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[666chevy]

pls capcom let them have some muscles

[danaehello]

Resident Evil Poster hope you like it ❤️

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I want to get on VGen

[noneofyourconcernam]

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[victorthelemon]

I've been itching to make this post since I saw this artwork so I hope no one has already done this; today we're talking flower languages left to right

Leon appears to have sunflowers behind him, they have a lot of varieties and his looks like some of the smaller subspecies

Sunflowers are often associated with joy which we don't get a lot of from Leon, but they're also known to represent hope, resilience, and loyalty which are absolutely through lines in Leon's character arc

Claire looks as though lilacs are meant to represent her

Lilacs of this color usually represent first loves which I didn't initially feel represented her because she has no canon love interest but they also have an association with new beginnings because of how early in the year they bloom— her entire arc in RE2 is about how her life changes forever. They also are sometimes used for protection and can symbolize that and Claire's entire character is about her being a protector

Chris is undoubtedly gladiolus, also known as sword lilies because of the shape— the name coming from the Latin word for sword, gladius

The gladiolus generally represents strength, integrity, morality, and faithfulness. I don't think I need to explain how that represents Chris. Interestingly, the pink ones specifically represent admiration, subdued love, and maternal affection. I do think that maternal aspect can show in how he raised Claire after their parents passed but with the admiration... maybe Wesker if the Uroboros tentacles and heart behind him are anything to go by?

Jill has quite a distinct flower in the lily of the valley

However, this did confuse me since I knew lilies of the valley to represent innocence and purity but after some light reading I thought we could take that to mean moral purity since I also found out it can represent humility and more importantly, virtue. On top of that, the original meaning of this flower was a "return to happiness" which I don't feel we've really seen in Jill's character arc yet. However, RE9, a game all about the past has yet to release and who knows? Jill could play a role

Grace was harder for me since we don't know much about her yet but I landed on white lilies

Similar to the lily of the valley, they represent purity and innocence but ALSO new beginnings, the idea of Requiem. (maybe we really will get to see Jill again please please please please) White lilies are also the most traditional flowers for a funeral so they're fitting since Grace's arc is going to revolve around her late mother. Even better, they're also known to represent motherhood, long lasting love, and protection. So maybe we'll see Alyssa playing a role from the grave in protecting Grace

Ada is last but never least. Her flower is clearly a thistle

Thistles can grow in very harsh conditions and as such are often used as a symbol of strength and perseverance as well as bravery and determination which I think goes very well with Ada's personality. Their prickly but pretty look is also used as a symbol of the beauty in roughness which captures Ada's femme fatale personality very well. It's also possible that the "leaf" next to the thistle is actually rosemary which when paired with thistle was a way to signal to someone that you could see through their façade which is goddamn perfect for Ada

I'm in love with this art so if anyone has any more thoughts on it or different interpretations, PLEASE let me know

[caparbales]

SHE ROCKS !!

[residents-are-evil]

Wanted to test out some new rendering techniques so Jill Valentine was obviously the guinea pig

[ruggedrookie]

i hope whoever on the resi remake team was in charge of carlos' redesign is treated to a gentle kiss on the forehead every night before bed xx

[thesparklequeens]

‘ Quite the team ’

a mercenary carlos oliveira x mercenary female reader fic

part 2: first impression

Pov: Your a ex S.T.A.R.S medic who can’t hold down a regular job,so when a well paying,seemingly easy opportunity falls right into your hands what are you going to do? say no?

More info: This is a slow burn fic,english is not my first language I have proofread but cannot ensure there are no mistakes,If you spot a spelling or grammar mistake please point it out so I can correct it! I don’t write a lot so please be kind! Happy reading! <3

CW: Light swearing,-name- is used once sorry!!,in the resident evil universe but the timeline makes no sense,suggested depression,suggested suicidal tendencies,not much Carlos in this chapter as I’m still trying to flesh out the world and backstory!

It had been a month since you accepted the mans offer and truth be told,not much had happened.From your former medical knowledge you’d determined that the man had only a few days until the infection in his leg would travel throughout his entire body.When you shared this with him, he brushed you off.Insisting he would contact you the second he had all his ‘affairs’ in order.

So you waited.

The pit in your stomach growing deeper day by day as the anticipation depleted your already exhausted body.

Three weeks after your meeting.You were jolted awake by a loud ring,Echoing throughout your cramped bedroom.You push yourself upright,reaching for your phone.You’d left it charging under one of your many blankets that you like to snuggle under when you sleep,gotta remember to stop doing that.

The phone keeps blaring while you search for it,still half asleep.

“Hello..?” you grumbled,accepting the call without thinking.

“Sorry is this a bad time?” a meek voice stutters down the other line.

“No,no…uh,who is this..?”

“Oh! right,haha.I work for Mr De Loughrey.”

