned it all from surviving in the field. If you say, “Oh, I need to fix this thing,” the next thing you know, he’s already doing it. Handy Manny who?
Bad joke king: He just LOVES telling cheesy jokes or wild stories from his past. He exaggerates a lot, but always makes you laugh, even if you roll your eyes. Can you blame him, tho? This is literally how he flirted with you, and now guess who’s sharing his bed? Yeah!
Always prepared (no, like, literally): Going on a simple walk? He's got snacks, a mini first-aid kit, and probably a tiny flashlight. You never know, right? He's just always ready. He says that he learned that you could never be overprepared. You showed him videos on TikTok of people packing their water bottles, thinking he would laugh with you, but on the next day, he’s got you two water bottle bags for the 10 min walks.
The "Carlos-less World" vibe is always there: You know how some people just make everything better? That's Carlos. Life just feels a little safer, a little funnier, and a lot more right when he's around. A world without him? Unthinkable. No, thank you!
NSFW:
Dirty talker & tease king: Carlos loves to whisper exactly what he wants to do to you, or what he imagines doing, while his fingers just barely graze the sensitive skin of your inner thigh or the curve of your ass. He lives for your shivers and gasps, then laughs, “Are you going to be good for me tonight and cum for me?” before making you wait.
Greedy: He's not subtle about his craving for you. In bed, he takes what he wants and makes sure you give it freely. He'll pull you deeper, grip your hips, and demand every gasp and moan you have, making sure you're begging before he lets up. He enjoys your submission as much as you enjoy his control. You are almost begging for his cock to be inside of you every time.
Mouth that craves: His mouth is a weapon of pure pleasure. He'd dive straight in, hot and open, finding all your wettest, most desperate places. He loves to make you writhe, using his tongue and teeth to push you over the edge, proving he knows exactly how to make you come apart. You’re his slut, and you are going to give him exactly what he wants. He’s always pushing your legs even more apart so he can better position himself between you.
Hands-on ownership: His hands are never still. They'll roam everywhere, finding every soft curve and hard line. He'll grab your ass, spread your legs, and pull you tight against him, making sure you feel every inch of his cock. He needs to feel you, taste you, consume you, marking you as his. His hands are never still, even when fucking you so deep you can barely make a sound. It just gives you both more pleasure. He’s always playing with your body with his hands.
Your pleasure slave: This man is INSANE. He's a willing, eager sub when you want him to be. Tell him to kneel, tell him to beg, tell him to wait. This man thrives on your command. He wants to prove how good a boy he can be, finding intense pleasure in pleasing you exactly how you demand, his eyes burning with devotion even as he's on his knees for you. Honestly, him being on his knees just makes his work easier to do since he can simply position himself right in front of your core and make you see stars.
He loves watching: Carlos loves nothing more than being in control of the show. He'll pin you with his intense gaze with a knowing smile spreading across his lips, then murmur, low and rough, "I'm gonna watch, you're gonna play." He lives for the way your breath catches, for the flush that rises on your skin as you obey. His eyes, dark with pure lust, devour every move you make, every shiver, every moan, pushing you to scream for him, making sure you feel every delicious inch of his demanding attention. He wants to witness every single moment you come undone, knowing he's the reason it’s happening. If you start slowing down the pace or can’t hold it anymore, he puts his hand on top of yours and helps you keep moving. “I didn’t say you could stop, did I?"
