#carlos olivera

[harpsinfinity]

OMDHD

we are currently in a Carlos fic DROUGHT. I need that man so badly. anywaysss I was wondering if I could request a fic about Carlos introducing his curvy, fem, gf to his mama and brothers. (... and maybe some nfsw things happen after Carlos gets the seal of approval from his mother to lock that down *cough* breeding *cough*) sorry if that's too much 😭😭😭

YES MY FIRST CARLOS REQUEST IVE BEEN WAITING FOR THIS ONE

To say his family welcomed you with opening arms was an understatement. The moment you stepped foot inside of their house it was practically like you were family too

His mother was such a lovely woman, you nearly suffocated with how tightly she hugged you. She was so happy her baby met such a wonderful person.

She practically cooked up a feast to welcome you into their home and family, somehow knowing your favourite dishes (Carlos told her) you were practically waddling around with how much food she insisted that you ate

The rest of the family couldn't have been more welcoming, Carlos' two brothers were respectful and kind to you, occasionally telling you embarrassing of Carlos' youth

Of course, his mother couldn't go without showing you baby and toddler pictures of him. It made you giggle while Carlos was starting at the floor in embarrassment, occasionally saying

"ma stop"

(she didn't)

He was over the moon when he indirectly got his mother's seal of approval, commenting on how beautiful your kids would look if you were to have any.

It set something off in his head, constantly imagining what it would be like if the two of you had kids.

How beautiful you'd look pregnant with his child, or holding his child on your hip while doing day to day tasks

He knew you'd make sure a great mother, and he'd be such a good father and husband to you. Tending to your every need after the baby would be born, taking care of them so you'd have time to heal and rest after giving birth

By the end of the week, he'd practically fucked you on every surface of the apartment

He had you for dessert on the dining table after dinner, stuffing his head between your plush thighs until you were sniffling and trembling with overstimulation

The shower wasn't safe either, Carlos as held you pressed against the tiled walls as he relentlessly rutted into you. Whispering praises and promises of how you'd look so good with his child in your belly and how you'd have to do absolutely nothing throughout your pregnancy.

"we're not stopping until it takes"

He pants in your ear, currently pounding you into the mattress of your shared bed. Your cries only spur him on more, hand marks sure to leave bruises with how tight his grip on them was.

"ohmy- fuck !"

Your nails sunk into his skin, leaving half moons on his biceps, the pain left him unaffected as he swooped down to plant open mouthed, wet kisses to the column of your neck

A squeal tore from your throat as his thumb cruelly pressed against your twitching, overworked clit, making you clench hard around him

"that's it, cream on this fucking cock"

He groaned in your ear, quickening the punches of his hips, hitting that sweet spot with impossibly good aim

"I'm gonna stuff you full, make you a ma"

A grin played on his lips when you tightened around him

"yeah? Y'like that? Wanna be stuffed full of me?"

Too incoherent at this point, all you could do was moan and frantically nod in response to his syrupy words

It drove you crazy

That night he'd stuffed you full of his come countless times, plugging your sore hole with his thick fingers so none could spill out.

A few days later it was no suprise when a pregnancy test came back positive

[incorrectaberfield]

favorite resident evil movie (poll results)

-> [3/6] resident evil: apocalypse (14.6%)

[thecherubangel]

❥𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨

《𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘚: 𝘉𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘉𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘯𝘨》

Carlos fucking you so good to the point your brain turns to mush and you feel like you have no control over your body. You just feel the pleasure coursing through your veins, back arching, brain numbing, white hot pleasure. It feels so good, you just have to-

“Oh shit!” Carlos groans as you bite his shoulder. His thrusts don’t falter but instead get faster.

“Bite me again sweetheart, do it again.” Carlos pleads between pants. You bite him again, this time harder. Carlos throws his head back as he cums inside you, the feeling of his cum flooding you triggers your own orgasm.

Maybe you should bite him more often.

[neptvnes-melody]

WHY IS THERE SUCH A DROUGHT ON CARLOS FICS???

[sanjismywhore]

Nothing To Be Ashamed Of

Insecure! Carlos Oliveira x Reader

Warnings: Nsfw/suggestive, gn reader, short fic

Carlos is insecure about his dad bod, but you provide reassurance.

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Laundry basket in hand, you quietly tip-toed around the house picking up dirty clothes along the way. As you entered your bedroom, you were about to bend down to pick up a couple of shirts. You paused your motions once you noticed Carlos standing in front of the full-length mirror, in the corner of the room.

