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greenteasnoothie · 9 months

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Lil Drabble about Nicholai with new nurse!reader? How would he flirt with her when he’s injured in a mission and she gets super flustered lololol

(please add touchy foreplay + smut if you’re comfy with it tytyty 💖💖)

Nicholai X Nurse!Reader

A/N: I did not think Nicholai simps were a thing anymore, but I’m so glad they are. ALSO I’m sorry this took so long I haven’t really written smut before and I’m a little nervous that this sucks (sorry if it does)

Paring: Nicholai X Nurse!Fem!Reader

Content mentioned: blood, wound/injury, Pet Names, cream pies, cum.

lmk if I missed anything!!!

Wordcount: 1.5k

(This is a little bit before RE3 btw <3)

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You were recently recruited as a nurse for U.B.C.S. and were placed in Platoon Delta.

Since you were recruited your sergeant has taken a liking to you, at one point he even said you could just call him by his first name.

“Nikolai is fine when it’s just you and me sweetheart,”

You didn’t think anything of it, I mean he’s your sergeant he knows better than to start a romantic relationship with one of his own platoon members anyways…right?

Later followed by your arrival a mission set for your Platoon.

To say the original plan for the mission went to shit would be an understatement, most of the team is wounded in some way, you’re fixing wounds left and right.

Luckily everyone’s wounds so far are nothing very serious.

That was until you found your Platoons Sergeant hidden behind a wooden board that was up against a big rock with a pretty nasty wound.

You quickly kneel down near your sergeant getting a better look at the wound.

“I don’t think I’ll be able to fix this wound in the open like this, it’s too dangerous,” you say in an almost whisper but still loud enough for Nicholai to hear.

“We’re going to have to go to the rendezvous. I’ll call into the radio,” You stated.

“You really want to get me alone with you huh” Nikolai teased.

You ignored your sergeant's comment hoping that he didn't notice the pink tint that is starting to form on your cheeks as you pick up your radio, and radio in that you are taking your Sergeant to the rendezvous and fixing up some of his wounds before going out to the field again.

You both get into the rendezvous which is a mini old shack, you set Nikolai up against one of the walls and you grab your supplies quickly.

You first try to fix the wound while his pants are still on just to save time but it didn’t work.

“You're going to need to take your pants off so I can clean, and fix the wound properly.” You stated.

Nikolai chuckles, “shouldn’t you at least go to dinner with me first?”

“Very funny, now c’mon we don’t have all day,” you say to him clearly now getting annoyed.

“Aren’t you a nurse? You know how to take a pair of pants off,”

You are fuming, for god sake he can bleed out any minute and he’s being stubborn about taking his pants off.

Still you reach down to his belt and undo it, discarding his tactical gear to the side to make things easier.

Then you undo his fly, soon followed by you pulling his pants down to his knees.

Nikolai watches you intently soon cursing himself for it because seeing you undo his belt and pull the zipper of his fly down so naively is giving him a hard on, I mean he didn’t think it would be that obvious which was stupid for him to think, because soon as you pull his pants down it was extremely clear by the tint in his boxers that he had a boner, you ignored it or at least tried to as you face got super red.

You fix up Nikolai’s wound, soon covering the now fixed wound with some bandages.

“This is some impressive work,” Nikolai compliments as he eyes you up and down seeing you blush from the complement before he unexpectedly pulling you close to him by your waist, so close to the point you can feel the warmth of his breath on your neck and face.

“I think you deserve a payment of some sort, don’t you think?” Nikolai says almost breathlessly as his hands that are still holding your waist start to wander under your shirt.

Your breath hitches as you feel his hands travel under your gear and shirt to your bare skin, you quickly reach your hands to his wrists, “Nikolai we can’t be wasting time doing this!”

“I’m sure everyone will be fine if we’re gone for just a extra couple of minutes,” Nikolai chuckled.

“But shouldn’t we-“ before you can finish Nikolai pulls you in for a kiss, you both keep the kiss going until you pull away for air, you don’t even have a full 10 seconds before you are getting pulled in again by Nikolai for another kiss. Nikolai’s hands wander every part of your body as the kiss continues, soon followed by Nikolai sliding his tongue in your mouth.

The kiss is soon ended so your shirt can be pulled over your head, Nikolai gropes your breasts and leaves love marks on your collar bone as he moves his hands down to unbutton your pants.

Soon all you have on is your bra and panties, Nikolai joins you (of course with your help) so he only has his boxers on.

You get pushed down to the floor of the shack as Nikolai towers over your form, his dick straining against his boxer’s as he notices the mini damp patch on your panties, god he was making you this wet.

Nikolai knelt between your thighs as he goes down to your face to kiss you once again as he moves one of his hands to the inside of your thigh slowly trailing up towards your heat clearly teasing you and making you more needy for his cock by the second.

“Please..” you practically beg.

“Please what?” Nikolai says almost mockingly

“Please just fuck me,” you basically whimper.

I mean how could he deny such a pretty girl as he tugged his boxers down to his knees as his cock springs out.

Setting his body between your legs as he rubs the head of his cock against your slit soon sliding his tip into you keeping his cock there for a second to let you bask in the sudden stretch until he grabs your hips in a bruising grasp and rams into you letting out a grunt as you let out a a gasp from the sudden roughness. Nikolai tightens his grasp on your hips to the point where it almost hurts but you could care less as he thrusts his cock into you mercilessly, constantly hitting your sweet spot making you see stars.

“I-I’m close,” you gasp out as Nikolai’s pace is leaving you breathless.

Nikolai grunts In response as he is also close causing his pace to become more sloppy, but still thrusting into you deeply, your legs are shaking uncontrollably from the pleasure.

Your spongy walls tighten around Nikolai’s cock as you get to your release letting out a pornagrapic moan.

Nikolai continues to fuck you maybe even harder and faster now aching for his own release, as you get overstimulated by the pleasure as his thrusts feel more intense.

Nikolai thrusts deep and hard into you one last time as he releases inside of you, he slowly pulls out of you, his cum leaking out of your cunt, as you both catch your breath.

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weskerssunglasses · 2 years

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What would be some NSFW headcanons for the RE boys? Loved your dating headcanons!!

RE Boys NSFW Headcanons

Thank you! Glad y’all are enjoying 🥰 These are a bit short, my apologies! I also went with a female reader because that's what I'm most comfortable with for n*fw. I excluded Chris bc I'm just not into him in an n*fw sense and Jake because I couldn't think of much for him,, Also, if there's any other characters y'all are interested in lemme know! As long as they're not in my do not write for list located in my pinned post

Characters: Carlos, Leon, Wesker, Nikolai

Rating: N*FW

TWs/CWs: Female reader, BDSM/kink mention for pretty much all of them

Carlos:

Switch, while he definitely gets off on having you pinned under him, he loves a dom s/o

Of course he would never admit that though, so you'd need to take the reigns one night before it comes out that he's fine with subbing

Aside from the dom/sub dynamic, choking, and dirty talk he's relatively vanilla so if there's some more kinky things you want to try out, you'll have to initiate it and bring it to him

Constantly running his mouth during sex; if he's domming, he's telling you what to do and saying just about anything to get you weak and begging for him <3

Meanwhile, if he's subbing, he's running his mouth if you let him. For the most part he'll do what you say, so if you don't wanna listen to him whine for more, tell him to be quiet and he will

Please, please sit on his face and pull his hair

Likes giving oral more than receiving

He's a thigh man 😮‍💨 Likes leaving bite marks and hickeys all over your thighs if you'll let him

Pleasure dom to the point he'll overstimulate you

"Good girl Cariño. You can cum one more time for me, yeah?"

Leon:

Sub, he wants a powerbottom S/O

I mean, he's canonically into Ada so are we surprised? No

He can top, but it would be pretty vanilla so if you want anything ~spicy~ you're gonna need to take the reigns

Pretty bratty, we all know how his smart mouth, and it definitely carries over to the bedroom. However, he breaks pretty easy

Will moan if you smack him-

Cries like a bitch if you tease him 😩

Doesn't like a lot of bondage, but he doesn't mind getting his hands tied to the headboard. The power dynamic there has his head swimming

In public he keeps the cool attitude and acts like you're the submissive one, but the second y'all are home alone he'll do anything to get you to touch him

Still calls you "baby" tho 🫢

Might call you mommy if you ask

Really he's down to try anything once. The only things that are hard no's for him are anything that would require knives or guns because it would remind him of his work. He's also uneasy about blindfolds but he might like it if you do it right

"Baby, c'mon, please touch me. I'm gonna go insane if you don't, please..."

Wesker:

sdihugjklif

I'm fine not really i'm so down horrendous pls help

Has to be in control, no compromises. He's not at all interested in an S/O who won't submit to him in and out of the bedroom

If you're bratty, good luck. He's not going to bother with you, he can easily find someone else

However if you play by his rules...

Totally has a thing for choking you. He's acutely aware of his own strength and his knowledge of anatomy makes it so he can bring you just to the edge of passing out and then lets you go

Surprisingly vocal during sex? He likes calling you names 🥰

Also loves making you feel humiliated and stupid during sex

Really anything that establishes a clear power dynamic between the two of you he's into

I'm not sure if this is in line with canon, but I hc his canine teeth are a little closer fangs due to the virus in him. Because of this, he likes to leave bite marks on your neck, collar, and shoulders, and he's not afraid of drawing a little blood too

Gets annoyed if you're distracting him from his work because you're horny, but he'll compromise with either a) a little cockwarming until he's done with his work or b) you can suck him off under his desk 🙏

"Stop moving, are you really so stupid you can't even sit still? Sit there and let me finish my work and then maybe i'll give you what you want, greedy slut"

Nikolai:

😳

mean dom

Did someone say dacryphilia?

Of course it's within your boundaries, but he likes to make you hurt during sex

Probably the most intense one on this whole list

While he is going to be the one calling the shots, but he'll let you think you're getting your way on occasion before snapping. I mean c'mon, guy's been a mercenary for decades and you don't think he can get out of a simple wrist tie?

Convinced he just likes being mean 🥱

Conversely to the way Wesker gets annoyed of brats, Nikolai seeks them out on purpose so he can break them and he is damn good at it

While he's definitely a freak, he makes sure to keep it consensual. He's a greedy jackass, but he's not a monster

Speaking of Nikolai's greediness, that carries into his sex life. He's always down for a quick fuck, even if it means you pulling him into a secluded bathroom or alley

Super into facefucking, especially if you do your makeup beforehand so he can ruin it

Calls you Kroshka still, but in a demeaning, sarcastic way

"What's wrong, Kroshka? Did that hurt? Good. You're prettier when you're crying"

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alessiathepirate · 11 months

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LUIS SERRA:

NIGHT TERRORS: Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: Waking up from a nightmare and feeling afraid isn’t easy to get through – unless you have someone who can comfort you.

Warnings: swearing, references to PTSD, hurt/comfort

CIGARETTES IN THE MORNING: Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: Just some soft morning moments with Luis Serra - including some cigarettes -, because we all need some soft Luis Serra moments in our lives.

Warnings: smoking

JEALOUSY: Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: She always thought her lover was the most confident man she’s ever met, she never thought Luis Serra would be able to feel jealous.

Warnings: nothing, just some fluff because we all need it

TOO LATE: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader, Luis Serra x fem!reader

Summary: They say it’s never too late to realize you are in love – oh, how wrong they are.

Warnings: angst

LEON S. KENNEDY:

CLUELESS: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Five times they were sure they weren’t dating and one time they weren’t. OR: Luis, Ashley, Ada and Krauser having enough of how oblivious and clueless they are about their feelings.

Warnings: swearing, violence, my Spanish, Luis being the number one fanboy and Ashley being best girl

CUTS: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Even if no one seems to worry about them, they can still worry about each other.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence, scars, hurt/comfort

SUCH A GOOD BOY!: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: As they rescue the trapped wolf, Leon’s lover has a very important question to ask.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence, bad little beartraps

SHARED WOUNDS HEAL TOGETHER THE BEST: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Relationship development through nightmares and shared trauma.

Warnings: swearing, referenced PTSD, trauma, mentioned death, described violence, hurt/comfort

HAPPILY EVER AFTER: Leon S. Kennedy x fem!reader

Summary: Three times Leon thought about marrying his lover, one time he joked about it and one time he meant it and his lover said yes.

Warnings: swearing, mentioned violence

JACK KRAUSER:

A GOOD ENOUGH MOVE: Jack Krauser x fem!reader

Summary: Training with Jack Krauser can be quite the challenge – unless she finds a good enough move.

Warnings: violence (fighting, training, knives), slightly suggestive

NIKOLAI ZINOVIEV / NICHOLAI GINOVAEF:

THE PRICE OF LIFE: Nikolai Zinoviev / Nicholai Ginovaef x fem!reader

Summary: Nicholai was too interesting to not care about. He was too interesting to be left behind – maybe she cares a bit too much.

Warnings: mentioned wounds, referenced manipulation (only vaguely, you have to decide what it really is), slightly unhealthy relationship tropes

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jesse-cromeans-sugarbaby · 7 months

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I’m thinking of writing stuff for resident evil? What do y’all think? And if you would like to see that, which character would you like to see?

#resident evil #leon kennedy #albert wesker #carlos oliveira #nicholai ginovaef #karl heisenberg #resident evil smut #x reader #oneshots

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damien-mlm · 2 years

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Keeping Myself Alive

Tags and warnings!!!

RE Gameverse, Carlos Oliveira/Transmasc!OC, Established Platonic Relationship with Jill, Childhood Friends, Carlos Oliveira, Jill Valentine, Nicholai Ginovaef | Nikolai Zinoviev, Tyrell Patrick, Mikhail Victor, Nemesis, OC, Angst, Hospitalization, C-PTSD, Injury Description, Gore, Depression, Suicidal Thoughts, Self-Harm, Character Death, Hurt/Comfort, Slow Burn, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Smut (eventually), Explicit.

Chapter 3: The Vermin

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(4700 words approx.)

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After they were all set and ready, Jill and Liam headed out and into the main road. They had to fight off a couple zombies in the way. Jill was surprised to see Liam fighting with such dexterity. Splitting heads with a single swing of the little axe he carried. This is not how she remembered him being. The Liam she remembered couldn’t hurt a fly. He was sweet, and caring, and goofy. That much, he kept, along with his sense of humor, but something had deeply changed in him. She didn’t say anything about it, but she also noticed the gnarly scar he had across the middle of his throat. Just, what had happened in the last 4 years?

She shook it off when they came up to a big blockage on the road, and proceeded to grab her radio.

“Carlos, we reached the main avenue. Which way do we go?”

“See a big transmission tower? That’s the substation. You’ll have to circle around through an alley to your right to get there” – Jill and Liam looked to their right, the damn alley was up in flames. Liam turned his head to look at Jill and shrugged while he made a face.

“You mean the alley that’s on fire?” – Jill questioned.

“… Maybe? Surely a tall drink of water like yourself can put out a few flames.” – A short, but rather loud cackle escaped Liam’s lips. He rose a hand to his mouth, quickly covering himself to suppress more laughter.

“Fuck you” – she spat into the radio, but her eyes were on Liam. She meant it for both men.

“Mmsorry...” – Liam said, still covering his mouth and holding back laughter. Then their radios beeped again.

“And you, Pretty Boy? I heard you laugh just now, you haven’t said a word to me since before I took you to the subway” – Jill’s eyes were glued on [Y/N], who didn’t look like someone who was just suppressing laughter a moment ago anymore. – “What’s the matter, cat got your tongue?” – Carlos teased again. Jill rose her brows at [Y/N] expectantly. ‘What you gonna do about that?’

Liam gave her the meanest side-eye and pushed the inner wall of his cheek with his tongue. ‘Oh… you’ll see…’. He slowly grabbed the radio, and brought it up to his lips.

“Listen here, Mophead” – Jill choked on her spit – “I have a name, and you should be able to remember it…” – he paused for a second – “Unless that mass of hair on your head extends into your skull, where your brain should be.” – Jill was on her knees holding her stomach, barely able to hold back her laughs. – “And if I had something to say to you, I would. Is that clear?” – Dead silence blasted through the radio for a few moments, until it beeped again.

“Clear as day, Liam. Sorry ‘bout that.” – Carlos said, suddenly sounding strangely submissive. Liam didn’t stop, though.

“Oh, so you do remember my name, it’s not so hard, is it?” – He said in the cockiest tone he could manage.

“Um… I, uh-” – Carlos was clearly at a loss of words, he almost sounded flustered; Jill was basically rolling on the floor with laughter at this point.