#carlos oliveira x reader#carlos oliveira#carlos oliveira headcanon#carlos oliveira smut#resident evil#resident evil x reader#resident evil x you#carlos oliveira x you#fanfic#headcanon#re3 remake#resident evil 3
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This is late but congratulations mylove! This is the first of many ❤️
105 Followers
Holy shit wow, that's so awesome! thank you guys. it's nice to see my work still getting some love even while I'm inactive, I hope to return soon.
love y'all
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I've been playing re3 as of literally three hours ago, and I've gotten so excited and taken so many pictures
mainly of Carlos' voice lines. The little nerd in me also got very excited when I saw an umbrella billboard
#im still learning the lore and its making me so happy#harpy speaks#resident evil#re3r#carlos oliveira re3#jill valentine
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Hello Friend! My fav Chris writer! I miss you hope your doing well :3
HIIIII MYLOVEEEE 🫶
I miss you more and I hope you're doing even better
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Used to be obsessed with Piers Nivans and for good reason, he’s such an amazing character! Though I wish he wasn’t used for someone’s character development…
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Uk heat is not for the weak
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୨୧﹕fem!reader, leon is finally home! c:
the door slammed shut like a gunshot, and then—boots. heavy. fast. familiar. you barely had time to turn before leon was on you.
not the polished agent they saw on the outside. no mission smile. no bureaucratic clean-cut charm. just him—blood-slick knuckles, sweat-drenched shirt clinging to his body, hair a wild mess like he ran through hell and forgot to come out the other side. his blue eyes locked on you, burning with a hunger that had nothing to do with food.
“jesus, leon—” you started.
he didn’t let you finish.
he grabbed you, hard, mouth crashing into yours, tongue already forcing its way in like he hadn’t tasted you in years—and fuck, he hadn’t. his body was vibrating with tension, his hands clawing at your clothes like they were the only thing between him and salvation. maybe they were.
"missed you," he growled into your mouth, voice hoarse, animal, not the usual quiet drawl. "missed this fucking pussy more than anything."
he ripped your shirt, buttons scattering like shrapnel, mouth instantly diving to your tits—sucking, biting, like he was starving, desperate. his hands palmed your ass, lifting you, carrying you like nothing, like you weighed less than a whisper, throwing you down on the bed you used to share before raccoon city, before tall oaks, before it all went to hell.
then he tore your panties off. literally tore.
you weren’t even wet yet—but your body didn’t need foreplay. his fucking presence was foreplay. your clit throbbed under the heat of that stare, that posture—spine curved like a predator, breath ragged, chest heaving as he stripped off his shirt and holster, still caked in the dirt and sweat of war.
and then you saw it.
his cock. thick. red. angry. slapping up against his abs. veins throbbing like it was about to burst from the sheer pressure of how long he’d held back.
“i’ve been thinking about this every fucking day,” he muttered, crawling over you. “every fucking night. couldn’t jerk off, couldn’t even touch myself. i wanted to save it for you. wanted to give you everything.”
and then he did.
no prep. no hesitation. just need.
he shoved his cock into your pussy so hard you screamed. not in pain. in release. your body stretching to take him, walls clenching around the thick intrusion, thighs flying open to accommodate his insane pace. he didn’t start slow. he started like a beast.
"fuck—le—" you gasped, trying to breathe.
he just snarled, "shut up. take it."
and you did. you fucking took it.
every brutal thrust slammed into your cervix, pushed the air out of your lungs, made your toes curl and your nipples stiffen. his hands gripped your thighs, pinning them open, pushing your knees to your shoulders until you were folded like a toy, his cock slamming into the deepest parts of you, the squelch of your wet pussy filling the room louder than your moans.
"fucking tight," he growled. "like this pussy knew it was mine and it just waited. you waitin’ for me, baby? huh?"
you nodded, but he wasn’t having that.
“say it. say it while i’m fucking ruining this pretty little hole.”
“i—i waited for you,” you sobbed, your body rocking up the bed from the sheer force of his pounding.
his grin was feral. “good girl.”
he grabbed your jaw, made you look at him while he fucked you. eye contact, deep and unblinking, watching your face twist with every stroke, watching the tears gather at the corners of your eyes and fall.
then he spat on your face.
just a thick string of it, right onto your cheek, thumb smearing it over your skin like a brand.