He stood shirtless, turning to the side occasionally as if searching for markings on his skin. His hands roamed over himself absently, as he always did when he was in the process of shaving off a few pounds.

He glanced out at you through a reflection that distorted his face. “Hey,” he greeted in a low voice while continuing to inspect himself intently.

“What are you doing?” you asked after a few moments of him just staring and examining himself in silence. However, he gave you no response. He just continued to stand there.

His shoulders drooped a bit as he let out a soft sigh, almost like he was sulking. You couldn’t see his face in the reflection because of the way he was positioned, but you could tell something was off.

You stepped forward to set the laundry basket on the floor beside him. He didn't appear to hear you until you spoke again. “You alright?”

He slowly turned to face you with an expression of disappointment. “I’ve been putting on some weight.” He muttered with insecurity laced all over his voice, “Can you tell?” He asked anxiously, gesturing to his chest and stomach, indicating which part of him seemed larger, heavier.

But you didn’t see much of a difference. Sure, his muscles weren’t as defined as they used to be but they were still there. Only softer. Most of the weight he gained went to his chest and abdomen, so there were light stretch marks along his upper and lower body.

Still, it wasn't super obvious, and he looked good. He still had the physique you liked. Broad shoulders, a big chest, and an ass that was always worth checking out. A little tummy never hurt nobody.

“You look good, Carlos. Don’t fret over the small stuff.” You reassured, giving him a quick peck on the cheek.

“I just… want to look more like my old self.” He sighed, “I used to look strong, and it made me feel like I could do anything.” His eyes drifted from your face as his voice grew softer. “But now… I’m not as active as I used to be. I feel like some paunchy loser.” He made his point by grabbing a fold of skin and looking more depressed than ever.

You grabbed his hand, “I don’t think that.”

You emphasized firmly by squeezing his hand gently. “Carlos, it’s been years since Raccoon City. We’re getting older, you’re body won’t stay young and fit forever. If you wanna get back in shape, by all means, go for it. You can do anything if you put your mind to it.”

You lifted one of your hands to caress his cheek in your palm,” But no matter how much time has passed, I will always love you no matter how you look.”

You interlocked your fingers with his, “And I will always find beauty within you." You made a promise, "Even when the wrinkles start creeping in, even when you get scruffy and gray. There is beauty in you, I see it every day.” You assured with conviction.

His gaze fell from your face to the floor. His eyebrows furrowed together, his forehead creased slightly. Your heart ached for him as you stared into those sad brown eyes.

He didn’t say anything, but you knew he could hear the sincerity in your words. So you kissed him on the forehead instead of speaking, hoping that would convey what you wanted to say better than words. Your lips lingered against his forehead, brushing softly against his warm skin.

Pulling him closer, your lips drifted all over his skin. From his temple to his jawline, then the bridge of his nose. Your kisses trailed down to his neck.

Carlos went rigid. He didn’t respond at all. Not until you reached the bottom of his chin and brushed his beard with your thumb. Then, finally, his lips parted.

“Still think I’m sexy?” He broke his silence with a cheeky remark.

“Always.” You smiled before trailing your fingertips across his chin and up to his lips. “Dad bods are a total turn-on.” You added.

Carlos laughed as he wrapped his arms around your waist, pulling you into a strong kiss. You smiled against his lips as your fingers danced through his hair, tugging at it lightly. “God, we haven’t had sex in a while.” You muttered between kisses.

He groaned against your lips. “I know.” He began planting kisses down your jaw, “I haven’t been asking 'cause I thought you wouldn’t want me…” His teeth grazed your earlobe, leaving a trail of butterfly kisses behind.

Your breath hitched as you grabbed his shoulders, “Are you kidding? Carlos, I will always want you.” When he pulled away, you moved closer and attached your lips to his neck, nipping and sucking at his skin. You felt his body stiffen and shiver beneath your touch. “Just thinking about you makes me want you.”

You mumbled humorously against his neck as you continued to suck on the spot, eliciting a moan from him. He tightened his grip around your waist, “Yeah? You mean it?”

“Yes.” You pressed a kiss against the side of his face, “I want this to be about you. It’s all about you.” You punctuated each sentence with a small kiss. “You’re my whole world.”

Carlos pulled away, placing both hands on your cheeks and pressing his lips against yours for a slower, more sensual kiss. You moaned softly and wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers with his soft, curly locks.

