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bunnystalker · 4 months

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boyfriend's dad wesker hcs (18+)

you're sweet and kind, and your boyfriend's dad is... not.

a/n; reader is in their 20's/in college with wesker's kid, jake. wesker is a good dad just not here though! reader is dating jake muller-wesker. albert is a major perv here guys sorry. based on re5 wesker -`♡´-

cw; afab!reader, dom!wesker, lowkey size kink, nonconsensual recording, wesker being a creep, major age gap (12+ years), mentions of smoking and drinking, stalking, breadcrumbing as a manipulation tactic, eventual sex (clit stimulation, fingering, p in v, unsafe sex, cumplay, creampie), dubcon, cheating, grooming (technically), praise and degradation, slight daddy kink (if u squint),

petnames (reader received); dear, darling, sweet girl, dolly

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who has never cared for anyone younger than him, let alone someone as young as his son.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who takes interest in you after his darling son, Jake, brings you home in a hurry to get to bed. he's working in the living room, waiting for his son to come home.

he's not surprised to see his son rush through the front door, but he is, however, surprised to see he brought someone home. he moves his laptop from his lap to stand up and introduce himself the moment he notices you're there. the look on your face is one he's seen before- desire and the unmistakable reddened scleras from smoking weed, all directed at his dopehead son.

"jacob-"

"later, dad." jake rushes you to the basement, where his room is, and you're gone in an instant. it's clear you're just as high as your little boyfriend, gone off a blunt and some vodka. for some reason, that irks him.

he walks over to jacob's door and leans against it, ready to knock with his knuckles just an inch from the door when he hears something come from you. a moan, then a hushed whisper from jacob telling you to be quiet, and another, softer moan from you.

so maybe his face goes red and he sits there for a moment, focused on the way you sound and how loud you get when you cum. he's just as quiet as he was when he approached his son's room while walking away, forgoing his work and retreating upstairs to fist his half-hard cock.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who has a knowing look on his face the next morning, up early as hell just to catch you sneaking out of the house because your dumb boyfriend's still asleep. who's sitting on the couch and sees you looking a little rough, hickies covering your neck and your clothes messed up from your rush to get them on. you're a hungover wreck.

"good morning," his voice startles you, of course it does. you hadn't even noticed him, a residual high from smoking so much weed the night prior making your mind foggy. instead of running, like you want to, you approach the couch, your nerves aflame. why does he look so smug?

"mr. wesker, i-i'm so sorry about last night, it was so rude of me to not introduce myself…" you're blushing. you're intimidated by him and he loves that. he gives you a charming smile and reassures you that it's alright, dear, just hurry to class. he sends you on your way with a pat on your lower back.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who asks his son about you later. jake tells him all about you, just as wesker was hoping. while jake is in class, he installs cameras in the house- invisible to the naked eye, of course. he'd hate for you to feel surveillanced and scare you off.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who tells jake he's working late tonight as an excuse to sit in the parking lot of an abandoned building and watch the cameras from his phone. he pays special attention to the one he angled at the couch as he palms himself to the video feed of you, so cutely sitting there and talking with his son. he doesn't even have to try to spend time alone with you because you're always at his place, anyway.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who adores it when you blush from something he said or did, who wants you all to himself, his son be damned. he compliments your outfits, your hair, your perfume (how can he smell that when you're three feet away?) when your boyfriend isn't around. he'll brush a hand through your hair and murmur something about how soft it is, leaving you red in the face when your boyfriend comes back.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who knows it's wrong to want you and doesn't care. he loves the way you give your full attention to him when he's talking, how you pretend that you don't see the looks he gives you, or that you're not affected by the subtle touches and unspoken promises of more. a hand on the small of your back as he passes you, one on the back of your neck as he gives you a tour of the home- something his son neglected to do- his gaze lingering too long on the curve of your throat and waist, his imagination running wild.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who finds a pair of your panties in the wash, presumably forgotten, and takes them for himself. uses them to get off, his tongue on the gusset as he imagines your taste and how you'd clench around him when you cum.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who tells you that his son isn't good enough for you. who plants seeds of doubt in your head and waters them religiously. you're too oblivious to notice what he's doing, because mr. wesker is so nice, he would never do that to your relationship, right? who tells you that an older man would treat you right, much better than his stupid son.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who waits for you to get into a fight with his son about something so he can comfort you after his son storms out of the house, leaving you crying in his bedroom. you don't know what to do, don't know who to turn to, and like an angel, he's there for you. he pulls you into his lap and lets you cry it out, rubbing your back the whole time and whispering sweet nothings in his ear that leave you confused and in need of more comfort, because why does your boyfriend's dad make you feel better than your boyfriend ever has?