“you’re mine. you fucking hear me?”
you nodded. again.
he pulled out suddenly, flipping you like a rag doll onto your stomach, dragging your hips back so your ass was high in the air. you whimpered, cunt dripping, twitching with need. he lined up again and this time—
slam.
you cried out as he buried himself deep in one brutal stroke, his balls slapping your clit with every thrust. you could hear the slick smack smack smack of his cock destroying you from behind, could feel the bed frame creaking under the pressure, like the damn thing might break under his rage-fueled fucking.
his hands grabbed your hair, yanked your head back.
“i dreamed about this,” he hissed into your ear. “dreamed about your ass bouncing on my cock. you think i forgot what this pussy felt like? you think i forgot how you moan when i do this—”
he angled deeper, cock pushing up against that tender spot that made your legs go numb.
you screamed.
and he laughed.
“yeah. that’s what i fucking thought.”
then he spanked you—hard. once. twice. over and over, watching the red handprints bloom across your ass like flowers of pain and pleasure.
you clenched.
he felt it.
“ohhh, you liked that, huh?” his voice was pure grit now, barely human. "fuck—clenching around me like a fucking vice. like your cunt’s trying to milk my dick already. you gonna cum, baby?"
"yes," you sobbed, drooling into the sheets, body a helpless, overstimulated wreck. “i’m gonna cum—leon—please—”
“then fucking cum.”
and you did.
you screamed his name like it was the only word you knew. your pussy pulsed around him like it was trying to pull the soul from his cock, spasming violently, squirting just a little, enough to soak the sheets.
but he wasn’t done.
not even close.
he kept fucking you through it, chasing his own end like a man possessed.
“i’m gonna fill this pussy. you hear me? i’m gonna fill it till it’s dripping out of you for fucking days.”
you whimpered something—didn’t even know what—but he didn’t care. he gripped your hips, dug his fingers in, and with one final thrust, he shoved so deep you felt it in your guts.
then he came.
hot. violent. endless. you felt it flood you, thick ropes of cum painting your walls, dripping out of you almost instantly from how full you were. he stayed buried, grinding his cock inside like he could push it deeper, like he could plant something in you and make it stick.
his forehead dropped to your back. he was panting like he ran a marathon.
“fuck,” he breathed. “you’re mine. mine.”
and you knew he wasn’t done.
#leon kennedy smut#leon kennedy#resident evil smut#resident evil games#leon kennedy x reader#leon kennedy x you#resident evil x reader#resident evil x you#resident evil#re#re x reader#re smut#leon re
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Piers Nivans: Lethal and irresistible 🐶💕
#Nivanfield #PiersNivans #ChrisRedfield #ResidentEvil

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I'm okay how are you
forgot I'm logged in on my alt on my phone so everytime I open it and I see notifs I get excited that omg my acc is back but no. anyway I am still getting notifs here not the usual amount but pretty decent and that's also giving me false hope. truly a limbo
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Mylove yippie your almost back
forgot I'm logged in on my alt on my phone so everytime I open it and I see notifs I get excited that omg my acc is back but no. anyway I am still getting notifs here not the usual amount but pretty decent and that's also giving me false hope. truly a limbo
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Carlos sketch☆
#carlos oliveira re3#carlos oliveira#re3 carlos#re fanart#sketch#fypage#re9 requiem#resident evil#resident evil 3 remake
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Can't lie I have a fat crush on Carlos Oliveira
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Hold on I didn't even know where was a novel
WHERE CAN I FIND THAT OMG???
Me, after reading that in the Resident Evil Vendetta novel there is a whole scene with Leon and Chris where they talk about their emotions and how the events of Re6 affected them, realizing how similar they are. Chris talking about how Leon used to be funny, and Leon saying that nobody liked that, or at least not him. Chris saying that after China, he thought about quitting and Leon is surprised by that. Leon saying how others saw him differently after shooting the president. And that whole beautiful scene was REMOVED FROM THE DAMN MOVIE.
WHEN I CATCH YOU CAPCOM

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