#faced inquiries

[corruptedcarlos]

Oh what a surprise, a familiar deity laid on his desk, on her stomach, legs bent and elbows planted, chin on her hands as she smiled at him sweetly. "Miss me?" Cecilia grinned slightly, looking pleased.

Initially Carlos opened the door to his office, and upon spotting a familiar face he grimaced ever so slightly. Retracting his steps, he leisurely closed the door in his wake, making note to avoid his office for a while.

[corruptedcarlos]

"Hey I got us ice cream! It has sprinkles!" (Cecilontheroad)

“-the important question is, is it normal ice cream or is it Night Valian ice cre-

...you know what, never mind, I know the answer.”

[corruptedcarlos]

YOU BOTH LOOK FANTASTIC AND LUSTER'S FACE IS THE BEST

(( LOL THANK YOU <333

[corruptedcarlos]

A sizable eggplant has appeared on a lab table; a hole big enough for a cup has been cut out of it, and a suitable cup fitted into it. The eggplant itself growls softly--though dully, as if asleep--and the cup is full of something warm. A note is attached: "Autumnal espresso variant, featuring cloved cucurbita pepo cultivar. Perhaps now's as good a time as any for a more private discussion? -- knvw, with all of our strange love <3"

With an exhausted demeanor, Carlos took his time as he slipped back into his office. Hair a mess more than usual and dark circles under his eyes, it was with a delayed response that the scientist took heed of the note. Plopping himself down into his chair, he carefully took hold of the eggplant. While the tantalizing scent of the drink ensnared him, a sleep deprived decision had him attempt to drink the eggplant.

“-sure. Yeah, why not?” he groaned, absently holding the vegetable against his face as he was so painfully rejected of the sweet liquid due to his own state. “Let’s, ah. Let’s um, do this-”

[corruptedcarlos]

I saw a post you did saying that you believe that Carlos first language is portuguese, so you believe he would be brazilian? Because as a brazilian myself I would love it.

(( Hi hello! Thank you for sending me this - I’ve received a surprisingly amount of support for this headcanon, which is totally awesome! c: Originally I meant for this to pertain to my/this blog’s Carlos [who is a variant], as I made him over two years ago and based him upon this video of Cecil Baldwin’s interpretation - which was well before Dylan Marron took the role [just so there’s no confusion that he said this after]~ ^^

So yes, with my portrayal here on this blog, my Carlos’ first language is Portuguese and he’s definitely Brazilian~ >w< <333 I don’t really have much of a headcanon for Carlos outside of my portrayal, but I don’t see why he couldn’t be Brazilian also~ ;y <333 ))

[corruptedcarlos]

CARLOS SPEAKING PORTUGUESE MORE LIKE YES (i'm brazilian that's why i'm so excited)

(( AHHH HELL YEAH HIGH FIVE!

Ever since Cecil Baldwin spoke about envisioning Carlos (this was all pre-Dylan Carlos like two years ago thereabouts, mind you!) LIKE a Brazilian model and someone who surpasses sexualities, I went ahead and used that as a basis for my Carlos~ ;w; Thus, I went ahead and made him Brazilian [though far from a model ha ha], with his first and second languages being Portuguese and Spanish respectively~ c: <333 ))

[corruptedcarlos]

❂ how do you feel about your muse's inability to wear a shirt

(( it’s hilarious - he has all this education and shit and yet the poor bastard cannot button his own shirt holy fuck rofl ))

[corruptedcarlos]

🍎

For every 🍎 I get, my muse must confess one of their sins.

When I worked at the university, I once met a rather charming, attractive individual. We winded up having a sort of relationship: spending time together, going on dates, occasionally ending in intimacy, etc. While it was a fun few weeks, not once did I question said individual’s marital status, despite the obvious ring upon their finger.

Of course, all good things must come to an end, and that individual’s spouse discovered our little fling. Now, I had a wonderful reputation at the university, thus when their spouse arrived one day to accuse me in person, I easily had others defend my name before them. I, of course, hardly deterred their opinion from the truth. That said spouse ended their visit when they grew violent at one of my coworkers - one thing lead to another, a trial occurred and they served some jail time for their attempted assault and disruption of our students.

By this time, I had grown bored of the relationship. As the before individual attempted to revive the spark we once had. I merely told him I was no longer interested, and dismissed him to go about his day.

-thinking back on it, I do believe that spouse is still in jail. It’s been a few years now; ah well, not my problem~