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had a dream that I escaped a resident evil research lab and my escape uber driver was Wesker, who kept fully turning his head to glare at me instead of looking at the road
I think he wanted to kill us both
#resident evil#biohazard#albert wesker#diary#comic#like he wasn't even mad about anything in particular he was just mad
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hes a slut
#cause of that gif of him fixing his hair#albert wesker#chrisker#resident evil#resident evil 5#my art
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tsum is done with yo bullshit
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Albert Wesker headcanons (pt.2)
!NSFW! (fem. reader)
~ Wesker is definitely dominant, especially when it comes to sex. He’s been like that ever since he lost virginity. Even then, when he was inexperienced, he knew for sure what he was doing and would insist on being on top
~ when you two started dating though, he already had perhaps too much experience… To say the least, he’s a very kinky man, often difficult to please, though it changed when he met you
~ considering how rough he can get, if he cared for you and planned on having a long term relationship, he’d offer you a safe word in case he gets carried away
~ he likes your voice, a lot. When you moan due to his actions, it turns him on even more than he already was and he craves your pleasure, maybe even more than you do yourself
~ he often makes you come on his fingers, loving how you cry out when that happens, begging him to stop, only for his movements to fasten, making your legs tremble and head dizzy, you have no other choice than to let him. He knows you like it and he wants to keep going until you physically can’t anymore;)
~ even though he’s trying to be gentle with you, he gets very rough in bed if you let him. He has no problem gripping your flesh tight enough to bruise, biting your skin as well. Sometimes he gets carried away and makes you bleed, but once he realizes he’ll shower the spot with gentle kisses as an apology (though he’s still gonna do it again)
~ if there’s one thing Wesker can’t resist it’s buying you expensive and erotically revealing lingerie. He prefers to fingerfuck you in it so that he can keep your soaked panties as a reward
~ as much as he loves receiving, he’s actually very good at giving too. He loves going down on you, even though he mostly does it when he’s too tired for anything else or when you’ve been very good to him. He adores the faces you make, how you throw your head back, how your shaky hands slide in his hair only to desperately pull him closer. He’d hold onto your hip with one hand while he’d have two fingers buried deep inside you as he pleasures you with his tongue. It’s also his favorite way to overstimulate you as he can always grip your thighs so that you can’t squirm away
~ quickies are a necessity. No matter how crazy he’s going from the fact that he doesn’t have enough time for you, he just has to release all the tension and stress and if you’re around and up for it - he won’t waste the opportunity. His office is the best place for them. He wouldn’t want anyone else seeing his precious little angel in such a state of bliss
~ you’ve been rarely given the opportunity to be on top, however when you have… Oh did he enjoy it. He might’ve let you be on top, but little did you know how much he’d put you through in return. If you’re shy, it’s even better for him. He’d keep his hands off of you, ordering you to ride him as he makes you look at him. If you dared dodge him in any way, he’d just forcefully turn your head to look back at him. He’d watch you, how your cheeks turned red from embarrassment and how you helplessly tried to bounce on his thick length, a moan slipping from your mouth every single time you did it, teary eyes from the overwhelming sensation. You felt ashamed of yourself, but it felt too good to stop… Of course he’d only torture you like that until he’s had enough. Then he’d grab your hips to keep you still and pound into you hard enough to make you see stars
~ he doesn’t own toys as he thinks they’re useless. He can make you feel all types of ways on his own. Though he does like to tie you up so that he can have his way with you and push your limits. He likes to see you try and get away, knowing he can do anything he wants to you
~ his favorite position would still be missionary. Call it old school, but it’s the best way for him to keep everything under control. He watches the slightest expressions of yours when he fucks you like that, holding you close to him, giving you the slightest of comfort while he abuses your tight hole to the point when you’re probably not gonna be able to walk for hours. If you’ve grown used to his size, he might just take one of your legs and push your knee to your chest to get even deeper. He’s not gonna let go until he’s satisfied
~ he’s a quick learner. He knows exactly what to do and where to touch you to make you melt, whether it is intimate or not
~ to be fair I feel like he’s a boobie guy. Doesn’t matter how big they are, he just loves them. He loves to kiss them, suck on them, hold them, even just look at them. He loves it and he definitely stares when you’re changing in front of him
~ definitely not a condom user. He either cums inside or on you. Though he surely prefers to release inside as he does have a breeding kink;)
~ he would love to watch his seed spill from your hole only to push it back in with his fingers every single time. He finds it very amusing
~ if you decide to blow him off on your own, he’ll absolutely melt. He might be the one in charge at all times, but the way you suck him off so good always catches him off guard. Maybe it’s not even your skill but you in general, yet he couldn’t care less. He loves how you look up at him when you do so, how you teasingly swirl your tongue around him. He can’t get enough and trust me when I say he could watch you like that forever
#albert wesker#albert wesker x reader#resident evil#resident evil wesker#wesker x reader#wesker x you#oneshot#headcanons#re smut#smut#resident evil headcanons
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my man doesn't know how to open a ketchup bottle properly
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Just Pretend [Love is Madness] (Albert Wesker x gn!Reader)
18+ | soft and fuck nasty wombo combo wesker, he whimpers, biting, what if wesker was in love AND denial, p/rn without plot | Fic Directory
You bury your face in the sheets, fists scrambling for purchase in the soft silk. The moan that leaves you is anything but dignified, though you’d passed that threshold long ago. He’s had a long day, and you were all too happy to help him get it out of his system.