“Yeah, two can play that game, big guy.” – Liam said, standing tall and shining a proud smirk at Jill. – “Don’t sweat it too much, alright? We’ll keep you posted.”

“Copy that” – Carlos answered quickly before going silent again.

Jill stood up, still laughing, and grabbed Liam by the shoulder.

“You are awful! You know that, right?” – he laughed and gave her an elbow to the side.

“And where do you think I learned that from? You have the sharpest tongue I know”

“Yeah, you’re right” – they laughed for a good minute before they realized that a small horde had managed to tip over some weighted fences, opening a side gallery with a few restaurants and shops in the process.

“Ah, shit” – Liam said – “We’re trapped.”

Jill looked around for a split second when she found an orange painted barrel, and an idea sprung to mind.

“Stay behind me, I’ll take care of it” – she said. He obeyed silently, carefully watching the horde in front of them, in case something needed to be done. The bastards were closing in and Liam was just about to say something when Jill fired a single shot at the barrel. The resulting explosion blew away all the undead in front of them, everything was clear again. Jill looked back at him and smiled.

“Remind me to never doubt you, for even a second” – he said as they both proceeded to walk into the side road.

They headed down the stairs in the open gallery, a few more staggerers around. The pair took care of those quickly, each on their own way; then headed into a big donut shop in the far back center of the gallery, an electric guitar solo blasting on a nearby radio as soon as they entered the building. A few corpses scattered on the floor and seats, but they seemed dead for good.

They decided to scout the store for supplies, finding a few stacks of ammo and more herbs, before heading out the back door, where there was another small horde waiting for them. This time, though, Liam spotted another orange barrel, pointing out to Jill, who did just as with the first one. After that was done, they noticed that, instead of a back alley, this was just a parallel, smaller road. They made their way through the piles of broken vehicles, heading up the stairs into the only building they were able to enter.

They were welcomed by what seemed to be the backrooms of the establishment, a big window in front of them revealing a small security office. They headed around into the hallways, quickly getting to a dead-end, but finding a fire hose.

“Perfect! We can use this to put out that damn fire” – Liam said, Jill nodded a smile in return, and he wrapped the hose diagonally on his shoulder to make sure it won’t fall in case they needed to run.

They decided to explore the building a bit more, and entered a room where, they assumed, the security staff kept their equipment. The shotgun was a dead giveaway, to be honest.

“You should take that” – Jill said, gesturing to it. Liam just shook his head, grabbing the shotgun, along with a sling.

“You know how I feel about guns, Bluebird” – he said, handing them to Jill – “Besides, it will be way more useful in the hands of a pro.” – he continued – “In my hands, it’ll be just a waste of ammo”

“Alright, I’ll take care of it” – Jill said, hanging the shotgun on her back, before continuing – “Let’s check out the rest of this place” – Liam nodded, and they got back to exploring.

Eventually they found themselves in a big control room, the back wall lit up with red lights and what looked like railway tracks.

“This must be the subway company’s offices” – Jill said. The room was dark, the pair was only able to go through with the help of their flashlights.

Liam checked on a control panel to see if it worked – “Huh, nothing.” – he breathed out.

“We need to restore power first, I’m sure things will work if we get the lights going” – Jill said – “Come on, let’s go to the substation.”

Using the hose and a fire hydrant, the flames in the alley were put out quickly.

“There…” – Jill said as Liam closed the valve as to not have water squirting everywhere.

Once the water stopped, he froze for a few moments, crouched over the fire hydrant with his hands still on the valve, looking into nothing and quiet as can be. Jill noticed and approached him quickly.

“Liam?” – she put a hand on his back and he snaped out of it, instantly turning his head to her, looking like a deer in headlights – “Jesus, man. Are you okay?” – she asked. Liam blinked a few times and rose to his feet quickly.

“Yeah, yeah. Let’s just keep going” – he said, approaching the door. Jill was suspicious of his sudden reaction, but he tried his best to play it cool.

He could’ve sworn that, for a brief moment of silence after the water was off, he could hear a distant, yet familiar beeping sound, slowly growing closer.

They entered the door at the left end of the alley, then heard the sounds of pained struggle coming from behind a door held shut by chains.

“Someone in there?” – Jill said to herself, then the pair looked to their left and noticed a pair of bolt cutters.

“Let’s get them out, they sound like they need help” – Jill said to Liam, who grabbed the bolt cutters and used it to cut the chains.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Jill swung the door open quickly and saw a man sitting on the floor against a parked car. He was covered in blood, holding his leg and breathing shallow and heaved breaths in pain. The pair run up to the man and situated themselves on each side of him to inspect his wounds.

“You’re U.B.C.S.?” – Jill asked while Liam inspected his leg.

“Yeah” – he said, in a familiar soft voice. “C-careful. Careful” – he said to [Y/N] while he was looking at his leg. He had deep wounds, but no signs of a bite. It was clear he wasn’t able to walk in this condition, though. Jill and Liam shared a look of worry, much to the poor man’s anxiety over what they were gonna do with him.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

“C’mon don’t look at me like that, alright? I’m not an infected!” – he said painfully. Jill answered quickly.

“OK, let’s take care-” – but she was abruptly interrupted by the man looking to someone approach. The beeping sound was like daggers in Liam’s ears as he turned to look at the man fast approaching them, taking his gun out fast.

“No no no, wait! Please-” – the man begged before he was quickly shot in the head by the other one. Jill yelped in shock, and Liam fell on his ass with the poor man's corpse on his lap, unable to move as he saw the silver haired man take out a beeping device from his pocket, quickly pressing a button to silence it.

Jill slowly turned at him, then rose to her feet in rage – “What the fuck?!” – she yelled at the man.

“He was infected” – the man stated, putting the device back in his pocket. Jill was breathing out smoke with anger.

“He might have been infected!” – the man looked at her, then at Liam and scoffed before turning to walk away.

“Are all S.T.A.R.S. this soft? No wonder so many of you are dead.” – he mocked. Jill quickly followed him.

“And what are you? U.B.C.S., killing your own people?” – she exclaimed, gesturing towards the fresh dead body lying on Liam’s lap. The man turned, eyes cold and sharp staring into hers.

“He would’ve turned. Where’s your sense of self-preservation?” – he said to her face before scoffing again and turning to walk away – “Go back to the subway station. We don’t need a bleeding heart like you getting in the way.” – he said before disappearing up a set of stairs in the building.

Jill turned back to Liam, who was still with his butt on the floor, eyes wide and mouth agape, trying to comprehend what had just happened.

‘So that’s Nicholai’ Liam thought, ‘I feel like I’ve seen his face before…’. He involuntarily grabbed his neck, breathing heavy as he felt the scar on it.

“Liam…”

His vision was blurred and he started to hyperventilate as his other hand went to his temple, reacting to the sudden headache splitting through his skull. He cried out in pain, clutching his head in both hands, as images of him in an all-white room, strapped to an operating table surrounded by medics and a few security officers flooded his mind. He clutched his chest; he could feel it being torn open all over again.

“Liam!”

The sound of medics talking with each other intelligibly in his ears, and in the distance, between the security staff, a silver head, and a pair of icy grey eyes staring back at him.

“Liam!!” – Jill’s voice finally snapped him out of the flashback. She was kneeling in front of him, grabbing him by the shoulders. To her, he looked like he had just woken up from a terrible nightmare. His breaths heaved and labored, a layer of cold sweat on his skin, his eyes scanning everywhere around the room, looking for possible danger.

She gently cupped his face with both of her hands, forcing him to look at her in the eyes.

“Hey, it’s okay, look at me” – she said softly – “Look at me, I’m right here” – Liam locked eyes with her, his breathing slowing down little by little – “You’re fine, everything is fine…”.

Liam shook Jill’s hands off his face, and she understood he needed space. He sat there, with his face in his hands, giving a few labored deep breaths until he calmed down. Then he looked up, Jill was standing over him with a hand extended to him.

“Think you can get up?” – she asked. He took her hand and she helped him up.

“Yeah, sorry about that” – he said, after letting out a sharp breath. Jill frowned at him

“Don’t apologize for that…” – she paused for a few moments – “Look, I have no idea what happened to you, but it clearly messed with you… Big time.” – she put one hand on his shoulder and looked at him in the eyes – “I can do this by myself, if you need to, I can escort you back to the subway sta-” – Liam cut her off immediately.

“Absolutely not, I’m staying with you, I won’t lose my shit like that again, I promise” – he said, and she was unconvinced, but knew she could never talk him into going back.

“Alright, let’s get going then”

They quickly reached the substation and entered the control room. Everything was out of service, as expected but something was off. Liam scrunched his nose. What was that smell?

Jill tapped him on the arm and gestured towards the big window over the control panel.

“Holy shit…” – he said at his sight. The towers were covered in a strange amalgam of flesh, gunk and tendrils all over, it seemed to be pulsating too. “What the fuck is that?” – he asked, half to himself, half to Jill.

“I don’t know, but we have to get down there to activate the towers” – she said, preparing her shotgun. Liam nodded at her and they pushed the door open and stepped outside, the smell suddenly too strong to ignore anymore.

“Ugh, smells like… Oh, I don’t even wanna think about it…” – Jill said as they went down the stairs and entered the maze of rotting flesh in front of them.

They were just about to enter the main power rig, when a gigantic, spider-like creature grabbed Jill by the neck.

“Jill!” – Liam exclaimed, and started pulling at her legs – “Let her go, you vermin!”

The creature slid tendrils and worms into Jill’s throat, then dropped her on the ground, Liam quickly kneeling next to her.

Jill was choking – “Augh, get it out!” – she cried whilst grabbing her throat. Liam quickly grabbed a pack of the ground up herbs he had taken with him and brought them up to her mouth.

“This will be unpleasant, but it will get the bugs out” – he said as he fed her the herbs. She swallowed, then immediately started to vomit, a slew of squirming worms coming out of her.

“What the fuck was that?” – she exclaimed.

“I dunno, but we need to keep our eyes peeled, looks like we’re going right into their nest…” – Liam answered, looking at the door.

He helped Jill up and they got in, the walls of flesh didn’t let any light through, it was almost pitch black save for their flashlights and the red lights on the deactivated towers.

The place was crawling with those creatures, they decided to split and activate the towers as fast as possible so they could get the fuck out of there.

Jill gunned them down with a single shot of the shotgun, and Liam had to get close and personal to them to smash them with his small axe.

The towers were back on in no time, and once they confirmed it was done, they both rushed out and back into the control room, taking a minute to catch their breaths.

Jill went up to the panel and flipped a switch, getting the system back online, and burning the mess of flesh on the towers in the process – “Enjoy that…” – she said triumphantly.

Liam grabbed his radio to report back. – “Carlos, it’s [Y/N]. We’ve restored power to the subway” – he answered almost immediately.

“Nice going! Next up is the traffic control system. It should be in the subway company’s offices.” – Liam looked at Jill, and she answered next.

“It’s Jill now. I think we know the building” – she said.

“Really? Way to go, partner! One step ahead” – Carlos said, cheerfully.

“Not your partner” – Jill said, cutting him off. Liam shook his head and gave a small breathy laugh.

“He’s really trying, huh?” – he said at Jill, she just scoffed playfully at him.

“Come on, we gotta get going.”

“Yes, ma’am!”

They headed into the back street and traced their steps back, when suddenly a wall exploded in pieces, a giant, humanoid monster coming out of the building.

“Are you shitting me?! Not Again!” – Jill exclaimed; Liam’s head whipped at her.

“AGAIN?!”

Jill took out a hand grenade and threw it at the beast, temporarily stunning it, and they both took the chance to bolt around it and escape.

They ran around the back alleys, that seemed to be repopulated with zombies, not that either of them wasted time with killing the bastards with a monster like that onto them. They entered a building, and Jill took the small moment of safety to grab her radio.

“Carlos, that thing is still alive! It’s after us!”

“What?! Run! Come back to the station!” – he urged. But Jill was having none of it.

“Not until we get traffic control online!” – she said, Liam was looking at her, wide eyed.

“That was the thing that was chasing you before?!” – he asked, motioning at the door where they just entered the building from.

“Yes… I really thought Carlos killed it.” – she said in disbelief as they exited the building, heading towards the offices, when suddenly, it landed right in front of them, like it had jumped over the previous building.

“Well, it looks pretty alive to me!” – he mustered out before they ran around it.

All they could do was run and try their best not to get hit by the damn thing. They hurried back to the donut shop. But just as they were about to enter, it shot a tendril and grabbed Liam by the neck.

“Liam!” – Jill shouted. The monster slowly brought Liam closer to his face as he chocked, and held him there, as if it was waiting for something. – “Let him go, you ugly bastard!” – Jill yelled, shooting a couple shots at the creature’s head to get his attention. While it was distracted, Liam unsheathed his hunting knife and slid it through the tentacle, cutting himself free.

The monster writhed in pain, and the pair took the chance to go into the shop making a beeline for the back door and into the small street.

They ran into the subway company’s offices and stayed immobile for a second, hoping the silence was a sign that they had lost the damn thing. A few moments passed and… nothing. They must have lost it for the time being.

They headed into the room with the control panel and Jill grabbed her radio. – “Carlos, we’re in the control room. Now what?”

“Nice!” – he answered – “Now you gotta plot out a route”

“Okay, give us a sec” – she said. Liam was already trying to figure out the controls on the panel, looking back at Jill, who stood behind him and grabbed her radio again after he gave her a nod – “Alright, where we headed?”

“The train is stopped at Redstone Street. We need to reach Fox Park Station.” – Carlos paused for a second – “Can you program that in?” Liam looked at Jill, and she flashed him a smile.

“Hey, I’m Supercop. Consider it done.” – it was Liam��s turn to smile now.

“Warmed up to him, already?” – he teased. She laughed and gave him a slap on the back of the head.

“Shut up! He’s trying so hard, you said it yourself. Might as well give him a chance.” – she said. Liam looked down and smiled at himself.

“You’re right, I’ll try to be nicer to him” he said, winking at Jill, and she snorted.

“Keep it in your pants, tiger” – she mocked playfully – “You’ll have plenty of time for that once we get out of this hellhole.”

After some trial and error, they finally got a working route lit up on the panel and an automated voice sounded on the speakers “Valid Route Confirmed”.

“Nice!” – Liam said, looking at Jill. She grabbed her radio.

“Carlos, it’s us, we finished inputting the subway route”

“You two are amazing!” – he responded – “Tough as nails, too. Hurry back to the station. We’ll make sure the subway is ready to depart”

Jill looked at Liam and cached him smiling like an idiot, she laughed at him – “Oh, don’t tell me it’s that easy for you?” – she teased. Liam shrugged and put his arms up to his sides in defeat.

“Flattery will get him everywhere” – he admitted – “C’mon, Bluebird, you know me” – he laughed back and she shook her head.

“Yeah, I do. Unfortunately, I do” – she said with a smile – “Come on now, we need to hurry back” – Liam saluted her.

“Yes, ma’am!” – he said, Jill scoffed.

“Stop calling me that!” – she complained.

“Yes, sir!” – he answered. Jill gave a defeated laugh.

“You know what? Forget it, let’s just go” – she said, knowing he was just trying to lighten up the mood. Liam always had a tendency to advert pain or despair with humor, and Jill knew him too well not to recognize what he was doing.

They hurried their way back to the station, noticing, but simply ignoring the fact that the small street between the offices and the donut shop was suddenly more populated than before. Once they got in, and out of the shop through the front door, the creature was there, shoving tendrils into the undead heads, making them crack to give way to a strange bug like thing, replacing the head entirely.

“What the hell is it doing to them?” – Jill asked. Liam had dread building deep in the pit of his stomach.

“I don’t know, but we need to bail. Now!” – he answered.

They ran opposite ways around the creature and met back in the middle, running up the stairs and into the main avenue, then back into the alley that led to the station. It was like somebody had just dropped an entire army of undead into the streets, wherever they turned, there was at least a couple of them, and they had that damn monster at their heels, too.

They reached the gate and got in, Jill closing it quickly, then stopping for a second to catch their breaths before heading further into the station and down the escalators. Carlos was waiting for them at the bottom.

“Nice job, you two. I’m impressed” – he welcomed them.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

“We back in business?” – Jill asked quickly, almost cutting him off.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

“Yeah, mostly. But we need 30 to 40 minutes to finish maintenance.”

A side gate opened, startling the three of them, Carlos pointing his rifle and ready to fire, but lowered it once he saw who was coming through. Jill and Liam didn’t let their guard down, though.