You jerked up fully,the sound of that man’s name sending chills down your spine,no matter how long you had been waiting and how many times you had tried to push away the thought of what you had agreed to,the possibility that it was now actually happening and for the first time in almost four years you would have to leave your home and travel to god knows where to get god knows what for some man who you knew nothing about.Your heart started racing,the familiar feeling of drowning taking over you as the phone in your hands dropped to your plush blanket.You tried steadying your breathing,taking advantage of the methods your loyal therapist had taught you.

“Hello? Are you still there,we need you at the residence in a hour.”

Scrambling,you pick the phone back up with shaking hands pressing the speaker lightly to your ear.

“Yes that,that works..i’ll be there in 40 minutes.”

The ride was long and silent,if you were being honest that was much more preferable to you than making pointless small talk.Your nerves had now been replaced with a feeling of curiosity,you still know almost nothing about this job.

if you could even call it that.

ever since S.T.A.R.S fell apart you had tried to hold down any jobs or anything for that matter.You had tried dating but it never lasted,your last ‘relationship’ had really proven to you that a normal life would always be unobtainable,no matter how badly you wanted to get a shitty office job and marry someone who didn’t make you feel like the worlds problems were yours,you knew deep down it couldn’t happen.The thought made your head hurt,pulling you out of the thought spiral you’d dragged yourself into.

“Just here is fine.”

With a small nod to the driver you stepped out the car,coming face to face with the mansion that had plagued your nightmares for the past three weeks.

“It’s a pleasure to see you again miss,right this way.” A tall woman with long tangled grey hair that shimmered in the dim candle light.Her slender frame was covered by a loose black dress,it hung off her shoulders.Making her body look as if it was shrinking behind the dress.She towered over you,her height would normally be intimidating however she was focused on her scuffed black Mary Jane’s.She wasn’t even attempting to look at you,even the manner in which she spoke was uncertain and laced with caution.She spun on her heels,not bothering to see if you would follow her through the welcoming halls.

“Wait!” You shouted,your voice echoing slightly in the vast entrance way.

“Hm..?” The woman replied,still not turning to face you.

“You said we’ve met before,we haven’t.”

Now she turned to face you,truly making eye contact.It made the already growing anticipation burn inside of you.

“We have,maybe your memory is severed.”

And with that she turned once more,swiftly moving towards the grand staircase that was up ahead.

Was she right?You thought the woman who had greeted you last time was shorter,well kept and tan.You definitely would’ve remembered someone as unique as this,and your memory had always been normal.But with the trauma you’d endured,and the countless sleepless nights maybe.Just maybe,she was right.

The thought made you shudder,courage now coursing through your veins as you jog slightly,catching up to the strange woman.

The office room was just as you’d remembered,a light glow of the grey sky streaking through the heavy velvet curtains.Paired with the flickering candle light illuminated the cramped space.Mr De Loughreys desk stood in the same area.The dark engraved wood now covered with stacks of medical textbooks and papers,as if he was searching for something.Maybe answers you thought,fidgeting with your hands as you waited for the man to return.The woman from earlier has told you that he was ‘freshening up’ and that he’d be just a moment.That however,was thirty-five minutes ago.Your nerves had grown to an almost unmanageable level by now,and this wait was not helping you calm down.

“Who the hells this?” a gruff voice speaks up from behind you,you turn to face a tall tanned man.his bulky arms were crossed over his chest,his brows furrowed as he looked at you.His eyes were full of confusion as he eyes you up and down.

“You know I could say the same thing.” You shot back not missing a beat.Now turning your body to fully face the man.

The sudden tension is broken by a small voice,belonging to the very same man that has been haunting your dreams. Mr De Loughrey.

“Sorry for keep you waiting miss,I had to fetch my other little helper.”The olive toned man scoffs,shaking his head slightly.Obviously displeased with being described as a ‘helper’.

“I need a helper?Im perfectly capable.Believe me,I did this sort of thing for years.” You add,ignoring another scoff from the taller man.

“Working as a field medic isn’t exactly the same as this line of work.And as it’s your first job I thought it would be more,how do I say this…” Mr De Loughrey trailed off,his pale hand sliding to his chin to lightly stroke it as he peered to the low hanging ceiling.

“You need to have back up in case I die?” You push,hoping you’re wrong.Truth be told you hadn’t really been nervous about what could happen out on the field,your thoughts had just been focused on the devastating effects getting this ‘cure’ could entail.

“Yes!exactly,I knew you were a smart girl.” He smiled,that creepy fucking smile.Flashing his rotting brown teeth.

You were taken aback by his bluntness,however you weren’t exactly surprised.The first time you had met him he literally said your full government name and then handed you a card with no further explanation,he clearly wasn’t a master of social cues.

“Now,I have set up a little package for you in the trunk of the car you can take to the airport,there’s clothes,weapons,money,medical equipment and food for the two of you.Also some files with further information.I didn’t want to keep you too in the dark now did I?”