He held you close and deepened the kiss. Eventually, you started grinding into him in a manner that made him whimper a bit. “Want me to take care of you?” You asked when you finally broke apart, stroking his cheek gently. He nodded.

You took him by the hand and lead him over to your bed. You crawled onto your knees as you situate Carlos under you. He laid back, letting you straddle his hips. You leaned down and gave him open-mouthed kisses along his jaw while your hands cupped his pecs.

With every touch, he bucked his hips upwards and pushed into you harder. He arched his back in pleasure as you continued to kiss his neck. “You're so sexy," you said as you trailed wet kisses down his torso. "I wanna fuck you all night long." You whispered.

His hands moved down your back to rest below your ass. He massaged the flesh underneath his hand as he pressed his body upward. You can feel his hardening cock he is as he ruts against your clothed mound.

You leaned over him, resting your forearms atop his chest to keep yourself upright. You gazed down into his face. His dark eyes glimmered with passion. “Please… please fuck me, baby.” Carlos pleaded quietly, moving his hand from underneath your ass to grab the hem of your top.

You obliged, quickly pulling the shirt up over your head, tossing it aside, and slipping out of your pants. You crawled back over his bare torso and placed gentle kisses down his chest and his stomach.

He shuddered a bit as your lips found their wait toward his navel. Carlos’s body felt hot against your skin. Your hands gripped his thighs tightly as you made your way lower and lower. All he could do was watch as you pressed your face against his erection.

You kissed his tip through the fabric of his boxers, eliciting a soft groan to escape his lips.

Carlos’s eyes fluttered shut, his head tilting back as he tried desperately to control himself. He couldn’t help but let out a few whimpers when you started rubbing circles over his dick, making him arch his hips up to meet your lips.

“God, (name)…” He groaned desperately, “Please…” A small whimper escaped his throat.

Your hands slid up to firmly hold him down, smirking against his length. “Shh, baby. I have you. Just relax for me, alright?” You cooed, curling your fingers around the waistband of his boxers. Effortlessly, you slid them down enough for his throbbing cock to spring out.

You licked your lips, staring down at his gorgeous dick that stood proud. Your tongue swiped over his tip, teasing it for a moment with multiple swipes over its slit.

A ton of pre leaked from his tip, dripping slowly down to land on your tongue. You brought your hands up to cup his balls and rolled the head of his shaft between your fingers.

As soon as you squeezed them tight enough, his body arched off the mattress. “Fuck, don’t tease me like this. Please, baby…” he begged through clenched teeth.

You looked into his eyes as you finally sucked his tip into your mouth. A loud grunt escaped him, which only served to increase your lust.

Carlos’s hand slipped into your hair, holding it tight as he tried to remain silent. He watched your face intently, trying his best to ignore the intense sensation of your throat closing around his cock. As you continued to swallow him whole, you bobbed your head up and down with every thrust.

“Baby…” The sounds coming out of his mouth were so needy. They sounded desperate. They were laced with pain. You wanted to soothe him. You wanted to give him everything.

“Don’t stop…” Carlos pleaded. “Please.” You swallowed him whole as his hips lifted gently off the mattress. You had to hold him down firmly so that he could stop squirming, but eventually, you came up for breath.

Carlos gasped a little and whined at the loss of your mouth. “No…” He gave you a look of desperation.

You leaned over him once again, smirking as his cock twitched for you. “Don’t worry, I said I’ll take care of you.” You whispered huskily against his lips.

You kissed him passionately as you mounted his hips, grinding your hips over his cock. He growled lowly as you ground harder and faster.

“(Name)...” He groaned, his head falling back as his eyes rolled into the back of his head.

He opened his legs wider so that you had more access to him. You could feel his cock pulsating against your entrance.

He bucked his hips upward, trying to get as much friction in between your thighs as possible. “Come on, baby. Fuck me.” He whimpered, holding onto your hips and looking up at you for permission.

“So needy.” You chuckled. Leaning forward, you kissed him deeply and took him inch by inch. When he bottomed out, he moaned loudly and his head fell back against the mattress.

“That’s right baby.” You whispered between kisses as you rocked against his length, “I know you love this.”