“Nicholai! How we doin’?” – Carlos asked. Nicholai silenced his device again and put it in his pocket before speaking, a second man walking up behind him.

“The town’s crawling with those freaks. No chance of fighting our way out of the city” – he glared at Jill and Liam – “Why are they here?” – he said, pointing at the pair.

“They’re helping get the trains running again” – Carlos explained. Nicholai approached the pair menacingly, eyeing the both of them with disgust.

“Bad time to start carrying dead weight, friend” – he said at Carlos while still walking up to Jill and Liam. – “They’re unreliable. She can’t pull the trigger when it counts” – he said, looking at Jill, then turned to Liam – “And he freezes like a deer in headlights at the sound of a bullet” – he said, staring Liam down.

“Hey, take it easy.” – Carlos said softly. Nicholai scoffed and turned to look at him.

“They’ll get you killed” – he said, then went to the subway cars, the other man following him closely.

Carlos looked at Jill and Liam and approached them calmly – “Sorry about that. Everyone’s a little worked up” – he apologized.

Then, the sound of an explosion, followed by the sound of falling debris and an all too familiar guttural growl jolted them into fight or flight mode.

“Aw come on, not again” – Carlos said. Liam looked at Jill and she went to press the button for the automated door to close down. They all got behind it as it closed, but Jill had different plans.

“It’s me he’s after” – she said, and rolled down the small opening left under the gate – “I’ll buy you some time!” – she said before she ran off. Carlos cursed, but Liam refused to let her go on her own.

“Oh, no you don’t” – he said putting his hands between the gate and the floor, slowly forcing it up against the machinery. Jill was long gone, but Carlos just stared at Liam, dumbfounded at the sight, until Liam snapped him out of it – “Come on! Get through, we don’t have all night!” – he yelled at the other man, who rolled out under the gate, then stood to wait for his companion.

Liam struggled for a few seconds, the base of the gate cutting the palms of his hands open. With a grunt, he slid himself under the gate and it closed suddenly with a loud thud.

Carlos was stunned, how did he manage to withstand the force of the machinery? But he dismissed it completely once he saw the state of Liam’s hands. Carlos hurried and kneeled next to the other man, who was catching his breath still.

“That was insane!” Carlos exclaimed, rummaging through his pockets to get a few bandages – “Look at you! You could’ve lost your hands!” – he said, grabbing one of Liam’s wrists.

“I’m fine!” – Liam snapped, jerking his hand away from the other man’s grasp – “We need to go get Jill” – but Carlos stopped him right there.

“Like hell, you are!” – he snapped back, quickly realizing he needed to cool down and be the voice of reason, he sighed – “Look, at least let me put a bandage on those, then we can go” – he stated calmly. Liam doubted for a second, looking at him in the eyes, the worry in the larger man’s eyes seemed genuine, too genuine for his comfort.

“Fine. Here” – Liam said quietly as he extended his arms at Carlos, letting him have a good look in his hands, but unable to look at his face.

Carlos quickly wrapped one of the bloody hands in gauze, Liam winced in pain and slightly pulled back for a second.

“Sorry” – Carlos said quietly, getting to work on the other hand – “I should’ve given you a warning. These need to be tight, to stop the bleeding” – he explained. Liam let out a noise that sounded between a sigh and a laugh.

“It’s fine, really” – he said calmly, finally looking back at Carlos’ face – “Thank you…”

Carlos smiled softly at him, gently placing a hand over the bandaged one, and looked at him in the eye with warmth in his gaze.

“It’s no problem…”

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ᥫ᭡ 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 | carlos oliveira x f!reader

✧ chapter 3 :: snake

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｡˚ a/n: i need to give all y’all awards for waiting 6 months for the third chapter 😭 i am so sorry for the long wait i literally lost the motivation to write for monthsss until june hit and the gayness came out of me. i got a wake up call party people. i hope u enjoyyyy and i will be giving u more carlos content i promise

｡˚ content warning(s) :: smut, p in v

he was gone for what felt like forever.

you only realized that time was passing because of the different sounds jill would make. other than that, you sat still looking at the iv bag drip in a continuous pattern. but then you heard it. the sound of somebody running. you didn’t freak out or even bother moving. you were too tired, and you already knew who it was anyway. his footsteps were familiar.

carlos stopped running right as he opened the double doors. you were seated next to jill on a rolling chair with no back support. you turned your head to face him, eyes dropping to his belt where you spotted the vaccine dangling from it. you then looked up at him and noticed the smallest expression of anger.

“was he there?” you asked, standing up.

“oh, he was there,” carlos said, coming right up to you. “—sitting there dead.” your facial expression didn’t change. instead, you only rolled your eyes and turned around to face jill.

“were there any more?” you asked.

“none,” he said. “he left a video on the computer explaining everything, which i assume you alre—“

“yes, i already know.” you snapped, turning your head to face him. you were angered at the fact that nicholai killed your only coworker left to help you. the only other coworker besides yourself who knew how and where to make another fucking vaccine. you couldn’t do this alone, but you had to now.

you kicked the chair beside you and walked across the room to get the supplies needed. it was only a bandage, alcohol wipes, and some gloves. you didn’t want to infect her even more with whatever you had. you slipped the gloves on and went to work. carlos handed you the vaccine after you had wiped the area you were going to inject it in. you stuck the needle into her arm gently, hearing her wince at the pinching pain as you injected the vaccine into her. after that, you placed the empty cartridge on the stand beside you.

“she’ll still have a fever,” you said as you grabbed the bandage.

“for how long?” asked carlos.

you glanced up at him, then back down at jill’s arm so you could start wrapping the bandage. “don’t know,” you said. “it depends on how well she handles it.”

once you finished, you backed away from her and walked away. carlos came up next to her and eyed her face. she seemed to look somewhat better. he turned around to look back at you, seeing that you were removing the blue latex gloves from your hands and dumping them in the trash. you glanced at him to see that he was looking at you, and you felt somewhat of an easy feeling wash over you.

“we need to leave as soon as your friend arrives,” you said. “we need to create another vaccine before anything else happens.”

“where can we even find another one? umbrella has so many labs,” said carlos.

“only one of them has the materials to make the vaccine, and it’s right under this hospital.” you looked at the double doors, remembering how you visited this hospital so many times just to create and work on things that ultimately destroyed this city, and now possibly the world. you looked back at carlos.

“the horrors down there…” you muttered. “it’s a suicide mission.”

“there’s four of us, y/n. there’s no such thing as a suicide mission if we all work together,” he said.

“you don’t understand… i want that vaccine as much as you do, but there are more than just bio-weapons down there. it’s not the only thing that’s scaring me…”

“then… what is it?”

you glanced at jill who was resting peacefully, then sighed. “not in here, she needs to rest,” you turned your gaze back to him. you beckoned him to follow you out of the room. carlos opened up the door for the two of you, only to be met with tyrell running up to the door. he quickly stopped and started panting a bit, but had a relieved look on his face.

“i got here as soon as i could,” he said, still panting. “the vaccine?”

“i already gave it to jill,” you said. “she’s recovering and resting now.”

“oh, thank god,” he let out a deep sigh of relief. “and you two?”

you both stood there silently, not knowing how to answer. but you quickly cleared your throat and laughed awkwardly, “there are a few things we need to talk about privately. in the meantime, i want you to watch over jill for a bit—make sure nothing is wrong while we’re gone. but if anything happens, let us know immediately.”

“yeah, yeah of course,” said tyrell.

he entered the room which left the two of you all alone in the lobby. you walked over by the desk to get some distance away from the door so you wouldn’t disturb jill and tyrell with your voices. you played with your hands, unsure of what to say first. there was so much to go over, and your fingers kept sliding your wedding band up and down your ring finger.

“umbrella… they don’t want any of this getting out, y’know?” you asked, turning to face him. you moved your hands away from each other to stop your fidgeting. “it’s either them or some fucking spy or government group that wants it. whether it be the vaccine or the virus itself.”

you felt your heart rate kick up. “just the thought of it kills me on the inside. jesus… we’re doomed if one of those fuckers gets it.”

you started breathing heavily, almost as if you were about to go into full panic mode. you fanned yourself with your hands as you paced around the lobby worriedly. “we’re nothing compared to them. nothing, carlos!”

he walked over to you and stopped you in your tracks by placing both of his hands on your shoulders. you looked at him, still in a frenzied state. “you don’t know that,” he said. “you don’t know if there’s anybody down there anyway! you need to calm down.”

“there are rats in this company,” you said, grabbing his bulletproof vest. “one of the labs has already been infiltrated before the outbreak, and one of my coworkers is being stalked by this woman who wants the virus!”

you leaned in close to his face. “and nicholai is somewhere around the area, trying to find another way to get into this lab underneath our feet. he wants the vaccine so he can fucking sell it.”

carlos moved his hands to grab yours, moving them away from his chest so he can hold them. “listen,” he said in a commanding voice. “in a day or so, this city is going to be a goner whether we get the vaccine or not. but either way, we can still have the upper hand here if we secure the only escape route from the lab.”

you gulped down the built-up saliva in your throat, “and if we don’t?”

“we will. it’s the four of us against whoever or whatever is in our way.”

he saw you start to calm down and relax in his close embrace. you were still anxious, but you felt somewhat reassured. you were a scientist. the smartest out of the bunch here in raccoon city. fuck, you could outsmart all the bio-weapons and the undead—even the people after the virus. you were smarter than all of them combined. you looked away from him and down at the floor, cracking a smirk at yourself.

“maybe you’re right… i’ll try not to think about it in the meantime,” you gently grabbed your bitten hand. “i don’t want to stress myself out more…”

you moved away from him and walked over to one of the couches, sighing as you sat down. “i uh…”

you looked at him, locking eyes. “… i never had the chance to tell you the truth… about umbrella, about me, about all of this shit.”

carlos sat down next to you and placed his hand by yours. “if there is more to tell about your whole situation, then let’s talk about it after this whole shit show.”

“and once jill wakes up,” you added.

“yeah…”

you looked down, avoiding his gaze. “thank you.”

“for what?”

“everything.”

you looked back up at him and locked eyes. for the first time—you smiled. a gentle, soft, genuine smile appeared on your surprisingly still moisturized lips. he was almost taken aback by it, shocked at how much your smile became a rare sight to see now. it has been way too long. your smile lasted only a second longer before you looked away from his face and at his body. you reached your right hand out to grab the strap of his bulletproof vest. you played with the flashlight with your thumb, as if you were a little child with a toy.

“how heavy is it?” you asked.

“not that heavy,” he said.

you knew he was smirking, and you couldn’t help but laugh at how stupid this was. you looked at his face and raised an eyebrow. “i can see you breaking a sweat though,” you said, leaning in closer. you were just joking, of course, and it was an invitation to just be at ease and not at each other’s throats.

a lighthearted mood settled in between the two of you. “it’s not ‘cause of the vest, but because of you,” said carlos.

“… i always hated your pickup lines,” you said, smiling again.

“at least they get you to smile.”

“yeah, right.”

you suddenly tugged on the vest, bringing him down to your height while almost pressing him up against you. he placed both hands on either side of you to not fall on top of you and crush you.

you let go of the vest by slowly sliding your hand down the front of it, all the while looking up at him through your lashes. although you were tired, dirty, and smelled a bit bad due to the zombie guts and running around, he still thought you were gorgeous. carlos swallowed the built-up saliva in his mouth, only to quickly bend over the other way and start coughing into his fist. you sat there a bit shocked but with an amused expression on your face.

“am i that vile to you that you choked on your spit?” you laughed.

you placed a hand on his shoulder, only to move it down to his back to start hitting it gently to stop the coughing session. he let out a deep breath once he was finally finished, and turned his head to look at you. carlos saw the tiniest look of concern dancing in your eyes.

“you alright?” you asked.

he smiled at you as he leaned back on the couch. “as long as my vile wife is with me, i’m fine,” he flirted but joked at the same time.

you couldn’t help but roll your eyes at what he said, only to laugh a little right after. carlos felt at ease hearing you laugh, which helped boost his ego up a bit when he went to move his arm behind you and place his hand on your hip. you didn’t say anything as he pulled you closer to him. it felt weird to be close to him like this again. after months of being away without any communication, and the tension between the two of you the past few days—it was going to be weird. but you felt safe and comfortable. you looked up at him and into those dark eyes. he always cracked underneath your gaze. he couldn’t stare at you for too long before having to look somewhere else. you were the only woman to have this effect on him. to play better at his own game; his own flirtatious game. but it only helped his confidence to know that you were letting on. he was coming back into your life as your husband again.

he looked back at you quickly, fearing that if he strayed his gaze away for too long that you wouldn’t be there anymore. but there you were, smiling softly. he cracked again. you were just so beautiful.

“carlos…” you spoke his name as if it was the first time you heard it. he moved his head down to yours and you stayed. you didn’t move away. this was the perfect moment. he grabbed your cheek and placed a gentle kiss on your lips. you kissed back eagerly. your lips were still so soft and so moisturized. it felt amazing. when he pulled away, he couldn’t help but move back in for more.

he peppered kisses from your mouth to your chin, then down to your neck and the place behind your ear which always made you gasp and moan. his kisses only grew more eager and lust-driven. but you couldn’t do it here, not now! you moved your head so your lips could connect one more time before you grabbed his arm and stopped him. he rested his forehead against yours and stayed looking at your lips.

“baby—“ you said but got cut off.

“shut up.” carlos said and went back to work. he laid you on the couch and feverishly kissed you again. he moved his hands down to your shirt and rode it up, exposing your stomach and bra. you bit your lip to suppress a moan and placed your arm over your mouth to make sure it didn’t split out. carlos only moved your arm away and you gave him a serious look.

“we can’t,” you whispered. “it’s too risky.”

“i don’t care,” he said, kissing you. “i have to scratch fucking my wife in a apocalypse off my bucket list.” you cursed him as you laughed.

carlos moved you off the couch and bent you over it as he came up from behind you. you looked over your shoulder and frowned. “on the floor? really?” you asked.

he shrugged his shoulders. “you were going to fall off eventually. you know me,” you muttered a “shut up”. you couldn’t take him seriously at times, especially now. he hooked his fingers on your pants and underwear, making sure to slide both of them down at the same time. you were glad he couldn’t see your red face. you became embarrassed when you suddenly heard him laugh.

“a thong? really?” he asked. you rolled your eyes. “were you expecting this to happen?” carlos only continued. you wanted to hit him. when you didn’t give him a reaction, he only retaliated by spreading your legs a little wider and slipping a finger easily inside of your already dripping cunt. you laid your head on your hands and let out a shaky sigh. he smiled to himself. he pumped his finger in and out of you slowly. you could feel the roughness of his fingerless gloves against your thighs. it only made this feeling better.

you turned your head and pouted. “please, carlos…” you sighed. “just fuck me already.”

he pulled his finger out and ran it along the inner part of your thigh, making you shiver. “well since you asked so nicely…” he said, moving his finger away. you heard him unzipping his pants and some shuffling. you felt the tip of his cock enter you, but he didn’t move.

you rolled your eyes. “carlos if you don’t fucking—“ he shut you up by thrusting into you, and you gasped. he covered your mouth immediately and brought you up to his chest.

“we don’t want tyrell to hear you now,” he said, fucking you even harder. “it’ll be embarrassing for the both of us.” you couldn’t help it though. as he let go of your mouth, the first thing you did was moan even louder than your gasp. he felt so good you couldn’t even shut up about it.

you leaned your chest back against the couch to get into a more comfortable position, but every time carlos thrust into you, harder and harder, you kept being pushed back against him. he was going to fuck you dumb at this point. and even though he told you to shut up, he was also moaning and grunting, but in a much quieter voice. carlos suddenly stopped and slipped his dick out of you. you were going to turn and face him but he only moved you off of the couch and onto the floor.

your back was now on the floor with your legs spread just a little. carlos grabbed your pants and underwear again and moved them down to your ankles just to take them off, not bothering to do the same with your shoes. he just wanted the clothes out of his way. you brought your finger up to your lips as he brought you right to him, and slid right back in even more. you bit hard and moaned. carlos’ grip around your hips tightened as he fucked even harder and faster. his hair stuck to his face and his mouth couldn’t and wouldn’t stay shut.