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who loves the way you wrap your arms around his neck, and in your vulnerability, trust him with your life. you're putty in his strong arms, his hold secure enough to make you feel safe. he knows you don't mind when one of his hands moves to your thigh, kneading softly to get your blood running south. he feels your face heat up, your hips shifting slightly to mute the gentle throb of your clit. as if you could get away with such a subtle thing like trying to hide your arousal.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who gently forces your thighs to part to accompany his hand. who's been anticipating this, the way you moan into his neck as he thumbs your clit through your panties. how you press into his hand when he slips two fingers in after moving your panties to the side. the way your hands grab at his shirt, your fists clenched around the fabric like you'd die if you let go of him.

"that's my good girl, taking my fingers so well. i know, i know, this is just what you needed, right darling? your legs spread so nice for your boyfriend's daddy." he croons, his lips just centimeters from your ear. the fanning of his breath against your neck, his long fingers in your cunt and the noises they draw out of you- utterly sinful. you know it's wrong, but just thinking about your boyfriend coming home to this sight has your cunt squeezing and aching for more. he knows you want it just as bad as he does, the way you're gripping his fingers like they're his cock. you're close already and he wonders just how long it's been since you've been fucked properly.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who kisses you to keep you from whining when he pulls his fingers out of you to undo his belt and pull his cock out from its cloth confines. who hisses slightly when you stroke him, slightly inexperienced but for him, you're willing to learn. who's so encouraging, holding your hips as you pierce yourself on his cock with little pushback. whose tip nails your cervix and he's not even fully inside. who's fine with that because as much as he wants this, he doesn't want to hurt you. who guides your hips in the way he knows you enjoy, because he's watched your boyfriend move you the same way.

"just like that, dolly. your cunt feels perfect, gotta ruin it for everyone else, don't i? mold it to my cock so you can't cum any other way. you'd like that, right sweet girl?" his nails dig into the meat of your hips, bouncing you at a steady pace. you nod dumbly, the pleasure melting your brain into nothingness. you could get addicted.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who doesn't pull out to cum. he keeps you brainless on his dick, forcing an orgasm out of you as he rubs that spongy spot inside of you. he grins when you moan his name as the pleasure comes crashing through you, your nails digging into his shoulders. he loves that sound.

"t-too much- fuck- please-" you whine, burying your face in his shoulder as he holds your hips steady, thrusting up into you with an unforseen vigor. he's not stopping until you're full of his cum, maybe even crying a little.

"quiet, darling. i'm only doing what's best for you." he hisses, his hips stuttering with stifled groan. you moan in unison, his thick, sticky seed spilling in you, but he doesn't stop fucking you.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker who fucks his load so deep inside of you, you're worried it might actually take. who strokes your hair as you remain on his lap, recovering when he's satisfied with himself.

"you're not going to tell my son about this, are you darling?" he runs his fingers through your hair until you're alright to sit up.

"no."

"good girl. come here." he kisses you again, sweeter this time, but you get the feeling that he's never going to let you go.

-`♡´- bfd!wesker, who refuses to let you out of his grasp, even if you break up with jake. you're not escaping him that easily.