[missin-you-already]

Li Bingbing (Ada Wong), Michelle Rodríguez (Bad Rain), Sienna Guillory (Jill Valentine), Colin Salmon (Clone One), and Oded Fehr (Clone Carlos)

Boris Kodjoe (Luther West), Aryana Engineer (Becky), Milla Jovovich (Alice), Michelle Rodríguez (Good Rain), and Johann Urb (Leon S. Kennedy)

Resident Evil: Retribution (2012)

[ivylation]

Carlos definitely throw cringey pick up lines at you during sex causing you both to laugh

You lay out your back, legs on Carlos’ shoulders as he rams into you at an ungodly speed eyes rolling behind your head and you let out whimpers and moans as his tip touches the soft part inside of you, hes letting out low grunts as your walls squeeze around him “fuck baby” he groans as he admires you “if you were words on a book you’d be fine print” he says in a low voice, realizing what he said he slows his pace to an almost stop. Your face is bright red in embarrassment and you use your hands to cover your face and you start to giggle “whaaat “ he whines “it’s true though” he shrugges still moving his hips. You’re still laughing and he couldn’t help but laugh a little too, he leans down to kiss your chest “ you’re adorable” he hums into his beard tickling “but you’re gonna have to get pay for laughing at me” he grumbled moving you hands away from your face gripping your wrists in one hand “it’s gon’ be a long night sweetheart.”

[ardethbayrulez]

Resident Evil: Retribution

Oded Fehr as Carlos (/ Todd)

with Mila Jovovich (Alice)

[daylight-13]

If leon or chris is the protagonist of re9… i might go insane

Don’t get me wrong i love them right, but they got tons of re games where they are protagonists and im starting to get a little tired it! why cant we bring back someone else as a playable character, like rebecca, carlos, billy, even jill or claire?

I love Carlos sm and I think he doesn’t get enough love. I wanna know what happened to him?! Please capcom 🙏🙏

[harpsinfinity]

Hi can i have re men finding out you have a choking kink can i have telling re men u have a choking kink can i ask for their hands on readers neck can i have choking but not too hard can i have a

are you okay????

smut !!

Piers, he was always so gentle and loving with you. Especially in bed, he wouldn't dream of hurting you. He was always asking if you're okay, if he can keep going (he's basically a cutie pie)

He changes his mind when you move his hand to wrap around your throat while he's fucking you at the slow and gentle pace he usually takes. Feeling the way you clench and drool around him, coating his cock in more sweet slick

His lips instinctively speeding up, rutting into you like no tomorrow

After that, he isn't so hesitant to go ahead and apply the pressure. When he gets that reaction from you, why would he be?

"is this okay?"

"can I keep going?"

"fuck, you're so beautiful"

Honestly, you were too scared to tell Carlos that you wanted his hand around your neck. Worried he'd say no, or even shame you for it. It made you feel dirty

It was when he had you kneeling on the bed, doing the same behind you as his fingers worked at your clit, earning keens from you before they stuffed your slick hole

his other hand was occupied at your chest, fingers thumbing and pinching at your puffy nipples, soon his hand starts to wander upwards. The touch feather-light at first, until you can feel it wrapped around your throat

At the same time, his fingers crook up to press at your sweet spot. You clench around him hard, cries of delight spilling from your lips, stars spotting your vision

his fingers tightened around your throat just a bit more, your hole gushing around his digits and spraying them in sweet slick

"damn..you like that, huh?"

Leon already knew that you liked him choking you, using it to his full advantage in bed

He wants your eyes on him? Hand around your neck. he knows it makes the effect of your orgasm increase by a tenfold

Currently, you were on all fours, Leon rutting into you like he'd never get to again. The sound of skin against skin filling the room

His fingers trail up the length of your spine as the fat head of his cock slams meanly against the gooey spot inside you that had you melting beneath him

his digits find their way around your neck, using it as leverage to lean against you, chest flush against your back to deliver the most toe- curling, stomach flipping comments into your ear

His hand momentarily squeezed at your neck, resulting in your walls clamping down on him as if it'd be a tragedy if he pulled out, moans and whines accompanied

"such a dirty fuckin' girl..but all f'me, right?"

You and Chris accidentally discovered this little kink of yours

In missionary, legs hooked over Chris' shoulder as he thrusted into your heat. Hard and slow.