“carlos—“ you moaned, reaching your hands up to his face. you cupped his cheeks and brought his head down to yours, immediately kissing him to shut the both of you up. your saliva mixed with his as your tongues clashed against each other. you moaned at how good everything felt. how good he was at making every part of your body sweat and shake. your cunt clenched around his dick and that is when he bit on your bottom lip in response.

your hand snaked around the back of his neck and you dug your nails into it in response, but it wasn’t hard enough to hurt him. carlos kissed you one more time and then pulled away from your lips. your bottom lip throbbed just like your cunt and you only felt more pleasure from it. carlos started to go faster, and your body twisted from it. fuck, fuck, fuck you were close and you know he knew too. carlos’ breathing became heavier and your moans only became louder.

he bucked his hips into yours and groaned. “you really love being loud,” he moaned. you hummed and went to grab your tits, massaging them as he continued fucking you.

“mmm—you make me feel so good, how am i supposed to keep my mouth shut?” you managed to say, only to moan right after. carlos laughed and shook his head. within the next minute, you felt yourself become more sensitive to any touch or movement carlos made. you felt yourself. you were going to cum any minute.

you put your arm over your mouth and cried. “yes—yes! right there! oh fuck!” you moaned as he kept his pace fast and steady. “yes!” you cried as you moaned. carlos needed to hold himself together. he couldn’t cum in you but at the same time, he wanted to so bad. ugh, fuck it. with a few more hip thrusts, carlos came inside of you, becoming still as a rock as he finally had his orgasm. you followed too, and you grabbed his face to kiss him again just to conceal your moans. you were loud when you came but this time you had to keep quiet (even though you already failed at that).

when you finally stopped, you leaned your head down on the floor again and started to breathe heavily. carlos slipped out of you and fell back on his butt. he needed a breather from that fuck. it was so good, so passionate, so raw. it took him out more than killing fucking zombies did. but it has been too long and you two needed to head back inside again. carlos pulled his pants back up and zipped them. he looked at you only to see you were still laying there with your legs wide open. you were too exhausted to do anything.

he moved over to you and grabbed your knees, closing your legs together and placing his head on top of them. he smirked at you and you looked away. you were too flushed and a bit embarrassed right now.

“round two?” he teased. you only moved your legs as you lay on your side, flashing him a playful look. carlos only grabbed your arms and pulled you up. you placed your head on your legs now and smiled. “thanks,” you said, looking up at him.

carlos became confused. “for what?”

“for reminding me of how much i missed your cock,” you joked, standing up now. you heard carlos laugh at both your joke and how you wobbled over to your pants and underwear. you sat down on the couch and slid them back on with your shoes still on you. you made sure the both of you look presentable enough before walking back inside the room jill and tyrell were in. he greeted the both of you with a smile and a “hey” before going back to work on his computer.

carlos took a seat next to him as you took yours next to jill. you were monitoring her, and as you started to unhook her from the iv bag that she no longer needed, tyrell leaned in close to carlos with a small smirk on his face. “she that good?” he asked. carlos looked at him and scoffed before lightly punching his shoulder.

“shut up, man…” he muttered. you stopped what you were doing and turned to look at them. tyrell was snickering to himself while carlos gave you a quick wink. you only blushed and turned back to jill. motherfucker.

—

waiting around hoping for something to happen isn’t ideal, especially since the government was going to bomb raccoon city soon. you and carlos left tyrell in charge to look after jill since she was recovering well, and the two of you headed off into the lab to start looking for another vaccine. you weren’t sure if there were any left, truthfully, but if you had to make it from scratch then so be it.

everything was going smoothly up until the two of you got ambushed by the undead. you were forced to split up, and ever since then, you’ve been wandering around the halls alone. you knew where you were going, but you feared that carlos would be lost. if only you kept the radio. you decided that you needed to stop waiting around for carlos, and instead start going after the vaccine. you needed to get it before anybody else—if there even is another person lingering down here…

you finally arrived at the storage room in front of the lab and you quickly headed towards the lift. you didn’t see anybody on your way here so you thought to yourself that you were the only one. that is until the lift reached the monitor room and there stood nicholai with his hands behind his back looking right at you. “there’s the woman of the hour,” he said, walking towards you. you quickly got off the lift and headed to him as well, glaring straight into his eyes.

“what’re you doing here?” you asked. “there’s no business for you here.”

he looked you up and down before walking past you. “last night i saw you get bit,” nicholai turned around to see your confused and shocked expression.

“how?” you snapped, coming up to him. “i was alone. carlos wasn’t even there—“

“you forget that i’m a monitor. i watch,” he said, fully turning around to meet your eyes. “and you were stupid enough to forget that i could see you wrapping that bite up in that train.”

you bit the inside of your lip harshly and it almost bled. nicholai laughed at your shaken appearance. and to add it all on top, he placed a hand on your shoulder and smirked at you. “umbrella already knows of this. your body is a natural resistor to the virus. they would be so glad to hear from you—“

he got cut off when the power suddenly went out. you could still feel his hand on your shoulder, so you slapped it away and gave him a hard punch in the face. you surprised yourself by managing to land the blow. nicholai groaned in pain as he fell to the floor. it was still dark so you could barely see him. but then you felt him grab your leg and forcibly trip you. you yelled as you fell and landed on your bitten arm. you felt blood squeeze out at the pressure which only made you hiss at the pain.

“stupid bitch,” he muttered under his breath. he got on top of you and grabbed your neck, squeezing it. you reacted quickly, and as he struggled to strangle you, your hands felt around his waist area and grabbed the knife he had in his pocket. you grabbed it and stabbed him in the leg. nicholai screamed in pain and you then scooted away from him. you backed into the wall, breathing heavily and gasping for air. fuck it burned. you still had the knife in your hands, and you gripped tightly onto it as you stood up and made your way toward him. he was visible now in the dark. you finally managed to get a grip on your surroundings.

nicholai got up from the floor right as you tried getting a swing at his neck. he grabbed your wrist harshly and under his grip slowly started to crush it. you screamed in pain and fear as he brought the knife closer to you instead. but then the lights turned on, and he suddenly pushed you away. he ran to the sliding door and you quickly followed after him. you were going to kill that son of a bitch. as you slipped through the doors, jill came up on the platform, managing to catch a glimpse of your labcoat and hair.

“y/n!” she yelled, but you didn’t hear her. the doors shut and locked behind you and it was just you and nicholai. but in a twisted turn of events, he suddenly pressed a button he had in his hand, and down came the doors. you rushed to it and banged hard on it.

“i’ll get you, you bastard!” you yelled. “you fucking hear me?!” but he didn’t answer. you knew the lab like the back of your hand, so you turned around and ran down another big white hallway. you ran into a black door and you slammed it open. all you had with you was this fucking knife and a bitten hand. you were screwed. this place was crawling with the undead. but you were here, so you had to do something. you walked into the supply room at the end of the hall to find some bandages. yours was dirty and bloody again. when you took them off, you saw how bad your hand had got. your fingers were way too skinny and your hand seemed to have shrunk a little. what the fuck?

you quickly found some bandages and wrapped up your hand again. you left the room holding it as if you had broken it. you realized after all the adrenaline that there wasn’t much feeling to it anymore. you walked up the stairs in pain and fear. the vaccine synthesis room was only down the hall. you saw no infected around, but right as you got up to the door, you suddenly heard the sound of a few behind you. you didn’t bother turning your head to look at them. you only busted into the room with fear and shut the door behind you. you walked straight towards the machine and looked around the table. there were no materials. your breathing became heavier as you looked around the room for any materials. nothing. fucking nothing.

you fell to the floor crying and you slammed your okay hand on the ground. “fuck!” you yelled. you knew there were some in badly infected areas, but you couldn’t go there like this. you were dying, you knew it. suddenly the door busted open and jill came in with her gun aimed. you looked up at her in awe as she came down to you.

“fuck, are you hurt?” she asked, bringing you to your feet. you shook your head as she brought you to the chair nearby to sit on.

“the vaccine…” you started. “the materials aren’t in here.”

“that’s alright,” she said, placing her gun back in its holster. “i’ll go get it.”

“you don’t understand—“

“y/n, i’ve gone through worse shit. just tell me where to fucking get it and what the fuck it is,” she cut you off.

you stared at her in shock for a second only to let out a small laugh at her attitude. you enjoyed how brave she was. you sat there explaining to her where and what to get. you needed an antigen and adjuvant for it to work, but they were far from each other in deeply overrun areas. but jill didn’t care though. she only thanked you and walked out the door, only to come running back in to grab a usb drive by the computer. you laughed again at her.

—

an hour later jill came back with what you needed. she only had a few scratches on her but that didn’t matter. you told jill you would meet up with her and carlos later while you worked on this vaccine now that she had gotten rid of the infected around the area. but before she left, you told jill that there was a weapon in the lab that could destroy nemesis once and for all.

“if you can’t shake it off of you, head to that room. you will finally get rid of it there,”

and then she left. you spent the next few minutes finishing the vaccine. and as you held that bright pink tube up to your face a thought came to your mind—maybe it could help you. raccoon city was going to be a goner either way. you were still alive. everything else was gone. you needed it more, right? you looked around for a needle and managed to find one. but as you held it up, you felt like you couldn’t do it. you finally got jill’s trust and carlos back in your life. you couldn’t do it.

you threw the syringe on the floor and left the room. there was a helicopter up on the roof you could hijack and prepare for the three of you to leave. you knew a shortcut—an elevator that took you straight up there. you walked into the hallways and went through a door at the end of one of them. there was an elevator that took you up to the roof. you arrived in a minute, and there was the helicopter. you ran up to it only to be caught off guard by a gunshot. nicholai came charging at you, and you took out the knife again. he knocked you down to the ground but without getting sliced across the arm for it.

“you’re strong for somebody who is infected!” he said, sitting on top of you again. this time he grabbed the knife from your hand and threw it away, breaking your wrist in the process. you screamed and tried rolling away from him, but it hurt so bad. you started to cry and push him away with your other hand, but that one was already weak and “decayed”. nicholai grabbed your throat and raised your head from the ground, banging it onto the floor below. you screamed even more, but before he could do it again, he suddenly got shoved off of you.

you kept your eyes shut in fear and pain. your head hurts so bad. your arms were on fire. you wanted to die than continue living in this painful hell. you opened up your eyes to see carlos beating the living shit out of nicholai. but they kept turning and fighting each other it all became a blur to you. your head felt like it was about to explode. and eventually, you passed out for a few seconds only to wake up again to feel somebody searching your body. you opened your eyes to expect carlos, only to come face to face with nicholai. he grabbed the vaccine from your pocket, but at that moment it wasn’t the thing concerning you. you rolled to see where carlos was, only to find his body not moving on the ground.

“carlos!” you yelled. you could see the faint moving of his chest, so you remained calm. at least he was still alive. behind you, you heard jill run-up to the three of you. she yelled incoherent words since you kept slipping in and out of consciousness. the only thing you managed to make out was a gunshot and the sound of some glass breaking. there was so much going on as you heard some more struggling and another gunshot. then everything went quiet. carlos suddenly appeared above you and he bent down to pick you up.

“everything’s going to be okay now,” he said, lifting you. he helped you inside of the helicopter and you laid your head down on jill’s lap. you couldn’t bring yourself to move much.

“the vaccine?” you managed to ask.

“gone,” said jill in an angry voice.

you didn’t reply to her. that’s what the glass was, huh? you shut your eyes and let silent tears spill down your cheeks. your hand, your legacy, your life… all gone.

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a week passed after you returned home. the government was still forcing you to go through some regulations, but you didn’t mind since you and carlos were back in your home. he questioned your hand a few times but you told him that it was still healing after getting it caught in a fence while running through raccoon city. you didn’t have the heart still to tell him that you had gotten bit and were still living. you added to the lie saying after you went to the government hospital, they bandaged and sewed your hand back up. he believed you—of course, he believed you.

at the end of the week, in the middle of the night, you received a phone call. it was your house phone, not your phone. you knew who it was already. you got up from bed slowly and walked to the dresser by the window. it was an unknown number, but you still picked it up.

“hello?” you asked while walking out of the room. carlos was a heavy sleeper so he wouldn’t notice you gone for a few minutes. you walked out into the hall and into an empty room filled with boxes. you sat in the rocking chair by the window and looked out into the street. nobody was out there.

“you made it out, bitten and still alive,” the man on the other side of the phone exclaimed. “how?”

you leaned into the rocking chair and smiled. “don’t know, don’t care,” you said.

“has it spread?”

“a little. the blackness reached my wrist and my fingers are stiff.”

“and your other hand?”

“the wrist is broken but it should heal in a few weeks. nothing to worry about.”

“and the vaccine?”

“destroyed by nicholai.”

“good. we can fix that hand of yours too and take a sample for some experimenting.”

you shut your eyes and relaxed into the seat. the man on the other side muttered a few things and you could hear the tip-tapping of his keys. after a few seconds of silence he spoke up again. “we’re expecting you back at work soon,” he said.

“umbrella is gone. i cannot continue my work there anymore,” you said. “everything perished from that fucking bomb.”

“you won’t be working with them anymore, you’ll be working with me.”

“and what will i gain from working with you?”

“the power you never had from umbrella.”

you suddenly heard your bedroom door creaking open. you heard as carlos’ footsteps started coming towards the door. you panicked. “one second,” you said as carlos opened up the door a bit wider to the room you were in. you looked at him with a small smile on your lips. he looked exhausted.

“you’re up,” he said, leaning against the doorframe. “whose calling you so late?”

you brought the phone down to your lap and sighed. “one of the government workers,” you groaned. “they need our passports tomorrow.”

“couldn’t they have waited in the morning?” you rolled your eyes at him and laughed. he came up next to you and leaned down to kiss your forehead. you felt so bad. “i’ll be waiting in bed then.”

you nodded your head and watched as he left the room. you listened closely to the sound of his footsteps as they disappeared and you brought the phone back up to your ear. “so?” the man asked.

“alright,” you said, getting up from the chair. “next time don’t call my house phone in the middle of the night.”

he didn’t say anything and hung up the phone. you hated blonde men. you went through the phone and deleted the number from the call history just in case. you walked back into your bedroom and placed the phone on its stand. carlos had his eyes shut but you know he was still awake. you crawled back into bed and into his embrace, placing your head on his chest. he wrapped his arms around you tightly and pressed another kiss on the top of your head.

“hey, y/n,” he started, looking down at you. you hummed in response.

“why are you lying to me again?”

ch. 1 and 2

bonus chapter party people?

ALSO THANK YOU FOR READING MY SERIES AND KEEPING UP WITH THE BULLSHIT UPDATING SCHEDULE 😭 I LOVE YOU ALL !!!

#carlos x reader #carlos oliveira x reader #carlos oliveira #umbrella #re3 #resident evil 3 #re3r #resident evil 3 remake #female reader #poc reader #mixed reader #2nd pic #smut

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acidh2otoby · 1 year

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Can't Let You Go

Carlos Oliveira x Male!Reader

Warnings: Injury, death, angst

Won 2nd place from this post.

You didn't expect to spend almost four days trying to survive and escape a zombie infested city but that's what happened. You were a U.B.C.S. soldier and your platoon was sent in to save people but that didn't work out. As far as you were concerned, the only people alive were you, Carlos, Tyrell, Jill, and Nicholai.

You and Carlos had started dating a few months back but kept it completely secret due to most people still not being the most supportive of gay people. The confession and dates and such were done in the privacy of either yours or Carlos' apartments. You loved Carlos to death and would do anything for him and you knew he'd do the same, even if you weren't dating.

Carlos had informed you and Tyrell about what he found in Nathaniel Bard's office in the hospital and wanted one of you to go with him and one of you to stay with Jill. You decided to go with Carlos since Tyrell looked like he could use the break. That was unfortunately the last time you both saw Tyrell.

The underground lab was full of zombies but you both managed but ended up nowhere near getting a vaccine or anything. You both found yourselves helping Jill fight the monster Nemesis from a control panel. Then chasing down Nicholai since he stole the vaccine Jill made and was about to leave the three of you to die.

Carlos had gotten to him first and put up a fight but Nicholai managed to get the upper hand and knocked Carlos out. You tried to attack him with your knife but that also didn't work out. Nicholai shot you in the abdomen, you fell backwards and tried to stop the bleeding by forcefully holding the bullet wound.

Your hearing and vision became somewhat of a blur and you heard a few gunshots near you until you felt someone grab you and hold you. The person held you tight and was saying something but couldn't hear it at first. Your vision cleared a bit and you saw Carlos, he looked scared and a little tired.

"Hey, (Y/N). Can you hear me?" Carlos asked, cupping your face.

You nodded before coughing up some blood, Carlos put some pressure on the wound once he saw where it was.