A hand twists in your hair while another takes a biting grip at your waist to steady you with each punishing thrust.
So thick, so full…
“Al…” You mewl, the nickname a sacred utterance only for special moments, whether carnal or tender. You hear the way he shudders. You feel the flex in his grip. Wesker loves it and you know full well he does. By the stutter of his hips turning to a wet grind, you know it drives him crazy to be called such a sweet, silly name. To feel every one of your proclamations of love seep into something so… mundane.
You feel him collapse, chest pressing flat and hot against your back as he braces himself, breaths panting in your ear. He’s not done– nowhere near it. This is just how he gets away with the softer things. He thinks you don’t know how much he fucking loves the full body contact. That he shivers when the whole of you is pressed to him, when he feels completely joined with you.
He peppers kisses from behind your ear down to the junction of your neck, each one wet and warm and full of unspoken adoration. Each shallow grind into your heat makes him try and fail to bite back weak little moans until he becomes so fed up, so frustrated that he can’t keep his perfect composure, that he simply has to sink his teeth into your flesh. At least he could lie and say it was just the taste of you that made him make such sweet little sounds.
“Oh god!”
You know that’ll drive him wild too. For in his mind, he is the god to whom you cry out.
And how right he is…
His hands snake up your waist to grab at your chest, pulling you against him even firmer. Your hand flies back to thread in his hair, tugging softly at his ruffled locks. The force of his bite leaves you and is replaced with his tongue laving hot across his mark. He gives two sharp rocks of his hips before rising off of you, pulling you into a kneeling position– back tight to his chest the way he likes it. With an arm around your waist once more, he lets loose. The bed creaks and moans beneath the force of his motions, and you’re fully convinced it’s going to give out one day. Its song of protest is drowned by your symphony of passion, of skin on skin and desperate noises coming from you both.
He bites down on you again to hide his sounds, but it’s to no avail. Nothing can quite disguise the sound of Wesker whining and whimpering as he gives three sharp thrusts and a stuttering fourth before you feel him spilling within you– and oh how he sings for you. That edge to his voice quakes with every tight moan he can’t suppress and your name finds its way between each heavy breath. His arms pull tighter than ever around you as if letting go would make him fade into nothing.
But he doesn’t stop. He never stops– never stops grinding or managing the occasional shallow rut. The slide of his cock gets wetter with every bit of come that seeps out around it. You’re on cloud nine, dangerously close to falling over the edge yourself when the hand at your waist finally drops to finish you off.
“Let–” he gasps softly, “let go, now.”
The sound of him still stumbling over his breaths coupled with the perfect touch does you in immediately. It makes you arch and writhe against his unyielding grip as each wave of raw pleasure beats down on the shores of your mind and body. Wesker holds you through it, eyes focused on the rise and fall of your chest, the way you quiver and pulse around his cock clouds his mind with the same intense need that got you to this very moment.
He’s not done. Not even close. The feeling of your walls milking him drives him further into a madness he knows, deep down, he’s never going to escape.