Through the fog that clouded his brain, consumed by pleasure and the need to make your come, he moved his hand

He swears, he meant to place it next to your head. Though, it ended up wrapped around the column of your neck. He didn't even realise until he heard a particularly noisy moan come from underneath him

It was like a switch inside you had been flipped

The way his big, rough hand curled around your neck was nothing short of maddening. A throaty groan gracing Chris' lips as you desperately clenched around him, pleas spilling from your spit coated lips

"please, harder, please"

Instantly, his hips moved in a frenzy with moans coming from the both of you

"oh fuck- could've just asked if that's what you wanted"

[lawtistic]

the non evil residents (except wesker)

im doodling resident evil characters so i can get their designs down because i wanna draw them more often

let me know which characters i should draw next, i love drawing these guys

[madsfrank]

'*•.¸♡ 𝕬 𝕾𝖍𝖔𝖙 𝕲𝖑𝖆𝖘𝖘 𝖔𝖋 𝕭𝖔𝖚𝖗𝖇𝖔𝖓 ♡¸.•*'

-ˏˋ Directory ˊˎ -ˏˋ AU ˊˎ -ˏˋ Pt.2ˊˎ -ˏˋ Pt. 3ˊˎ

Pairing II Cowboy! Carlos x Fem! Reader

SFW II Angst, Fluff, City themed reader,

WC II 799

Content II x reader, country motif, ranch, farmland

Synopsis II Living with your relatives in the country wasn’t going to be easy. Your nearest neighbor was a rancher a few miles down and better yet, her cows constantly got loose on your property. Maybe the only plus side was the young ranch hand who came to retrieve them.

Ever since you could remember, you lived in the city. At least around it. Surrounded by fast food and phone service centers, you found yourself living life from strip to curb.

Being a freshman in collage on summer break, you found yourself back at home. This year, many of your friends had moved on to forming or apartments. The ones who stayed at home found themselves tied up visiting relatives or clubbing with new found freedom. You weren’t completely left out, however. No, your parents had arranged a surprise for you.

Two months in the backwoods of Montana. After all, Aunt Clara and uncle Mike had been dying to visit you.

At their 90 acre ranch.

You were comfortable at home. Sure, you he nothing against the country. But you did have something against getting up at the ass-crack of dawn to feed chickens led by the rooster of your nightmares.

No, you liked the country. It was just….mucky. You’ve been to the ranch before when you were a young kid. You don’t remember much about the ranch, just how some cattle carried you a few miles out. Some boys found you and brought you back.

You do remember stopping in their home, they had to clean you up a bit after the cows dragged you through the mud. You remember the sensations of warm rags against your skin and the voice of a woman gently scolding you for running back with the cows.

These memories are soon brushed away. Swept out of your mind by the facts of packing up your clothes and leaving your home. You weren’t upset to leave your parents, you needed a new view. But, you weren’t sure if a trip back to the country was the change you needed.

As you found yourself packing your bags, you wondered if those neighbors still lived there. You didn’t remeber much. However, you wondered if all seven of the brothers still lived there. You used to talk to a few of them as a young child. You don’t remember their names much, maybe…was it, Carson? No. You chose not to think much about it.

You were to be taken to the airport. Your relatives would be waiting for you at Harlowton Airport. From there it was a direct trip to Wheatland County. That was another thing you didn’t care for in the country. The county names…Wheatland…Carbon?

Your parents drove you in. The whole time giving you warnings on what to do, who to avoid, who to trust. You were in collage, but they still treated you this way. They probably always would.

When you touched down, you quickly managed to find your folks. They were still very sweet, asking questions about your major and your parents. You forgot how nice their hospitality was.

Their home was a county away and on these country roads, the drive seemed to go on forever.

The house was still how you remember. A long one-story farmhouse, grey with use. Smoke still billing from its long chimney. House tended by a few ranch hands.

The land was still impeccable. Long open territory with Morgan horses heavy with years of hard labor and tough skin.

Your family only kept horses, goats, and chickens. But my, was there hundreds to watch over. You had your work cut out for you upon arrival. Even out the window of the car door, you could see all of the coops and barns which lined the acres.

Your relative’s home reminded you of a certain pre-cut ranch house you knew from some old story when you were younger.

They had a spare room kept for you. Mostly plain wooden interior with a few tapestries. A cows hide sprawled across the floor.

It smelled like a ranch. That and the faint scent of supper. Corned beef and mashed potatoes. Your family always ate hearty.

You managed to unpack a few bags of clothes and toiletries before you were called into the kitchen. You helped serve the food along with you uncle. The three of you found yourselves lose in talk. You asked when you could visit the horses, what their names were, and what you would help do.

As your night came to a close. Your family asked you pick a movie. They wanted to see what people in the north enjoyed. It was calming, they gave you tea and a blanket and the three of you relaxed for a while. Waiting for the morning tasks to be at hand.