"Listen, you're gonna be okay. I'm... I'm gonna get you out of here, I'll take you to a hospital and everything will be okay." Carlos said, his voice becoming shaky.

"Carlos..." You muttered, knowing that none of that was gonna happen. "Stop lying..."

"I'm not. Come on, I've gotta--" Carlos tried to pick you up.

"No, just go." You said, pushing Carlos away a little.

"I'm not leaving you here." Carlos said, still trying to pick you up.

"Carlos, there isn't time." You said before coughing again. "Just go, please."

Carlos began to protest again but you stopped him by kissing him, making his full attention go to you.

"I love you, but I'd love you more if you'd go and find someone better for you." You said, trying to smile.

Carlos shook his head before Jill grabbed him and started pulling him away. Carlos kept saying stuff but you were too tired to listen or watch.

Things went silent after the helicopter left, it was just you all alone. You didn't know where Nicholai went off to but because of how silent it was, you were assuming he died or managed to get away. The sun was starting to rise and you had just enough strength to find where the sun was and watch it rise before nothing. No more pain, no light, no sound, nothing.

You were gone.

Carlos and Jill were still in the helicopter but had found a place to land and stay for a little. They had been quiet since landing but they both knew why. Jill was the first one to even say anything.

"I'm sorry." Jill said before sighing. "I'm sorry for everything."

"It isn't your fault. It'd be one thing if you made the virus but you didn't." Carlos replied, he wasn't the same since he left.

"That (Y/N) guy, he a good friend of yours?" Jill asked, she didn't see much of you except at the end.

Carlos was just about to say "Yes" but stopped himself and decided to just be honest. "A little more than friends. We, uh... we were boyfriends." Carlos said, avoiding eye contact with Jill.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't know." Jill said, she sounded like she was about to cry.

"No one knew. We kept it a secret because we didn't wanna risk either one of us getting hurt." Carlos said, shrugging a little.

Jill didn't say anything after that, she felt terrible about everything. Carlos was grieving in a silent way but he was still upset. He didn't know how he could move on, or even if he could.

#gay #resident evil #male reader #carlos oliveira

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ivy-loves-chocolate · 3 years

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How abt a nikolai x reader ( no angst plz)

Sure :). I didn’t know what type did you want, so i did some headcanons.

Warnings: fluff.

Being in a relationship with Nikolai would include:

His job as a double agent takes a lot of his time, so seeing him is a luxury. However, when he gets his hands on her he will become glued to her body. Expect random hugs, kisses, and small bites across the skin. (Not to leave marks, she’s so dearly to him he could eat her up). He likes to feel her body close to him because it reminds him that there is someone in this world that cares about him not just because of money.

He doesn’t talk too much about his job because let’s face it, it’s pretty dark. He’ll try to avoid the subject as much as possible. His s/o would give up eventually.

On the rare occasions he’s at home, he likes to cook some food for his s/o, especially some traditional food from his country (because even if he doesn’t admit it, he still misses his home). He actually likes to teach some of his culture to his s/o, like traditions, dishes, and even vocabulary. Nikolai can be a tease sometimes meaning he’ll start to talk randomly, maybe even in the middle of the conversation, in his mother language and watch his s/o frown her brows trying to understand.

What he does drains him and he needs some comfort, so he will call his s/o from work when he can. He’ll speak on such a lovely, calm tone that his teammates won’t recognize it’s actually his voice. They know little details about her because Nikolai doesn’t want to mix his job with his personal life, so he will end up shutting them up every time.

Speaking of mixing work with personal life, he knows the difference very well between them. He doesn’t get emotionally involved with his job, while he pours his heart in the relationship. If he could quit he would, but he knows he has a responsibility now. Not like she could provide for herself, but Nikolai tends to think that it’s a man’s responsibility to assure financial support for both. Besides, he really likes to spoil her. Her happy, tearful look when Nikolai surprises her with the finest things it’s everything to him. It’s more than any job in the world.

He will read to her until she falls asleep. It doesn’t matter if it’s a book in English or Russian or in any other language because of his voice. His smooth, husky voice filled with a heavy accent will put her to sleep immediately, and there is no better feeling in the world than falling asleep in Nikolai’s arms.

#resident evil #nikolai zinoviev #nicholai ginovaef #nikolai zinoviev x reader #nicholai x reader #resident evil 3 #resident evil 3 remake

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ravenrune · 2 years

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How do you think Nikolai would respond to having a s/o with a photographic memory? Is he impressed or is he put off and more guarded as a result?

I like this! I am so sorry I only just saw this. I'll do some headcanons, thank you for the original request. :)

✫ Nikolai is definitely very impressed. He had no idea what a photographic memory is really like, and cannot believe the details you remember about what goes on in the world around you.

✫ He thinks it's quite handy at times. He even gets a bit lazy now and then, because he knows that whatever he forgets, you will remember.

✫ Sometimes he will randomly move objects in the house, just to see if you notice straight away that something has changed. You always do, and it never ceases to amaze him. Especially since he won't just move a large vase or slightly change the position of the television; he will also move small items that nobody else would notice have been moved.

✫ He does, indeed, become a little bit more guarded. He's good at keeping things a secret, but knowing you'll remember everything - and in great detail to boot - does make him feel like he needs to be even more careful around you. Not because he doesn't trust you, but because he fears that if you find out about the things he's up to, you'll leave him.

✫ At the end of day, Nikolai thinks there are many more pros than cons to your 'special talent' as he calls it, so he tries to just enjoy it. After all, he does care about you, and well... sometimes it comes in handy for him, too. Nikolai would never shy away from taking advantage of someone else's skills if it benefits him.

#resident evil #nicholai ginovaef #nicholai ginovaef x reader #nikolai zinoviev #nikolai zinoviev x reader #ravenrune writes

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lunarastrobabe · 3 years

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Fics will be uploaded this coming month!!

#resident evil #leon kennedy #leon s kennedy #ada wong #piers nivans #jill valentine #claire redfield #carlos oliveria #x reader #chris redfield #albert wesker #rebecca chambers #william birkin #nicholai ginovaef #ethan winters #luis sera #jake muller

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voidwritesstuff · 4 years

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Request Resident evil 3 Nicholai x female reader? Maybe reader is also UBCS?

Discussions

(Nicholai Ginovaef X Reader).

Hope you like it!! I had fun doing this one

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--I am not convinced of Ms Valentine...

--Youre never convinced of anyone nicholai...--(y/n) said looking up from her rifle as she re-loaded It.

The russian growls and sits on the trian,humping his leg with a scowl.

The woman sighs and shakes her head mimicking her companion and taking a Seat Next to him.

--I know something is up, tell me

(Y/n) has always been keen on picking up social cues,and its one of the few,if not only one, that has been able to grow somewhat closer to nicholai without getting a punch in the face.

He was misterious and grumpy,somehow it was attractive to her, but even with everything she had done for him he still kept secrets from her.

--Its none of your bussiness...

--Oh youre gonna sass me now huh?

Her tone is teasing, the Man sighs and looks at her--Thats not what I meant and you know it

She chuckles and shakes her head--Look we are almost done here, Jill gets this thing running and we Will be out of here in a flash

The russian Man nodds with a certain heavy feeling in his chest and turning his gaze to another thing,literally anything that would distract his mind from his companion.

For once in his Long run of work he developed feelings for someone, god forbid it yet here he was.

He was trained to Keep cool in stressing situations,how to disarm Someone,yet here he was unable to Keep his mind off of her.

Even before raccoon city, before deployment he couldnt Keep his shit togheter around her, and for a period of time he could play it off.

But now?, mikhail,Carlos and tyrell were planning to rescue a doctor, Jill was nowhere to be seen and here he was, regretting what he was about to do.

--Can I tell you something?

Its alarming how he stutters at the beginning of the sentence.

--Hmm?sure whats up?

He opens his mouth to say something yet nothing comes out of it.

--Nicholai you okay?

--Da...just trying to find the right words to say it

--right...its not like you're about to confess your love for me or something--(y/n) tries to make him laugh,or snort or just scowl,but the color of her face drains as she sees him look away--R right?

'To hell with it'the russian turns to his companion and kisses her.

Hes not used to taking risks so big like these,but words werent going to cut It.

He awaits the worst before she kisses back, hugging his neck and leaning in.

--oh sorry do I interrupt something?

Jill said.

Nicholai jumps back as (y/n) cant help but let out a strendous cackle while the Mans cheeks go red.

--Right...ill give you guys privacy

The stars soldier walks away leaving a very flustered nicholai.

Well damn.

#nicholai ginovaef #nicholai zinoviev #x reader #resident evil 3 remake #resident evil #nicholai Ginovaef x reader #re3

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weskerssunglasses · 2 years

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Can I request nsfw alphabet for Nikolai pretty please c:

Ofc 😩 I was waiting for a Nikolai ask 👀

Rating: 18+

A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)

Honestly... aftercare really isnt his thing. Like he'll make sure you're okay and all, but if you want specific aftercare things you'll have to directly tell him. He's pretty emotionally stunted though and thinks overt affection after sex is silly, so he may tease you depending on what you ask for.

B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)

Favorite part of him: His eyes. Part of why he's such a convincing liar in his job is because of his stupid little doe eyes.

Favorite part of you: Your hips/stomach, especially if you're on the thicc side.

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

Likes finishing in your mouth the most. One, it's a power/control thing, and two he just thinks it's hot when you choke on it.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

Hmmm... Nikolai doesn't really have a "Dirty Secret" per se (we all know he's a dirty old bastard) but a fantasy of his he tries to keep quiet about is making a sex tape.

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)

He's pretty experienced. The more into his mercenary work the less time he had for... private endeavours, so he may be a little rusty but he definitely knows what he's doing.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Anything that has him on top and in control; I think he'd be most interested in doggy style.

G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

Definitely more serious. Especially since he's into some particularly sketchy stuff, he's gotta take most of it seriously.

H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps it clean and all but doesn't really groom down there unless you really want him to. Tbh he's probably got some notion in his head that grooming down there is a "girly" thing 💀

I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

....c'mon. It's Nikolai. I think the only time he'd be "sappy" during sex is if it's after you almost died/got seriously hurt.

J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Surprisingly doesn't do it much? Like yeah, sure, he's got needs and all but his sex drive when alone is pretty low. (He isn't opposed to being watched by you tho 👀 Do what you will with that information)

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Anything that involves giving pain/making you bleed (unrelated but please please please someone request a knife kink thing with krauser)

hhhj likes being called sir imo

Tbh its pretty broad; like he's down to try most things as long as he can remain in charge

Try to handcuff him to the headboard while he's distracted and get your revenge tho 🙏

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Home (obv)

Phone sex in risky areas

Not above pulling you into a dark alley to have some fun

Shower, though it's kind of a fall hazard

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

Lingerie and dirty talk mostly. It's not hard to get him riled up, so showing a little skin and teasing him a bit is a surefire way to get his time to yourself.

N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)

Things that take far too long to set up safely, like suspension, latex (but that's mostly because he can't stand the feeling of it), complicated bondage, etc. He's also turned off by the whole catgirl/catboy thing. If he finds you with a pair of cat ears on he's gonna laugh at you.

O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Prefers receiving. His whole thing is power and control and there is just something so perfect about being able to grab your hair and make you please him how he wants. Don't expect him to go easy on you either; if you can still comfortably talk afterwards he did something wrong.

As far as giving, he will, but he doesn't prefer it. However, he does secretly like having your thighs squeeze around his head and neck; he'd never admit it though.

P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)

Nikolai definitely doesn't like being gentle. Like.. he can. He just doesn't prefer it, so he's pretty rough and aggressive. beat that pussy up!!

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He's not a fan. He likes to get mean and draw it out, so quickies aren't really something he entertains. If you're both really busy though he's down for a few; just make sure you're ready for your next session being extra long.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He likes a reasonable amount of risk. Like he wont do anything in a relatively public setting, but an alley or deserted bathroom is up for grabs. He's also totally down to experiment, you just have to ask.

S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

He can go for pretty long, but it varies on how tired and/or motivated he is. If he's raring to go you're gonna be in for a couple good rounds 👀

T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He's not really a fan of toys. He's worried a vibrator would upstage him 🤧

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

Oh god he's evil. At baseline he likes making you squirm and beg before he actually pleases you, and god help you if you've caught an attitude towards him.

V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

Aside from dirty talk, he doesn't make much noise until he's cumming. He lets out this deep growls that are just,, 🤤

W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

He likes to shove his face in your neck or shoulder and digs his nails into your hips when he finishes 😳

X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)

[I'm leaving out x because these kind of descriptions make me cringe i'm sorry]

Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

Not very high naturally but he gets enticed easily. Nice lingerie has him going feral, especially if it highlights your softer spots.

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

Literally he makes sure you're good and passes tf out...

#some of these repeat because I wrote them out of order lmao #resident evil x reader #resident evil #resident evil fanfiction #resident evil ask blog #anon ask #nicholai zinoviev x reader #nikolai zinoviev x reader #nicholai ginovaef #nikolai zinoviev #is it nikolai or nicholai???#nikolai resident evil #nicholai resident evil

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alessiathepirate · 7 months

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Resident Evil 3 Remake

THE PRICE OF LIFE: Nikolai Zinoviev/Nicholai Ginovaef x fem!reader

Summary: Nicholai was too interesting to not care about. He was too interesting to be left behind - maybe she cares a bit too much.

Notes: English isn't my first language. I apologize for any mistake I made while I wrote this short story.

My Russian isn't the best, I only know a few words in that language so I used Google translator to help me. If something isn't correct and/or something is used in the wrong context, please tell me so I can learn and improve :)

Warnings: mentioned wounds, referenced manipulation (only vaguely, you have to decide what it really is), slightly unhealthy relationship tropes

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Nicholai was a very calculated man.

She was very well aware of that fact as soon as she first saw him and talked to him. He knew what to expect from her, when to expect it and how to use that knowledge in his favor. She knew that it was a very useful skill to have, especially in a situation like theirs.

That was until she figured out another thing about him.

Nicholai was also a man mostly driven by greed and power.

And greed mixed with the ability to deduce someone's next move and worth was a pretty dangerous skill.

He may have been greedy, but he was also too interesting to not care about. She liked to listen to him talk and then understand the meaning of those words, because even if money was clearly the main motivator, he was right. He was a great survivalist who understood the very basic rule of life: no one else's life matters, but your own.

He wasn't an ordinary man she'd meet around every corner and that led to her being too interested in him to leave him alone. Even if Jill didn't trust him, even if he made her leave her friend behind to save her own life - she knew he was right and she was glad she decided to stick with him.

If anyone can make it out of the city alive, it was Nicholai - and perhaps, if she isn't too annoying and boring - she can leave with him too.

It was because of these facts she had managed to know about him that she became scared, doubtful and a bit disappointed. There he was, the man she decided to trust, the man she decided to believe - and he was wounded.

He was wounded, defeated - destroyed because of his own ego. He thought he was clever, he thought he knew Jill Valentine, yet he underestimated her.

She shot him to save her own life - she learned that from Nicholai himself.

"There's a price tag for everything. Even letting the world burn."

Once again, he was right. Even if it wasn't a thing she'd do, it was something others are definitely doing right in that same moment somewhere else.

"Who are you working for?"

Carlos was on his way towards the helicopter and he tilted his head, trying to make a silent sign so she'll get moving and help him. She shook her head and looked at Jill - I can't: that's what her movements said, but I don't want to was what she really wanted to say.

Carlos nodded, seemingly understanding - or misunderstanding - what she meant to say. He thought she tried to look out for Jill, when in reality it was another person she tried to look out for.

"I'll tell you if you get me out of here." that first line was for Jill, she was sure of it, but then his eyes found hers as he continued: "I'll pay you whatever you want."

As Carlos climbed into the helicopter leaving no one to look directly at her, she tilted her head with a small smile.

You'll pay, huh?

She did her best to look inside herself and find her main motivator what followed her throughout the whole night. It was the want and need to survive. And she survived - she was here and Jill will for sure take her out of the city. They were friends and Jill won't rub anything into her face or scream at her saying: 'What did you do to save yourself?' No, she loves her too much for that.

But money? She doesn't want the money. She doesn't need it at all. She won't be able to spend it, knowing at which part of her life she had gotten it.

Respect on the other hand...

"You're a fool. You're a fool!" Jill turned away and walked up to the chopper, she followed her letting Nicholai shout all he wanted - it wasn't the right moment. For a second she couldn't decide who he shouted at, but then realized it was for Jill - it was the performance for Jill. Nicholai would never beg. "If I die you'll never find out the truth."