And why would he ever want to?
#albert wesker#albert wesker x reader#albert wesker fanfiction#albert wesker x you#wesker x reader#wesker x you#resident evil#dead by daylight#dbd#albert wesker smut#wesker smut
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True friends 🌱
Okay, I'll just pretend that I jumped on the last car of the train with furry versions of RE characters. Of course, I once drew them, but it was, it seems, a couple of years ago. And here we are - with fennec Birkin and puma Albert. Maybe later I’ll draw someone else, I don’t know
#resident evil#concept art#biohazard#albert wesker#william birkin#furry version#artists on tumblr#capcom#art#digital art#fanart#digital painting#painting#willsker
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I think I accidently discovered something........
#brb i need to shit and cry and vomit#something clicked in my brain when i looked at both images....wtf#EVEN THE DIMPLES ARE THE SAME#chrisker#chris redfield#wesker#albert wesker#my edit
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#art wip#albert wesker#albert wesker fanart#re1#resident evil wesker#weskerposting#work in progress#render art#re5 wesker#rendering#umbrella chronicles
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He's staring at your soul 👹
#drawing#art#ibis paint art#ibis paint drawing#ibis paint x#ibispaint art#made in ibis paint#digital art#ibispaintapp#wesker resident evil#dbd wesker#wesker dbd#re wesker#resident evil wesker#albert wesker#resident evil#resident evil drawing#resident evil albert wesker#yippee#yipppeeee#silly drawing#drawing meme#drawing digital#tumblr draw#dbd#albert wesker resident evil#random shit#re albert wesker#re draw#dbd art
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their ship name is weskynn
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This has been in my head all day, lol
#albert wesker#resident evil#wesker#rebhfun#resident evil meme#resident evil memes#Oswell#oswell e spencer
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Got some sketches of Naga!Wesker, that's I've been working on, getting them digitalized eventually, but here they are, Enjoy!
I normally don't post traditional stuff, but I may as well to just show that, hey, I'm still around, lol.
#albert wesker#digital drawing#resident evil#digital art#naga#naga wesker#re wesker#resident evil 5#resident evil fanart#albert wesker fanart#the mastermind#dbd mastermind#dbd wesker
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Let me set up the scene here: So Wesker’s got his pet, right? You’re more or less broken for him, always obeying what he says and only occasionally asking to go home. He chooses to ignore the way you tense up, and tremble, and whimper whenever he touches you or speaks because he wants to believe your obedience stems from love. But then you break something.
It was a complete accident of course, you’d never do something like that on purpose! But when he comes rushing in to investigate the crash with his only priority being the safety of his dearheart, he finds you pale and sobbing on the floor with your face hidden, saying you’re so sorry and you didn’t mean it, you swear, please, please don’t punish you, Master-
TLDR: Wesker’s pet is terrified of him and breaks something totally by accident but freaks out because they’re so scared of being punished :( how’s he reacting?
hmmm good question. of course he loves his dearheart and he wants to believe his pets obedience stems from love and wanting to be good, not like.. this.
he gently picks them up and carries them into his bedroom, a place they know is safe normally, before cleaning up. when hes done he joins them, pulling them into his lap and hugging them tightly, poor pet is so confused.
he comforts them, telling them that they're okay, he knows it was an accident. when they've calmed down he takes their face into his hands looking into their eyes and planting a kiss on their forehead while telling them he would never, ever punish them if they don't really deserve it, by breaking a rule or something the like.
he tells them he loves them, that he only wants the best for them, coercing then into getting as comfy as they can. wesker definitely watches what he says and how he acts around his pet.
#gothghostiie#ask ghostiie#albert wesker#resident evil#dead by daylight#wesker#dbd#albert wesker x reader
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The kiss
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A New Game (Albert Wesker x gn!Reader)
18+ | thigh riding, nipple play, wesker being a condescending little fuck, bit of degradation | Fic Directory
When your back hits the wall, you know you’re in the best kind of trouble.
Wesker is silent as he takes you in. He holds your wrists above your head, wordlessly asserting that you are fully at his mercy as he gazes down at you with a devilish curiosity. There is a gnawing hunger seated deep in those inhuman eyes of his, and you are the meal that will sate him.
With his free hand, he grips your jaw and turns your face away.