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alespov · 7 months

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[Taking their kids trick or treating. ]

Tw: none!

Featuring: Wesker and Leon { will make another part for other characters soon :) }

A\N : Hope y’all enjoy <3 feedback is highly appreciated! Requests are open :)) not proofread

Halloween masterlist

Leon :

- this was Leon’s favorite time of year. He loved everything Halloween. So he volunteered to take your kids trick or treating. So you could have some time to yourself. He picked out matching costumes from him and his girls.

- He got them bluey and bingo, he went as bandit. He wanted to make Halloween special for them. While they were young, he hoped to be a cool dad. Which you always tell him that he is.

- he didn’t keep them out so late, but between the both of them. They both had full buckets of candy. You were impressed.

- If there’s a scary decoration, he would avoid that house or he would carry them. They were still young enough to be scared of some stuff, but it wasn’t a problem for Leon. He would do anything to protect his girls.

- he always made sure the girls minded their manners. He’s knew they would get tired, so he brought a wagon so he pull them around in. He had a throw blanket, so they could cover up if they got cold.

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The girls came running in and found you in the tv room. You were curled up with a fuzzy blanket, a good book and a glass of wine. While wearing Leon’s oversized shirt.

“Did you have fun with dad?” You asked excitedly while they climbed to sit with you on the couch. They shook their heads yes and proceeded to tell you everything that happened.

A few minutes later, Leon came in with their buckets and candy. He walked toward the couch and leaned down the kiss you on the forehead. You giggled at him because he was still in his costume.

"What's got you laughing?" He asked, a puzzled expression dancing across his face. Your laughter only intensified at his genuine bewilderment, "It's just that you're still decked out in your costume." His eyes followed your gaze downward, and a surge of understanding struck him. Hastily unzipping the outfit, he discarded it, leaving him clad in his usual ensemble of shirt and sweats.

“Want them check their candy with me?” He asked while pulling you up with him. He kissed your forehead and placed his head against yours.

“Let’s put them bed first.” You told him. He picked them both up and all of you walked upstairs to get them ready for bed. After getting them to fall asleep, you and Leon decided to check their candy. You didn’t believe you would find anything wrong. You had thought Leon just wanted his dad tax.

Albert Wesker

- he preferably didn’t like accepting candy from strangers. But for the sake of his daughter he would do it.

- he never got to experience trick or treating when he was younger. But he knew he wanted to take his daughter trick or treating. He didn’t think he would enjoy going, but he actually liked going. He thought it would be more crowded, but it truly wasn’t.

- He parked his car, and the three of you walked around. You had to find a neighborhood since you lived in the middle of nowhere.

- For the most part of trick or treating, he carried her on his shoulders. Just because she was tired of walking. Or she held his hand, and skipped alongside him.

- You and your daughter had corresponding outfits on. You couldn’t get Albert dress up, which was fine. You knew he wouldn’t do it anyway.

- Albert wanted to stay out til the end of trick or treating, just because the three of you were having fun.

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“Do we have to walk back through there?” Your daughter asked as she reached up for Albert to pick her up.

"Regrettably, we do," he grumbled, casting a weary glance in your direction. Raccoon City annually transforms into a captivating realm of enchantment with its renowned "haunted corn maze." This year, the organizers boldly decided to establish it right at the heart of town, rendering navigation through the area a difficult task. Your home was nestled amidst the serenity of the countryside,which means you had to drive in search of trick-or-treating locations.

“Don't worry, darling, everything will be alright. Your dad and I are right here with you,” you soothingly reassured your little one. Her eyes lit up with a glimmer of relief as she snuggled her face comfortably into her father's warm embrace. You were acutely aware that the maze had surprises waiting to pop out and startle everyone. That's precisely why you wanted to navigate through it swiftly, hoping to save Albert from losing his cool at the unexpected scares.