“Sorry,airport?” The man in doorway spoke up again,his gaze settling on Mr De Loughrey. “You told me this was quick easy job.”

“It will be,it’s only a short flight.You can keep each-other company hm?” He chirped back,fidgeting with some loose files that littered his desk. “Just behave.And go,I don’t have all the time in the world,the faster you get there,the faster you come back.Or have you forgotten?”

The man scowls,drawing his attention to you. “Well then?” He exhaled.

“Let’s go.”

“Any issues,I will be on the other end of this.Only use in emergency’s and no wasting Mr De Loughrey’s time.”

The tall woman from earlier was leading you both back outside,through a different way than you had entered.The place was huge,bigger than any other building you had ever stepped into.Every hallways stretched longer the deeper you got,She handed both you and your new ‘partner’ a communication device,similar to the ones you had used back in your S.T.A.R.S missions.The memory made you shudder as you clipped the device to your belt.

“The keys for the car are in the top left draw,equip your vests and bags when you get on the plane.Not in the car,I’ll be in contact.” The woman says,opening the large double doors that stood before you.

Daylight hit you like a slap in the face,a harsh contrast to the candle light you had grown used to in the past hour.A large car sat outside,it was a dark black and well polished.Someone had obviously been taking good care of it.In your focused state you hadn’t noticed the woman slamming the doors behind you with a loud thud.Leaving you and the man you didn’t know a thing about staring at the car.You half expected him to act the same as you,confused and flustered.however he jumped right into action.Strolling over to the metal cabinet that leaned against the tall brick walls of the mansion.Pulling them open harshly,grabbing the keys and turning toward the car.unlocking it and opening the large trunk,he emerged with a well worn black duffle bag.

“Hey,didn’t she say we should wait to open that..?” You speak up,finally looking at the man.

“Believe me,this isn’t my first rodeo lady.Just wait in the car,alright?”He replied,not even lifting his head to spare you a glance.

With a short laugh you crossed your arms,walking over to trunk to also take a look into the bag.

“Can’t we just get going,I don’t want to be in this creepy ass place any longer than I have to.”

He chuckles lightly at that,a real laugh not just a dry scoff and honestly his voice made your heart melt a little,you’d never been one to admire small things in a person…and you weren’t going to do that now.You had a job to attend to and a lot of money to gain.You quickly snap out of your trace,peering into the bag.It was filled to the brim with expensive medical sprays,the same kind you used to have to hoard because of budget cuts.Seeing so many of them in pristine condition almost made you nostalgic for the ‘good old days’.

Some artillery equipment was stashed under it,bullet proof vests and tactical gear of the highest quality.You couldn’t even begin to imagine how much some of this costs,you could tell the man next to you was thinking the same thing as he dragged his calloused hands over one of the vests before snapping his arm back and slamming the trunk abruptly,causing you to stumble back a little from the shock.

“A little warning next time would be nice.” You grumble,facing him with a pout.

“Sorry lady we gotta get to work.”He chimes back,climbing into the drivers seat of the car.

“You know I can drive.” You say,slumping into the passengers seat buckling the tight seatbelt across your chest.

“Did you want to?” He replies sarcastically,turning his head lightly as he turned the key in the ignition.

“No…”

“Then what’s the big deal lady.”He reasoned.

Truthfully you didn’t have a reason to be so snappy with the man and you weren’t really sure why you were being so defensive.You just wish you had been told you were going to have a babysitter.It definitely would’ve made you think twice before accepting this offer.

The car starts up with a roar,pulling out of the back alley it was housed in.

It was silent for a while before the man spoke up,tilting his head towards you lightly.Still keeping his eyes on the road.

“Since you asked so nicely I’m Carlos.” He chimed in,drumming his fingers lightly on the steering wheel.

“-Name-.” You reply bluntly,again not sure of your change in attitude.

“Well it’s nice to meet you,your first time doing something like this then?”

“Yup.”

“Not much of a talker,no problem…” He acknowledged,shaking his thick curly hair with a long exhale.

Another long silence stretched for what felt like hours before you spoke up again.

“I used to do medical field work but some shit happened and I needed a job so…now I’m here.” Carlos turned to face you now,his head still tilted slightly. “I’m not great with first impressions if that isn’t obvious.” You chuckle,a dry attempt at humour,Carlos turned back away a pity laugh leaving his chapped lips.

“Well I think you’re doing a great job.”

Extra notes: Again I am writing this at nighttime jajaja so I am very tired,if something doesn’t make sense I’m sorry! Will proofread in the morning.Next chapter will be longer but I’ve been in a big writers block recently :( More Carlos in the next chapter I’m just still figuring out my flow with this story! Constructive criticism is encouraged! I’m here to learn how to be a good writer and I would love help anyway I can get it! I also got a picture limit thats why the borders are all over the place! ty for reading! <3

music recs for chapter 2: ‘NAIL - Yves , All Dried Up - Phantogram’

{music I was listening to as I was writing!}

(part 1)