Your first day there had gone well and when you woke, you could visit the horses and livestock. You were definitely excited to meet the silver turkoman in her stable and the chickens in their coops. Life was gonna be much different for the next couple of months.

≪ °❈° ≫ Authors note: I hid a reference in here…comment if you find it! ≪ °❈° ≫

[thecherubangel]

❥𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘊𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘰𝘴

《𝘊𝘖𝘕𝘛𝘈𝘐𝘕𝘚: 𝘖𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯, 𝘝𝘦𝘳𝘣𝘢𝘭 𝘊𝘰𝘯𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵, 𝘉𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘨𝘦, 𝘔𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘚𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘈𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘢𝘳𝘦》

Carlos is pathetic under you. He truly is. He’s making noises he didn’t even know he could make. Whines, Moans, Mewls, Whimpers. Sounds that he pulls from you all the time, yet, he didn’t expect he could make the same noises.

“S-stop…ah..I-I can’t-“

“What’s your color?”

Carlos pants before responding weakly

“G-green…”

“Then shut up.” you say as you go back to stroking his overstimulated cock. His back arches off the bed. As he does, he throws his head back and lets out the loudest moan as he cums in your hand for 5th time that night. He’s panting, pulling on the ropes that bind him as you keep stroking. Tears flow down his pretty brown eyes as he damn near screams.

“C-can’t! Please! F-fuck…I-I can’t!”

Then something happens. A feeling begins building up inside him he’s never felt before. He writhes around more. Pulling and tugging at the ropes to no avail.

“stop…stop..stop…it..f-feels weird..” He whimpers between pants. You don’t stop though, you go faster as a small smile forms on your face. He cries out as he tries to move from your hand, his own movements only amplify the feeling. His breathing quickens as he begins shaking.

“S-somethings h-happening to me…b-baby please-“ He’s cut off by an overbearing feeling of pleasure like he’s never felt before. His body convulses, his eyes roll back, tears flow from his eyes as clear liquid spurts from his cock head. It gets on your hand, chest and face while it gets on his thighs, abdomen and a bit on his chest. You finally slow down and leave his cock alone as he heaves. He’s trying to catch his breath but pleasure is still surging though his body, he begins to drool as he continues to shake. You gently rub his thighs and stomach.

“Carlos, honey, come back to me.” You speak softly. Your gentle touch and soft voice slowly brings him down from cloud nine as he takes in a few more deep breathes. You begin to untie him and grab a warm wash cloth to wipe him clean, being careful of his achy cock. Carlos can barely move let alone talk after you brought him to heaven and back. The only words he can muster is: “L-love you…”

You smile at him and kiss him gently.

“I love you too, Carlos.”

[reppyy]

[sanjismywhore]

Carlos Chibis!

I decided to draw a chibi for every au i’ve drawn. Maybe i’ll turn these into stickers one day

[cassinova24]

How I personally feel about video game characters that were killed off in the movies deaths:

Johnny Cage: Mortal Kombat: Annihilation is a shitty movie anyway, bad acting, bad script, the CGI didn’t even hold up in 1997 but the fact that the first kill was Johnny Cage and they just had his neck snapped? HOLY FUCK I was watching the Kill Count and had to turn it off I was going to punch the screen. Bad kill don’t watch the movie it can trigger suicidal and homicidal tendencies.

Leon S. Kennedy, Ada Wong and Jill Valentine: Killed off screen. We don’t even know how or why but it’s likely that they wanted Resident Evil: The Final Chapter to end with just Alice and Claire so they were killed off.

Barry Burton: Gunned down. That’s it.

Chris Redfield: It isn’t confirmed if he’s dead but knowing how the Resident Evil movies liked to kill people off for no reason he possibly could have died at the start of Resident Evil: Retribution. Also unfortunately Wentworth Miller was actively suicidal at the time so he didn’t return.

Albert Wesker: Killed by a door. I know that sounds stupid but he was cut in half by one of those doors like the ones in FNAF.

Carlos Oliveira (or “Olivera” according to the movies): Actually satisfying death, sacrificing himself by driving a truck full of dynamite into a hoard of zombies so that the others could get to the helicopter/Alice could get into the lab. Oded Fehr knew what he was doing here.

William Afton: Very canon to the source material although it is clearly different. It was the ghost kids springlocked William in the games whereas it was the animatronics in the movie, also in the games the springlocks go off all at once rather than the movie where they go off one by one. Very enjoyable death right here.