There it was - the effect he had on her and on her whole being from the first second they've met. She liked him. She respected him. She could love him.

She didn't want him to die. Sure, he'd deserve a punch or two, but not death.

As Jill helped her climb into the chopper she realized that Nicholai knows that. He knows she likes him and respects him and that a part of her wants him in ways she shouldn't. He knew from the first talk they've had that he won't die here - no, because she will be the right escape plan.

"I don't mind a little detective work."

Jill climbed in - she didn't. She sat down, letting her legs dangle. Jill disappeared behind her, deciding to talk to Carlos.

She kept her gaze on Nicholai, who kept pressure on the wound. Their eyes met.

She tried to make herself unreadable, something new and uncertain - she wanted to shock him, surprise him even if she knew nothing can really come as a shock to a man like Nicholai Ginovaef.

She kept her mouth in a straight line, pressured her muscles to keep herself from smiling. But her eyes told him everything he needed to know.

Nicholai smiled and let out a laugh. She didn't laugh with him.

"Did you learn?" the question came as a shock.

Did she?

She learned the basics. She knew what her own life meant and what a good accomplice meant. She learned to survive...

... yet she's about to do something what could kill her.

The answer is no. She didn't learn. Her wants and pure needs were greater than the voice inside her head saying: Go with Jill and repair the friendship as long as it can be repaired.

She didn't want to go with Jill - or Carlos.

The propeller started to move and then the helicopter started to ascend.

Half a meter - for a moment she saw something new on Nicholai's face.

One meter - it looked like pure betrayal.

"Hey, Jill!" she shouted through the sound of the propeller.

"Yeah?"

One and a half meters - she has to make sure they'll go without her.

"Go on a vacation after this!"

"You'll come with me, right?"

Right? She left her when the Nemesis attacked them in the subway. She felt sorry she did that, but she didn't regret it one bit.

She smiled at her friend.

Two meters.

"Go somewhere calm and sunny."

Jill's smile faded. "What do you mean?"

"It was nice to meet you Carlos." she looked at their temporary pilot and then back at her friend. "Have a great life Jill."

"What--"

Two and a half meters. She jumped.

She jumped and she heard Jill scream after her. She jumped and saw as the chopper stopped in the air for a few seconds.

She heard Carlos' voice through the noise, probably explaining that they don't have much time left. They knew that - everyone knew that: Carlos, Jill, Nicholai, herself. She calculated it perfectly.

She landed perfectly with a small, quiet puff.

"You didn't learn at all, did you?"

She made sure the chopper moved away and only then did she start to walk towards Nicholai.

"Sure thing I did." she started, trying to not grin. "You said it yourself, there's a price tag for everything."

Nicholai chuckeled, he understood the reference.

"And I really hope you'll pay me well enough."

She stretched out her arm, letting him grab her hand so she can pull him up.

"What makes you think I will? I could kill you, we could both die here."

She looked up at him when his grip on her hand changed. His hand moved up until it had a firm hold on her wrist.

"We won't die here. I'm pretty sure you have the keys for that other chopper right there." she tilted her head towards it. "You're too calculating to just wait for your own death."

"Why did you jump? You could've escaped with your friends. You have no further use of me just like I have no further use of you."

She looked up at him as if this would be the first time she really looked at him, examining his features, his eyes, his grin. She looked at him and for the first time she really saw what he tried to hide. She saw that he fell into the same trap she did.

"I did it for the same reason you didn't kill me." she started, swallowing, getting herself ready to say the next words: "You like me. And I like you too."

His gaze was cold. It explored her whole being, all the small cuts she had on her face and shoulders.

And he smiled. He smiled like he knows something she doesn't.

"Ty vazhen dlya menya. Ya nenavizhu eto." she didn't understand a word he said even if her heart fluttered at the sudden Russian. "Malen'kiy vyzhivshiy." he grinned.

"So," she began as she swallowed down the softness and hope she felt when he spoke up in Russian - it was pretty attractive just like his accent. "let's get out of here, no?"

His grip tightened even more and for a second she was afraid there'll be an ugly purple mark left behind. Her heartbeat quickened. God he had such a hold on her, on her whole being, he could control her in ways no one else could.

"What'll happen if you're wrong?" he leaned in, she was able to feel his breath on her face and he kept the eyecontact no matter where she looked. "What'll happen then, zólotse? You'll get nothing out of it, no? No money, no man, no life. Nichego."

She didn't hide away. She didn't take a step back. Nicholai wouldn't like that.

No, he wants her to answer, to say something, to prove what she is: is she worthy of survival or is she too shy and meaningless? He wouldn't leave her. It'd hurt him a bit too much, but she'd get a place in his book, a term.

She put one of her hands on his shoulder, her fingertips getting lower, closer to the wound. He took a deep breath - it must've hurt like Hell.

"But I am right. So it doesn't matter, does it?" she watched as her fingertips became red. "And let's be honest if I'd die tonight your money wouldn't be able to buy me back. I'm too interesting to play with, no?"

He liked that. He liked that short challenge. He liked that she didn't back down.

Her hand traveled lower until it reached a pocket. She kept the eyecontact even as she reached in to grab the keys she had suspected were there.

"Let's get going so we won't have to figure out what happens if we both die." she said after she held the keys in her hand.

She took a step back, but he stopped her. Even if he was wounded, he was still strong - stronger than her at least. He pulled her close, much closer than before. He only stopped when they were so close their noses almost touched.

She felt her eyelids get heavy. Her stomach fluttered, her heartbeat quickened. Every instinct in her, every piece of her body told her to get comfortable and get ready. Everything inside her told her to lean closer and kiss him.

But she didn't. And Nicholai didn't move either.

He just smirked and then whispered: "Malen'kaya ved'ma." It sounded like he teased her.

"You really want to die tonight, don't you?" she whispered too. "We should hurry up."

"Fine." he let go of her and then continued to press his hand on his wound.

They walked toward the other chopper and just as they got in, he continued to talk: "Ty mne nravish'sya."

She didn't know what it meant, but it sounded honest and soft - and Nicholai was a pretty rough man. He smiled and so did she.

No one was left behind that night. No one died and no one got paid. Because she didn't want to leave him and he didn't want to let her go.

Nicholai was a man driven by greed. If he found something he liked, he kept it. And he didn't like to share.

#resident evil #resident evil x reader #resident evil 3 #resident evil 3 remake #re3 remake #re3 #nicholai ginovaef #nikolai zinoviev #nicholai ginovaef x reader #nikolai zinoviev x reader #nicholai ginovaef x fem!reader #nikolai zinoviev x fem!reader #jill valentine #carlos oliveira

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damien-mlm · 2 years

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Keeping Myself Alive

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Chapter 4: Old Times

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(4500 words approx.)

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Liam’s hands were all patched up, but Jill was gone, and the two men had no idea where could she be. They couldn’t even hear the monster around anymore.

“Can you reach her on the radio?” Liam asked Carlos, he pressed the radio on his ear and tried to communicate.

“Jill? It’s Carlos, do you copy?” – silence… – “Jill? Jill, can you hear me? Are you there?” – more silence – “Shit, it’s not going through…” – Carlos said at Liam, worry in his eyes.

“We need to go find her-” – Liam started, before being interrupted by the doors opening again, Nicholai and the man from before coming towards them.

“Sub’s ready to depart” said the man, looking at Carlos.

“Thanks, Tyrell” – he said, then turned to Liam expectantly – “You go, get out of here, I can find Jill” – but Liam protested.

“Absolutely not, I’m not leaving the city without her.” – he said with a stern tone. Nicholai scoffed at him.

“Get in the train with the rest of the civilians” – he ordered Liam – “or you’ll end up dead like her” – that struck a nerve in him.

“Yeah, you would know all about that. Wouldn’t you?” – he said as he approached the silver-haired man with big, heavy steps, ready to punch his teeth in. Nicholai, on the other hand, rose his chin and looked at Liam before pulling his gun out and pointing it at his head; earning a reaction out of the two other men in the room.

“Nicholai, calm down, you can’t just kill a civilian!” – Tyrell exclaimed. Carlos was just about to put himself between the two of them until Liam rose his hand at him, making him stop in his tracks. Nicholai seemed amused at this.

“Do you have a death wish, friend? Is that what this is?” – Nicholai mocked, gesturing with his hand at Liam. He didn’t say a word, but the air got suddenly cold.

Liam slowly inched closer to him, closing the space between them. Without breaking eye contact, he pressed his forehead to the barrel of Nicholai’s gun.

“Go ahead, pull that trigger…” – Liam said in a low tone – “See what happens…”

The men stared each other down for a few moments.

‘I know that you know…’

A few seconds later, Nicholai gave a wicked smile and raised the gun away from Liam’s head.

“You are wrong in the head, friend.” – he laughed while putting his gun away – “I like that, keep things fun…” – he smirked, then turned to go back to the subway cars – “Tyrell, Carlos, come with me, there’s been a change of plans.” – he ordered, and disappeared under the stairs, Tyrell eyed Liam with caution before following suit.

Carlos, on the other hand, approached Liam and grabbed him by the shoulders – “What the hell was that?” – he asked Liam – “What Nicholai did was uncalled for, but you…” – he went quiet for a second – “Why did you do that? I thought you wanted to see Jill again…” – Liam looked away, rubbing the back of his neck.

“I’m sorry…” – he said – “I have a short temper and I can be a little impulsive when something gets on my nerves.” – he was a bit embarrassed, and Carlos could see it. He sighed and gave Liam a light tap on the cheek, making him look back at him.

“Just don’t get yourself hurt again, okay?” – he asked – “Jill’s already gonna beat the shit outta me for the state of your hands…” – he laughed – “And she’s gonna put a bullet up my ass if you die on me” – this earned a small laugh from Liam.

“Yeah, you’re probably right” – Carlos smiled at his response, then gestured Liam to go downstairs with him.

Once they entered the car, Mikhail was still sitting, with Nicholai and Tyrell standing close to him. Liam idled around right outside the car while Carlos went to join the other men.

“So, are we ready to depart?” – he asked Mikhail, who gave a small nod.

“Yes, there has been a small change of plans, though. Nicholai and I will escort the civilians out of the city.” – then he gestured at both Carlos and Tyrell – “You two will stay here, there’s orders to rescue Dr. Nathaniel Flint” – Liam froze at the mention of the name. Did he hear that right? He listened closely, never entering the car.

“He’s supposed to have some idea of how to make a vaccine, eradicate this disease…” – Mikhail paused for a second before continuing – “His last given location was in Umbrella’s Central Offices, head there; you might be able to get his exact location within and communicate with him through the building’s security system.” – he explained before giving his final order – “Once you’ve located him, report back to me, we will send a chopper for extraction.”

“Yes, Sir.” – Tyrell and Carlos said in unison, then exited the car. Liam laid against the wall as he saw the two men approach, the subway setting in motion behind them.

“We need to go get Dr. Flint” – Tyrell said to Carlos. He nodded, then turned to look at Liam

“You’re coming with us, Pretty Boy” – he said, jokingly. Then lowered his vision at Liam’s bloody hands – “How are your hands?”

“It was but a scratch” – he answered, grabbing his axe and flipping it in the air for a second before catching it – “See? I can fight” – he said, smirking at Carlos.

“Alright, lovebirds” – Tyrell interrupted – “We gotta go get Flint” – the other two nodded and followed him out of the station. Liam tried his best to play fool, but curiosity got to him.

“So…” – he started – “What do you guys know of this Dr. Flint?... Or is it classified?” – Tyrell and Carlos looked at each other for a second, then Tyrell nodded at the other man, allowing him to speak.

“He’s supposed to be one of Umbrella’s top scientists, and the only one alive in the city who knows how to engineer a cure for the virus.” – Carlos stated as they moved forward, Liam scoffed loudly – “What?” – Carlos asked.

‘Shit’.

“Nothing, just… you would think that somebody as important as him would be out of the city by now…” – Liam said.

‘Nice save’.

“Yeah, well… That’s our job” – Carlos responded – “We’ll find him, and Jill. Then we’ll call for that chopper and get the hell out of here.” – he said, turning to give Liam a small smile. He smiled back for a second, but it faded as soon as Carlos went to look forward again. His mind was racing and he didn’t know what would happen once they found Nathaniel. Once he saw him.

As they pressed on towards their final destination, the population of zombies seemed to get higher and higher. Like they multiplied by the minute, or were drawn to them for some reason.

The three men fought tooth and nail their way through the streets, until the unavoidable happened.

“Shit” – Tyrell cursed – “I’m out of ammo!” – he shouted as he used the butt of his rifle to keep the flesh eaters away from him.

“I’m running low, too!” – Carlos answered, then turned to see Liam pull out his axe from yet another undead head, an idea springing to mind – “Hey Ty! Stab them in the head with you knife!” – he shouted at his partner – “Just don’t get bit!” – Tyrell laughed at that last sentence.

They were a couple blocks away from Umbrella’s Main Office Building, inching their way through the thick swarm of zombies, when the earth shook violently beneath their feet.

“What the fuck?!” – Liam shouted, quickly grabbing Carlos by the arm to keep his balance.

“An earthquake?” – Carlos guessed, stumbling around. Liam shook his head.

“That sounded like and explosion to me…” – he said, Carlos frowned his brows at him.

“Wait, you heard it coming? How-?” – but he was abruptly interrupted by Tyrell’s cries of pain. He had fallen due to the floor shaking, and a bunch of zombies swarmed around him, latching onto him like tics on an old stray dog. – “Tyrell!! No!” – Carlos cried out, shooting a few bullets at the swarm.

“No! Stop!” – Tyrell yelled, taking a hand grenade out of his pocket and pulling on the ring – “Stay away! Don’t waste more bullets on me!” – Carlos saw what he had done; he let out a frustrated grunt and turned to grab Liam’s hand, leading him away from the explosion.

It seemed to clear most of the zombies, just a couple remaining, but far enough to just walk, or rather, run away from. So, they did, and hid in an alley for a minute to catch their breaths.

Carlos leaned against a wall and let himself slide down to the floor, sitting with his head in his hands, still breathing heavy. Liam looked at him with sympathy, and sat down next to him, placing a hand on the other man’s knee.

“I’m sorry…” – he said quietly. Carlos sucked in a breath, lifting his head to look at Liam.

“It’s okay” – he started – “He died like a soldier…” – then he looked away into nothingness – “We have to be prepared and ready to die in action. It’s a part of the job. It’s what we do.” – he said, trying to convince himself that it was okay, that this was all good. Just a casualty. Tyrell would be replaced by another soldier.

‘And if I die, I’ll just be replaced, too…’

Liam frowned as he saw Carlos’ expression. He looked resigned, painfully so. – “And what about his family?” – Liam asked. Carlos turned his head to look at him, genuinely puzzled at the question.

“What about it?” – he asked back.

“I dunno” – Liam shrugged as he answered – “Doesn’t he have somebody waiting for him back home?” – Carlos looked away with a small, breathy laugh escaping his lips.

“I don’t know about him. But most of us don’t...” – he said quietly. Liam inched closer to see Carlos’ face better.

“Do you?” – he asked. Carlos was quiet for a moment.

“No…” – he said without turning to look at Liam. The other man could see his eyes were glossy, though. Carlos felt Liam’s eyes on him, so he run his forearm through his eyes quickly, sucking in a breath through his nose and then turning to face the man with the best fake smile he could muster out. – “And what about you? Anybody waiting for that pretty face to come back home?”

‘Ah, there it is’

“Not really, no.” – Liam answered – “Nobody other than Jill.” – Carlos looked to the side and pursed his lips slightly.

“You two datin’?” – he asked. The question caught Liam so off guard, he couldn’t help but snort at it. – “What?” – Carlos asked, slightly amused at [Y/N]’s reaction.

“Nothing, nothing…” – he said – “Just… you’re unbelievable. You know that, right?” – Carlos looked away sheepishly.

‘Oh, that’s cute’

“And to answer your question, no. We’ve been friends since high-school, though.” – he continued – “We’ve been together through a lot of shit, more than a friend, she’s a sister to me.” – Carlos turned back to look at him as he reminisced about the old times. – “But hey! Now you’ve got somebody!” – Liam said suddenly, giving Carlos a pat on the back. Carlos raised a brow and smiled at him.

“What?” – he asked, even if he knew where this was going; Liam just laughed in return.