As Albert carefully cradled your daughter in his arms, you valiantly lugged her hefty candy bucket. Sweat beaded on your brow as you tried to keep pace with Albert, who grumbled under his breath about the nonsensical maze constructed by the "fools of this town" and their frivolous use of funds. You recognized that he was biting his tongue, doing his best not to frighten your little girl with his true thoughts.

“C’mon dearheart, we must hurry. We’re also there.” Albert called to you, he wasn’t so far ahead of you. You answered him and jogged a bit quicker.

You saw the parking ahead and thought you had made it through, without anyone jumping out of you. You checked your watch real quick, to keep an eye on time, only to discover it was bedtime soon. Relief began to wash over you, and you were planning the rest of your evening with Albert, until the shrill cry broke you out of your daydream.

The relief was replaced with dread as you hurried to your family. You were really running to your husband’s aid, so he didn’t blow a gasket.

You made it over there, and your husband was trying to diffuse your daughter’s crying. After promptly telling the scare actor to leave. You sat the bucket down and reached from your daughter, trying to soothe her.

He grabbed her bucket, and the both of you hurried to the car. Hoping to enjoy the rest of the Halloween night.

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chrisitsraining · 1 year

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dbd killers according to my parents

#dumdum hours #will not recover from my dad calling nemi the stars guy lol #dead by daylight #evan macmillan #philip ojomo #max thompson jr #sally smithson #herman carter #albert wesker #nemesis-t type #ji-woon hak #charlotte deshayes #victor deshayes #sadako yamamura #ghostface #jeffery hawk #the dredge #amanda young #caleb quinn

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hamartia-grander · 10 months

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Resident evil games versus having the most Girl Dads in all the land

#So many girl dads. So many.#Leon Kennedy #Ethan Winters #Chris Redfield #<- those are all canon too. Vibes alone:#Luis Serra #Carlos Oliveira #Hell even fucking #Karl Heisenberg #NONE of these men would know how to raise a boy. None of them.#Resident evil #resident evil memes #Serennedy #Winterfield #wintersberg #Honourary mention to Wesker who - like Jake Peralta - SHOULD have been a girl dad but wasn't

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kedreeva · 2 years

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Went to my mom’s house today to have dinner with her to celebrate her birthday and told her I would need to leave in time to get some fresh Mint from a nearby grocer and she told me she had lots of mint in her garden. Then she disappeared into the rain and returned to stand outside of her own glass door, holding handfuls of plants that had just been torn from the ground. She knocked, and my father let her in. She brought me the plants, which were actually lemon balm, and then dragged me outside to prove that she definitely had mint, and I know she used to have it, because I have seen it before (which is why I believed she would be able to get me some), but we found none mint.

Which makes my mother the first person in the history of the world to accidentally eradicate mint.

#mint #personal #had a GREAT time tho #tried a new restaurant #my dad ate schwarma for the first time in 6 decades of life #and he liked it #we watched some of the new Resident Evil tv series #GREAT start btw #dude that plays broyles in Fringe plays Wesker in it #LOVE that love him #loving the shit out of his kids #good times

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rachelfoleyisntdead · 3 months

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resident evil characters as zodiac signs

work hired someone else instead of promoting me so enjoy these memes!

bonus alternates:

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big-buff-goth · 4 months

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Dad bod wesker is so fckin hot, specially if he is a dad like gimme gimme 😩😩😩

I TRIED ANON

#albert wesker #dad bod wesker #resident evil #sketch #my art

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dinjoyer · 10 months

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Little Wesker Junior

#digital art #procreate #jake muller #albert wesker #resident evil wesker #wesker fanart #dad wesker #resident evil art #resident evil #resident evil fanart #resident evil 5 #resident evil 6

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gothghostiie · 4 months

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DBD Wesker carrying his daughter on his back while he does his Thang. She helps him by pointing out survivors. He already knows they're there, but he lets her believe she's helping because he loves she

making my baby fever rise

his little daughter getting excited when the uroboros slam someone against the wall because she knows that's good for her dad