“Where to start, hm?” He muses, blowing a warm breath over your neck, basking in the way you shiver. “My, my… So reactive.”
The hand at your jaw slips down your body, mapping a path over your chest to the hem of your shirt, slipping under all too skillfully. His bare fingers graze your skin and he smirks, humming in a way that sounds uncharacteristically delighted.
He had taken his gloves off earlier to tease you, as he had been doing for some time now. His fingertips carry a strange chill that contrasts against your warmth, leaving goosebumps in their wake as they dance up to your chest. He cups your flesh as if committing every detail of it to memory. He looks at you and you know without him speaking a word. Every inch of you belongs to him now. You are his to have, and his alone.
You can practically see the gears of his methodical mind turning as he takes in every precious little reaction you give him. Each panted breath that leaves your pretty lips, the way your eyes dilate, the soft moan turned mewl as he pinches your nipple and rolls it between his thumb and forefinger.
“Very good…” He says with that signature dark chuckle of his that always blurred the lines between arousing and terrifying. “I’ve enjoyed this game of ours, but I have a new one I’d like to play.” He comes impossibly closer, thigh rising to wedge between your legs as he lifts you just enough to mount it.
The pressure makes your core throb with a burning need and your hips buck of their own accord.
“Well, well…” he purrs, nuzzling against your temple. “Is that how you want this? So desperate that you’d hump my leg like a dog?” You can hear the smirk in his voice as his words shoot straight to your aching core. “I’m quite impressed you’ve kept your hands to yourself for so long.”
The simple reminder of your self control makes you struggle against his hold on your wrists. You want so badly to grab him by those damn shoulder holster straps and kiss him stupid. God… that’s how you’d gotten in this situation. Brave enough to finally snap and pull the most dangerous man you’d ever met into such an intimate act. Now it’s got you soaking your underwear as he whispers filth in your ear and teases your chest.
Wesker tuts in disapproval at your attempts to free yourself.
“Poor thing.” His hand slips out from under your shirt, prompting a downright pathetic whine of protest to escape you. He snakes it around your waist and rocks you against his thigh. “Tell you what, sweetheart.”
You gulp and he huffs the smallest laugh against the shell of your ear.
“Give me a good show and perhaps I’ll reward you after, hm?” His teeth graze your earlobe and you arch away from the wall, hips rocking against the strong muscle of his thigh for more of that delicious friction.
His arm wraps tighter around your waist to aid in your movements. You bite your lip through your keening, mortified at how quickly the mere idea of this ‘reward’ he’s teased has put you on the edge.
“Show me what I have to look forward to when I take all of you.” He commands, suddenly forcing you to move faster and harder. “Feels good, doesn’t it? Just imagine what you’ve been denying yourself.”
Your vision is hazing and you’re hurtling toward release faster than you can stop it. His words in your ear, his body against yours, his scent clouding your mind– everything about him has bewitched you. You don’t even care how pathetic you must look grinding against his leg anymore.
“That’s it, pet.” He goads. “Earn me.”
You let loose, chasing that ever tightening knot until it snaps and the shockwaves surge through your body like a hurricane.
You don’t even try to hold back whatever weak noises escape your lips. He has to know how good it felt. Wesker has to know what sweet sounds you’ll sing for him if he gives you more.
You need him to give you more.
With your eyes still shut and chest heaving, you try to say his name but it only comes out silent and breathless. You feel like jell-o, and you’re pretty sure his good graces are the only reason you haven’t hit the floor yet.
A curled finger lifts your chin.
“Now was that so hard?” He asks, a soft lilt ringing in his voice.
You give a weak shake of your head.
“Good. In that case, I do believe you’ve earned something special…”
The wet heat of his tongue drags along the edge of your jaw until his lips are pressed right against your ear again. The act alone is enough to make you clench your thighs around his.
“I will have all of you, over and over again. You will be mine for the rest of your days.” He nips at the side of your neck sharply, tongue laving over whatever mark he’s certainly branded you with. “You have earned me.”
#albert wesker#albert wesker x reader#albert wesker x you#albert wesker fanfiction#this is a follow up to brave since everyone was saying it was too short >:)#dbd#dead by daylight#wesker x reader#wesker x you#resident evil
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