“You’re gonna make me say it, huh?” – Liam said, Carlos just looked at him expectantly – “Fine then, I’ll say it. You’ve grown into me, Mophead.” – he continued – “Plus, I’m pretty sure Jill would miss you, too. You’re not allowed to die in battle anymore.” – Carlos looked down and gave the most genuine smile he has given in a long time.

“Same goes to you, Pretty Boy” – he responded – “Don’t go dying on me now, okay?” – there was a palpable sincerity in his words. Liam looked away and down into his hands.

“Yeah, okay…” – he said quietly. Despite de positivity in his words, his tone was the complete opposite. Carlos noticed this, and almost instinctively tried to make things better.

“Let me check your wounds” – he said, reaching for Liam’s hands. The other man quickly flinched away, though; not letting him get close to touching them. Carlos was confused at this sudden reaction, and looked at Liam’s face with a puzzled frown on his own. Liam quickly realized the odd nature in his actions and decided to evade the situation, standing up.

“They’re fine, no need to take a look.” – he said, then offered to help Carlos on his feet. Carlos eyed Liam’s bandaged hand, then his face, then accepted the offer and got up from the ground. – “See? I can lift you up no problem, they don’t even hurt anymore” – Liam said. Carlos found Liam’s need to show him his hands were okay, but not actually letting him see them, kind of weird. He remained quiet about it, though; not wanting to press things too far.

“So… Should we try to find Jill before you continue with the mission?” – Liam asked to break the silence. Carlos nodded at him.

“Yeah, that’s probably a good idea, she will certainly be helpful.” – he responded while checking his rifle for ammo. Liam walked up a few steps ahead of him, almost out of the alley.

“Right then, let’s go find her, then we’ll go get Nathaniel…” – he said without thinking.

“Right…” – Carlos responded, then paused for a second.

‘Wait.’

‘Fuck.’

They both realized of Liam’s error at the same time. Carlos sped his pace up to catch out to Liam. Reaching out to grab on his shoulder – “I didn’t mention Dr. Flint’s first name.” – Carlos said with a stern voice. Liam tensed up and didn’t move a muscle – “Liam …? What do you know?” – He turned his head slowly to look at Carlos, a drop of sweat going down his forehead.

“Uh…” - but Carlos’ gaze was adverted, Liam turned his head back around to look at the source of the distraction, quickly noticing Jill running down the street with the monster right at her ankles.

‘Is that a fucking flamethrower?’ they thought simultaneously. The damn thing was wielding the weapon, spewing flames at Jill furiously.

“Jill!” – Liam exclaimed, both him and Carlos running after her and the beast. – “HEY!” – Liam yelled at it – “Over here, you ugly fuck!” – he said, throwing a piece of debris at it. It seemed to be effective, since the monster turned away from Jill and seemed to be focused on Liam entirely.

“Okay… Now what?” – Carlos asked him, getting ready for orders. The creature slowly walking up to them.

“I-… I, uh...” – Liam stuttered, taking a few steps back.

“You don’t have a plan?!” – Carlos yelled. Then the creature fired at them, both men threw themselves away, barely missed by the flames.

“Go get Jill, I’ll entertain this freak for a while” – Liam said, Carlos protested.

“She’s not the one in need of assistance right now, you know?” – Liam pushed him out of the way as another set of flames came out of the creature’s weapon.

“She’s smart, got get her and make a plan to take this damn thing out while I distract it!”

“Right, don’t get killed!” – Carlos said before running up to Jill, who was already approaching from behind the beast.

“I won’t” – Liam said quietly to himself, before running away from the monster’s fire.

“Supercop! You’re alive!” – Carlos exclaimed at Jill once he reached her. She was not amused.

“Why did you leave him behind with that thing on his ass?!” – she questioned, following both the creature and its new target. Carlos ran beside her.

“He just wanted to get that thing off of you then told me to come get you. He’s as stubborn as you, you know?” – Carlos explained. Jill scoffed at him – “Yeah, I know” – she said before aiming at the creature, firing a few times. But it was useless, it was fixated on Liam now.

Liam jumped and stumbled around the streets, the fire grazing his ankles as he moved forward. Jill concentrated her sight on the creature’s back, then had an idea.

“The fuel tank…” – she said to herself before turning to Carlos – “We need to fire at the fuel tank!”

“And what about Liam? What if the explosion reaches him?” – Carlos questioned.

“Then we need to warn him, don’t we?” – Jill said, pointing at Carlos’ radio on his left ear. Carlos nodded and pressed the button.

As soon as he heard his radio beep, Liam picked it up – “WHAT?” – he screamed into it as he ran.

“We have a plan” – Carlos started – “Try to keep it around, but don’t let it get too close to you, okay?”

“Alright, I’ll do my best!” – He huffed loudly into the radio before setting it down, then turning back to their general direction, trying his damn best to pick up the pace.

Once it was close enough, both Jill and Carlos started to fire at the tank, but their bullets seemed to just bounce off.

“Shit” – Jill said, before grabbing her radio – “Liam, it’s me! Do you think you can help us make a dent on that fucker’s fuel tank?” – the radio beeped back immediately.

“You got it, Bluebird.” – Liam responded, then looked back at the creature while he put his radio away. Up ahead, he spotted a set of fire escape stairs on a building, and across it, a street light, and a shop with nylon awnings hanging out front.

‘That’s it!’

He ran up to the set of stairs and got to climbing as high and as fast as he could, the monster following suit, simply climbing on the railings like it was a ladder. It pointed to fire at Liam once he saw he wasn’t moving, but Liam quickly jumped away at the street light, using it to swing himself across the street. He grabbed his hand-axe and turned around mid-air, throwing it at the beast’s fuel tank with such force that it sunk into it, fuel dripping out of it as he landed on the awning, then the floor.

Jill and Carlos saw the whole thing from afar, noticing Liam run up to them while the creature dropped itself from the fire escape stairs and onto the floor. Jill let Liam catch up to them before signaling Carlos to fire at it.

They shot at the tank in unison, and, in a split second, the tank exploded on the creature’s back, engulfing its entire body in flames. The three of them watched it stumble a few steps forward before falling face first on the ground.

Finally able to relax, Carlos gave Liam a playful punch on the shoulder – “Look at you, I didn’t know you were a gymnast!” – he exclaimed celebratorily.

Liam scratched the back of his head and laughed nervously. He wasn’t. Never in his life had he gone to any sort of gymnastic classes, Carlos didn’t know this, but Jill did. And he could just feel her suspicious eyes on him.

“I don’t know about you guys” – Liam started, desperately trying to change the subject – “But all that running’s gotten me hungry. How about we go scavenging?” – Jill rose her hand as to gesture, but just as she was about to say something, her stomach growled audibly.

“I could go for a bite” – Carlos chuckled, looking at Jill’s frustrated expression.

“Fine, let’s go find something.”

The trio walked around until they found a pizza place in half good condition, the bright and colorful neon sign reading “Pete’s Piece a’ Pizza”. They walked in, Jill and Carlos pointing their guns, scanning for any potential dangers. It was clear.

“I’m gonna go check the kitchen, you guys relax for a minute, okay?” – Liam said before disappearing behind the counter.

Jill sat down on the floor against said counter, Carlos sitting right across from her. She started to bounce her knee on the floor in anxiety as they waited. Something has been eating at her for a while now, and she couldn’t help but to say something.

“Something’s wrong…” – She said at Carlos. He raised his brows and gave a breathy laugh.

“We can go sit at one of the tables if you want-” – he started, but Jill cut him off.

“That’s not what I mean…” – she said, rubbing her temples – “It’s Liam” – Carlos looked at the kitchen’s general direction.

“I don’t hear any struggle…” – he said, while Jill just shook her head – “If you mean his hands, well, I did my best to bandage those, though he won’t let me take another look at them…” – he stated.

“No, that’s not- Wait. What happened to his hands?” – Carlos looked away nervously, but Jill just dismissed it – “Anyway, that’s not what I’m saying…” – she looked down, Carlos finally noticed her distress.

“So, what are you saying?” – he probed. Jill rose her head and looked at him in the eyes with a stern and deeply worried expression.

“He’s hiding something, either out of fear or… Hell, I don’t know…” – she said, letting her back hit the counter.

“Well, if anybody knew, that should be you, right? He told me you guys are practically like brother and sister.” – Carlos said calmly, Jill was more frustrated by the second, he didn’t understand, he couldn’t understand.

“Yeah, I should but I don’t… I haven’t even seen him in years, and…” – Jill sounded so disturbed, Carlos didn’t say a word and let her recollect herself before she spoke again. – “Carlos…” – She started, looking at him dead in the eyes with an unmeasurable mixture of confusion and worry. – “Liam, he… He was pronounced d-”

“Already talking about me behind my back?” – Liam popped from the kitchen with a cutting board on his right hand, a fresh pizza on it. – “I’m surprised, Bluebird. I thought you didn’t like to gossip…” he said calmly as he set the board on the ground between Jill and Carlos, then sat down.

“Liam…” – Jill said, giving him a look. He knew what he interrupted, but ignored her and went to grab a slice.

“Just eat.” – he said without looking up from his slice, then bit down.

Jill gave a defeated sigh and went to grab a piece. Carlos had no idea what was going on, so he just followed their lead. Though, something was in his mind, too. Just, how did Liam know Dr. Flint’s first name? And all the things he had said about Umbrella… Was all this connected to whatever Jill was trying to tell him?

The three of them sat and ate in silence, the air thick with discomfort. Once the pizza was all gone, Liam had an idea.

“Jill?” – he started.

“What, Liam?” – She snarked back, she was clearly upset at him, he winced at her tone, but continued nevertheless.

“Remember…” – he paused for a second – “Remember what we used to do? Back in school, when we were having a bad time?” – he asked. Jill looked at him kind of put off by the question, she looked down and gave a heavy sigh, but answered anyway.

“Yeah… Yeah, I do” – She said without looking back up – “We would sit in your dad’s car in some convenience store driveway, plug in our mixtape in the cassette reader, and sing our lungs out while drinking slushies” – she reminisced, her expression getting softer as she spoke.

Liam smiled softly – “You always wanted the blue flavor, I always chose red” – he said, and Jill continued.

“And it would tint our mouths for hours as we sang…” – now she was smiling softly, too. Carlos kept quiet and enjoyed the sudden, but relaxing change in the atmosphere, even if he felt a bit out of place, a bit of an outsider.

“And sometimes we didn’t even tell each other what was going on, but we sang anyway, we had that moment and let it all out, together” – Liam finished. Jill finally looked back up at him.

“Where are you going with this?” she asked him. Liam simply moved to sit next to her, his back relaxed against the counter. Jill was having none of it.

“Oh, no… No, absolutely not” – She started, but Liam interrupted her.

“It’s fine, I’ll sing, I just need you to listen… okay?” – He was never good with his own words, but he had a habit of using song to express what he was feeling, whether good, bad… or terrible.

He looked up at Carlos, who was sitting across them, awkwardly. Liam wanted to express himself freely, and he felt Carlos’ presence was an important part of it.

“Come on over here.” He said, tapping the empty spot beside him. Carlos looked at him a bit puzzled and nervous. Liam gave him a sad, solemn look.

“Please?” – he asked, and that was all it took for Carlos to comply. He sat down close to Liam, his heart racing. He didn’t understand why, though. He had flirted with the other man plenty of times before, and had been alone with him.

Something about this felt more personal, more intimate, and it had him almost trembling, his heart pounding against his chest.

There was a brief moment of silence as Liam scooted closer to Carlos. Jill rested her head on Liam’s shoulder, and he rested his head on hers. Liam gently took one of Carlos’ hands and placed it on his lap, then laid his own hand on top. Carlos turned to look at him, but he was looking forward into nothingness, he looked so tired, in so much pain. Carlos wanted to take it all away from him.

Liam gave a heavy sigh, before starting to hum a soft, slow tune.

Then, he sang.

“Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I'm tired and I I want to go to bed

Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep And then leave me alone Don't try to wake me in the morning Cause I will be gone…”

Jill frowned heavily, fighting back her tears as she clung onto Liam’s arm.

“Don't feel bad for me I want you to know Deep in the cell of my heart I will feel so glad to go…”

Carlos looked at Liam with sad eyes of his own, gently squeezing his thigh, Liam didn’t look back at him, but chocked back a sob as he kept singing.

“Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep I don't want to wake up on my own anymore

Sing to me Sing to me I don't want to wake up on my own anymore

Don't feel bad for me I want you to know Deep in the cell of my heart I really want to go…”

Jill cried softly into Liam’s shoulder; he gave a few hitched breaths of his own as tears ran down his face.

“Sing me to sleep Sing me to sleep…”

Liam’s voice held so much hurt in it, Carlos couldn’t help but rest his forehead on Liam’s shoulder, inching even closer.

“There is another world There is a better world Well, there must be Hmm, there must be…”

Liam linked his fingers with Carlos’ and felt his body shiver, both of his shoulders now damp, along with his own face.

“There is another world There is a better world…”

And they stayed that way, they don’t know for how long, but exhaustion started to creep up on them slowly, they relaxed into each other, giving into it, and fell asleep holding each other.

#RE #resident evil #resident evil 3 #resident evil x reader #kinda #carlos oliveira x OC #transmasc oc #carlos oliveira #jill valentine #tyrell patrick #nicholai ginovaef #mikhail victor #nemesis #angst #angst baby #emotional vulnerability

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al9ayf · 1 year

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ᥫ᭡ 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 | carlos oliveira x f!reader

✧ chapter 2 :: linger

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｡˚ a/n: okay YES this took months to come out and i’m sorry 😭 i kept doing different routes with this chapter and i decided to continue some of it in the next cause it was getting way too fucking long. last chapter will be out hopefully within the next week or 2 i PROMISE !!

｡˚ tags: @mama-miya ty for the support and wait 🤍

at first, barely audible, but now too painful to bear—the constant, high-pitched ringing snapped you out of your peaceful sleep. you managed to open up your eyes despite the blinding light coming down onto them, and you realized that you were waking up from a dream just to go back into a nightmare. you wanted to shut your eyes again. you wanted to go back to sleep. but that ringing in your ears and the throbbing of your head didn’t allow you. you took one last long blink before completely opening up your eyes again. your back ached, and you realized that you were laying down on an uncomfortable bench. you groaned loudly as you sat up, placing a hand on your head as you did so due to the pain.

jill turned around to face you in the midst of you coming to. she let out a relieved sigh as she walked over. “finally you’re awake, thank god…” she said, sitting down next to you.

you turned your head to look at her. “more like unfortunately,” you groaned. “what happened?”

she leaned back against the wall. “mikhail blew up the train because of that fucker…” she said. “and that was after nicholai tried to kill us.” you let out an “oh” as you started to remember the events.

“jesus,” you exclaimed, looking down at the ground. “so everybody died but us?” jill nodded her head, almost hesitantly, and you muttered a “fuck” in reply. you slowly stood up from the bench and limped over to the table in the room. you flipped over the big piece of paper that had been sketched on and grabbed the pencil that was right next to it. jill came up next to you and placed a hand on your shoulder.

“what’re you doing?” she asked.

you started sketching on the piece of paper. “i’m coming up with a plan,” you said. “that tyrant after you? umbrella created multiple versions, but only some succeeded.” your sketches turned into a map with various writings everywhere.

“from what i know, your best shot at killing the tyrant is to somehow destroy its heart. its second form would be your best bet,” you said, glancing at her.

she raised an eyebrow. “what? what do you mean by the second form?” jill asked. her voice sounded a bit shaky.

“i meant what i said, there’s nothing more to it,” you replied. “it’ll be faster, stronger, but also more vulnerable.”

“good to know.”

jill sighed and moved away to lean against the wall. you could tell she was on the verge of defeat, but you needed her, and she needed you. you set the pencil down after sketching for a few more minutes and then handed her your makeshift map.

“that’s nest two,” you said. “it’s underneath the spencer memorial hospital. half of my work is there, and so is a vaccine.”

her eyes widened as she turned to look at you. “and you’re telling me this now?” she asked. “that means we can save the city.”

“but it’s difficult to get there, especially with that thing after you constantly,” you said. “unimaginable creatures are in that lab, lurking...”

“nothing i can’t handle,” said jill, folding up the map and shoving it in her back pocket. “let’s get going.”

hurriedly, the two of you stepped out into the corridor and shot down every zombie that was in your way. you walked up a flight of stairs, and at the left end side of the room was a ladder up to the surface. jill headed up first, and you followed soon after. the scream of the tyrant could be heard close by, which only made you shiver in fear.

“that fucker’s still alive. we can’t stay here,” she muttered. you agreed with her, and the both of you continued walking. the clock tower was at the other end of the river, so you two walked up a flight of stairs and onto the bridge. it was so silent, so the sound of a fence breaking and heavy footsteps running caught your attention.

you and jill ran up to the railing, and you watched almost in awe as the tyrant that was hunting down jill fell into the water while lit on fire. she, on the other hand, finally seemed relieved when it didn’t pop up out of the water. “bitch can’t even swim…” she muttered.

she turned around and continued walking, but you didn’t move. it couldn’t have been that easy to defeat such a persistent tyrant. jill noticed that you weren’t next to her, so she turned around to see where you were. she walked up to you, watching how the muscles in your face were contorting.

“what’s wrong?” she asked. you looked at her, then back at the water.

“how can a tyrant be defeated so easily?” you asked. “it doesn’t make sense, jill…”

“no, it doesn’t. but as long as it stops coming after my ass, i don’t care how it’s been stopped.” she ushered for you to follow her, but neither of you moved. your eyes just stayed fixated on the surface of the water as it started to bubble. it was as if something was about to break through the surface.

it suddenly stopped, but you knew it didn’t go away. you grabbed jill’s hand and took a step away from the railing. “we were wrong.” you whispered.

you yanked her away and started running toward the other end of the bridge. that’s when the tyrant jumped out of the water and landed right in front of you. due to the sheer amount of force it gave out when it landed, you both fell.

“so this is the second form you were talking about?!” she yelled, scooting backward away from it. you nodded; too shaken to even reply.

it started running towards you and jill, but the two of you quickly rolled out of the way. you started running towards the stairs while it ran close to you, but jill stopped to push down a bunch of scrap metal onto its head to slow it down. instead of going down the stairs, you managed to gather up enough courage to jump over the railing and drop on top of a bus. jill followed suit and grabbed your hand to help you jump down onto the ground with her. the entrance to the clock tower was right there.

jill ran inside first and pressed the button to close the gates. you ran inside just in time, and when you turned around, she wasn’t there anymore. instead, jill was on the other side. once the gate shut, you grabbed onto the bars and narrowed your eyes at her. “jill?! what the fuck are you doing?!”

“it’s me this fucker is after,” she said, taking out her radio. “might as well take your advice…”

she passed her radio to you. “the gate will open again, so don’t worry about it. i’ll meet up with you and carlos at the hospital.”

she turned around to face the tyrant, and you could only watch as she started to fight it once again. you knew there was nothing that you could do, so you turned around and ran out of there. you needed to go find carlos. once you left the immediate area, you took out jill’s radio and turned it on. you got no idea how to work one, so you just held a button and prayed that carlos would answer.

“carlos? you there?” you asked. it was silent on the other end for a couple of seconds. you felt like you were going to throw up because you were so anxious. please pick up.

that’s when static came through. “y/n?”

you smiled as you clutched the radio. “thank god! i’m so glad you answered!” you ran over towards an alleyway and hid behind one of the dumpsters to not attract attention.

“what’re you still doing in the city? i thought the train left,” he said worriedly.

“it did, but…”

you sat there for the next two minutes explaining to him what had happened. how nicholai left you and jill to die. how mikhail killed himself just to save you two. and how jill was now fighting the damn tyrant herself. you cried the whole time. carlos tried comforting you over the radio, but you blatantly told him that it wasn’t working. you needed to see him, so he told you that he was in the raccoon city police department, but told you to wait for him right where you were at. you told him “no” and said that you’ll meet him there.

the building was once a museum, a pretty big one too; you could find it easily. and just like hours before, you silently made your way through the city. you didn’t want to get caught, especially since you got were bitten. you didn’t think much about your hand, but without anything to distract you, or anybody to talk to, you suddenly felt the pain. you bit your cheeks to not make a single noise as you held your left hand. the pain was something you could not describe at all even if you tried.

when you finally saw the police station, you felt a sense of ease wash over you. you never thought that you would be so happy to be at a police station, let alone the one in raccoon city. the side entrance to the building seemed broken into, but before you could use that route, carlos came running around the corner.

“y/n!” he almost yelled. he sounded shocked because of how fast you got here. he ran right up to you and hugged you. you quickly hugged back in surprise.

“you’re okay…” he said, pulling away. “i got worried after you hung up.”

“i appreciate the concern, but the only person you should be worrying about is jill,” you said frantically, grabbing his hand. “she’s at the clock tower. i’m not the best at fighting a tyrant, so you two meet me at the spencer memorial hospital.”

“why there?”

“i can create a vaccine to help save the city. the sooner we get there, the better.”

“then we kill two birds with one stone.”

you raised an eyebrow. “what the hell is that supposed to mean?”

“we’re looking for a man named dr. bard. he said he was at the hospital, so while you create the vaccine, i can get him,” said carlos.

“oh, that asshole…” you rolled your eyes.

carlos moved his hand out of your grasp and pressed it onto the small of your back. “tyrell should be coming right after you then. so please stay safe until then.”

you nodded your head. “always, carlos.”

he leaned his head down towards yours and gave you a quick but soft kiss on the lips. after you pulled away you let out a small sigh.

“let’s talk once you two come back,” you said. “i think me trying to push it away isn’t working…”

“agreed,” carlos laughed.

you said your quick goodbyes and headed in opposite directions. finally, you were going to the hospital.

—

carlos had radioed you only a few minutes ago, explaining how jill got infected after defeating the tyrant. you told him that once the two got back a room would be prepared for her. you made sure to get all the right equipment and comfort once they would arrive.

the moment you started working on the iv fluids was the moment carlos busted in with jill in his arms. you almost had a panic attack with how hard he opened those doors, but you told him to lay her down on the bed quickly. as he went to do that, you went ahead and grabbed a pair of latex gloves. you didn’t need more germs getting inside of her at this point.

you cleaned the area on her arm before checking for veins. once one finally managed to pop up, you carefully slid the needle in and secured it with a bandaid. there was no medical tape, so this was the best next thing to do. you made sure the fluids started going before finally leaving her be.

carlos let out a long-awaited sigh before sitting down on a chair nearby her. you threw away the pair of gloves and turned around to face him. “i didn’t have time to search the hospital,” you said, leaning against the counter while crossing your arms.

“it’s fine,” he sighed. “i need to find bard in here somewhere, so i’ll scavenge for other materials if you need me to.”

you stayed silent for a second before pushing yourself away from the counter and walking towards him. you grabbed the lanyard hanging from your neck and passed it to him. “my id opens up every door in this place.”

he grabbed it from you and thanked you. “but what if it doesn’t work?” carlos asked.

“if it doesn’t work, then there’s no way in hell we’ll survive the lab…”

your gaze lingered on him before you slowly turned around and walked away. you started washing your hands in the sink right as you heard carlos stand up and start readying his gear. you felt your heartbeat racing just a bit faster—you needed to tell him now. right as he walked over to the door, you cleared your throat.

“it’s you,” you said, shutting the tap. “you are the reason why i’m in this situation.”

carlos’ hand was on the door, but the sound of your sad voice and truthful words made it slip back down to his side. he turned around to see you, but you kept your back to him.

“what do you mean?” he asked.

“you wanted the truth back at the train station, so i’m telling it to you,” you said, finally turning around. “umbrella forced me to work with them because they threatened to kill you. so i did what i had to do.”

you made your way to him. “i wasn’t allowed to communicate with the outside world. i was stuck in a lab for months, baby… i suffered, but i did it because i love you.”

you grabbed his hands and looked straight into his eyes.

“jesus, y/n…” he muttered. “you could’ve told me.”

you shook your head. “it was better if you didn’t know.”

carlos opened his mouth to say something, but the sound of jill’s painful moans caught your attention. you hurried over to her to try and find the source of the pain, leaving carlos to stand there awkwardly on his own. your eyebrows furrowed in concern as you watched her skin become whiter and the area around her eyes become darker.

“she doesn’t have much time,” you said, walking back up to him. “you must go and find that vaccine… now!”

“on it!” carlos quickly ran out of the room to search the hospital. you were now alone with jill. the first thing you did was try and lessen her pain with some painkillers that you forced her to swallow. and once she was stable enough, you brought a chair over to her and sat down on it.

the bandage that covered your bite mark had become dirty. you needed to change it. you carefully removed it, wincing at the pain it gave when you did so. finally, you could see your hand. you expected to see some blood or pus or something, which there was, but your hand was turning black. you didn’t feel any panic or anxiety though. just intrigued at how you weren’t turning yet. you stood up and headed over to stand under the light to examine what was going on.

the blackness was ever so slowly spreading to your wrist, but it was at such a slow rate it seemed like it would take days to even get to that point. you only washed your hands before wrapping the bite up again with a new bandage. you don’t know why you weren’t doing anything about it. all you thought about was if you were immune or not, and that this needed to be kept secret.

nobody needed to know of this.

ch. 3 !

#carlos x reader #carlos oliveira x reader #carlos oliveira #umbrella #re3 #resident evil 3 #re3r #resident evil 3 remake #female reader #poc reader #mixed reader #2nd pov

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ivy-loves-chocolate · 3 years

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Hii can I request nikolai comforting an upset female reader?,maybe the reader has a lot going on like estudies and family drama? (Mostly her mom telling her to go back home after she moved away bcs her mom was abusive?) And maybe spoiling her with stuff too?

( If its too much or a sensitive topic for you)

Thanks in advance!

This topic is fine no worries :) I’m sorry it took so long, and im sorry in advance if it’s not what you expected. I hope you like it tho.

I care (Nikolai x F!Reader)

Warnings: angst, past abusive relationship.

Her assignment took ages to complete. The phrases didn’t make any sense anymore after she read them again, mostly because her mind wasn’t at the task anyway, but she tried to maintain focus to finish. Finals were approaching fast and her anxiety became more and more bearable. She felt the pressure from both her social and personal life weighting on her shoulders every day.

Her tired eyes followed the cursor and the words that were forming on the document as she read again, being completely disappointed. She was sitting alone in the couch with the laptop on her lap because she didn’t want to wake up Nikolai who was probably sleeping. Even if her eyes were burning from the light, she kept pushing herself. She didn’t want to go to sleep either, because no matter how tired her body was her mind couldn’t find rest. It would be pointless, and she for sure will wake up Nikolai with her agitation. She tried to distract herself from her current state, but was failing constantly, being so trapped in a vicious cycle.

Eventually tiredness overcame her body and defeated she shut the laptop and toss it on the nearest table. She didn’t want to sleep. Her anxiety was so big that even Nikolai’s touch wasn’t comforting anymore. She was afraid of becoming a burden to the man she loved. However Nikolai was awake and kept listening to her movements around the house, wondering when he should step in. He noticed she wasn’t herself lately and thought it was because of his job as a mercenary. It was hard to find a woman to accept him and his past and he was afraid to loose y/n because of them.

When it became quiet in the living room, Nikolai thought it was the perfect moment and got up from the bed. With easy steps he went to the door to take a peak of his lover, and saw her laying on the couch. She wasn’t sleeping, instead she was staring blankly at the ceiling. When y/n saw Nikolai approaching she jumped from her place and immediately curled in the corner, with her knees at her chest. She didn’t want to look at him.

Nikolai sit next to her, not too close because he respected her personal space. He needed to find out if he was the problem, because if she stayed with him out of courtesy that wasn’t good for any of them.

“I can’t sleep either you know. I think you corrupted me.” They both chuckled at Nikolai feeble attempt to break the ice. He began to cares with his fingers her forehead, putting away some strands of hair.

“I can’t do this alone y/n. You’ve become distant. It’s something to do with me?”

She refused to look at him and tightened her legs at her chest.

“You are always away from home. Does it have to do with my lifestyle?”

She wanted to tell him so bad, but she was afraid that he will look at her like someone who overreacts too much and consider her a burden.

Even if her therapist have told her that there is no shame in admitting your feelings to the others, however she was conflicted at that point.

“…everyone has problems….this man has no time for your bullshit….he probably didn’t have a mom…yet you did and you complain constantly…”

“I’m-“

Nikolai leaned closer to her, placing a hand on her knees and wrapping his arm around her shoulders.

“Talk with me, I’m not in position to judge you. Trust me, in the last person to do so.”

All of her doctor’s advices were nothing it that moment. She taught about them and tried to make a valid argument so much that they stopped making sense anymore. Everything started all of the sudden. First with some nightmares, to which she didn’t gave too much attention. They affected her sleep too, however she decided to seek counselling when she began to suffocate in her sleep. She was sleeping on the couch, so Nikolai didn’t know about this. Also, he didn’t know about her appointments to the therapist either. Because they were a secret, she had a hard time justifying her absence from home.

She felt overwhelmed. Her lies caught up with the reality and she felt cornered in her little spot on the sofa. She knew if she would run she would loose both Nikolai and her sanity. The pressure was so heavy that she start to feel tears dripping on her face. Nikolai quickly removed some of those with his fingertips and began to massage the back of her neck.

“My mother called these days….” She finally said between sobs. “She asked me to go back home.”

Nikolai was somehow relieved that this wasn’t about him, but that was a new reason to be concerned as he didn’t know about her relationship with her mother. He didn’t even know she had one in the beginning.

“Slow down, you don’t have to tell me all at once.”

“Why can’t she listen to me for once?” All those memories became vivid in her mind.

She remembered how hard it was to communicate with her. She allowed herself to think of particular moments.

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Cold eyes were staring at the little figure in front of her. The size difference wasn’t very noticeable, but her stare was enough to put the girl in her place.

“What’s that on you?” The woman was quick to analyse her daughter’s outfit.

“It’s something I ordered, I needed to make some changes in my style.”

“But this isn’t you, why you want to change?” Curious, yet judgemental eyes were travelling the girl’s body.

“Because I feel so, why is there a problem?” The girl was looking confused at the new jacket she got, questioning herself what was wrong with it.

“Yes, you look like a whore. This is just your entourage influence.”

She made her to gerund the jacked and the rest of the clothing she got. She was stuck with her old clothes for the next year, and whenever she wanted to buy something she needed her mother’s permission. Also, her access to the outside was restricted little by little, up to the point she almost lost contact with everyone.

“I want you to know that this is for your own good.” She said while affectively caressed her head.

The girl once yelled at her mother, and was sent to her room. Later that night the mother found kindness in her heat and came to make peace.

“You need to be understanding with other people. They are very sensitive and you never know what they’ve been through.”

“So you know how it’s like to be hurt, right?”

“Yes”

“And why you won’t accept that you are hurting me as well when you call me names for the slightest mistake and push me away?”

She could see her mother getting angrier, but she didn’t care.

“When did I do that?”

“A few hour ago?”

“Did that hurt you?”

“Yes”

“Then I keep my opinions. You deserve them.”

One time the girl asked to spent more time with the mother.

“You’re such a burden.” Was the response she received without any comparison.

“You’re just hanging, go find anything else better to do.” The woman kept rejected the girl. “No one wants a burden.”

“But I want to be with you more.” She tried to hold her tears. She knew that if her mother would see her, she would be mocked for being a crybaby.

“Feeding you, giving you clothes and money should be enough for you.”

“I’m sorry, you are right.” She was defeat once again. She retreated to her room to seek comfort in her bed.

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Nikolai was shocked to hear. Even for him, that was evil.

“And she told me she misses me.” She was crying and sobbing on Nikolai’s shoulder. Eventually her body was too weak to sustain herself, but he was there to catch her.

She told Nikolai that she couldn’t trust her judgment anymore. Her mother was so calm at the phone, and she barely remembers her talking in that tone.

“Maybe it was just in my head. Maybe she wanted the best for me and I overreacted all those years. Maybe I am a burden. What if I hurt an innocent person all these years?”

“She’s being manipulative y/n. She though you would be there forever and that she will get away with her abusive behaviour. She wants to belittle someone because it’s the only way she feels empowered. You made the best choice by leaving.”

Fortunately, Nikolai had quite the experience with people like her.

“So I’m not a horrible, spoiled person?”

Nikolai let out a soft chuckle.

“No kroshka, you need to keep the distance. Come on, let’s put you in bed.”

They both went together to sleep this time. Nikolai held her close to his chest, her breath tickling the skin from his neck. As Nikolai was looking at her, he promised himself he will be more careful from now on. He felt so powerless seeing her in that state, and he wouldn’t forgive himself if it would happen again. The next day he would have to think as ways to distract her, maybe a vacation. He pulled her closer and finally felt her body relaxing. For the first time in a while, Nikolai’s touch was comforting once again.

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