I'll one up you tho - his little baby in a baby carrier on his chest, facing the front. the baby kicks, babbles and laughs so much that wesker doesnt need a terror radius anymore because the survivors hear the baby when hes close

#gothghostiie #ask ghostiie #albert wesker #resident evil #dead by daylight #dbd #wesker #fluff #dad wesker

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chrysalmor · 2 months

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gender swap of resident evil guys

adalene, chris(tine) and leona

#my art #albert wesker #chris redfield #leon kennedy #resident evil #resident evil fanart #genderswap #anyways f!wesker unlike wesker - knows jake but abandon him when she gave a birth #and anyways jake or f!jake would be still with jake's dad #and christine and leona are still have muscles even as a women #anyways i fckn finished this art

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bunnystalker · 4 months

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Wesker surviving RE5. Taking a good while to recover. When he final tracks Chris many years later he sees a young woman with Chris. Obviously not Chris' wife.

Chris got a daughter. And Wesker knows how to truely break him now.

Poor girl, she gets hit on by a super hot dude not knowing that he is her dads biggest enemy

listen... this would go fucking crazy... 18+

cw; afab!reader, creep!wesker, reader is 21-ish and wesker is... *gulps*... 61, dad!chris isn't the best dad, i'm projecting big time with this one guys sorry, takes place circa re8, reader is in college, no use of y/n, chris is the kind of alcoholic dad that you don't want your boyfriend to meet because you are, in fact, embarrassed of him, wesker drives a lincoln mkz zephyr.

you look like your dad but prettier. softer, sweeter features than your father's own. your eyes are paralyzingly innocent, and he can't help himself when he lays eyes on you. you're younger than albert by a concerning amount of years, but thanks to your dad's unintentional neglect during your childhood, you've got some issues.

your father never told you about wesker- or anything relating to his line of work. how foolish of chris to not take such precautions with his daughter. you never bothered to ask, either, as you felt some sort of resentment towards your dad in your teenage years. everything he did pissed you off, especially when he was trying to bond. so of course you decided to date someone just as old, if not older than your dad, just to piss him off in return.

that's when you stumbled across wesker. he was handsome for his age, though he looks much younger and you're not sure why. the sunglasses thing confused you, though he'd told you once when you had first started talking that he has light-sensitive eyes. you, being so trusting of this nice, older man who made you feel wanted, believed him and every little thing he ever told you. he'd make you feel so warm inside, and it didn't take long for you to fall for him.

he'd made a show of falling for you, too, to keep you under his thumb. you were the type to flee at the first sign of abandonment; he couldn't have that.

your dad was shocked when you told him you'd found a boyfriend. thanks to your strained relationship, you'd hardly talked to him after leaving for college, which he blamed himself for. it had only worsened between the two of you after your mother left.

and now, at dinner, your dad thinks it's the greatest idea in the world talk about your beloved.

"so," your father starts as he saws through thick-cut steak with a serrated knife, cutting you off a piece, "this boyfriend of yours, when am i meeting him?"

"you want to meet my boyfriend?" you cock an eyebrow at your father, though he doesn't meet your gaze. his own is fixed to the bit of steak he's setting on your plate beside some vegetables.

"well, yeah. must be pretty serious if you told me about him." chris finally looks at you, setting his silverware down. you swallow.

"i don't know, dad."

"what, are you embarrassed of me?"

"i didn't say that, don't put words in my mouth." you stuff a piece of sauteed cauliflower in your mouth as chris sighs inwardly. for the next ten minutes, there's no sound except silverware clinking against your plates and your father's jaw popping here and there.

neither of you can take much more of the awkward silence.

chris clears his throat and leans back in his chair, "listen, i just want to make sure you're dating a good guy, okay?"

"yeah, sure." the bitterness and slight annoyance in your voice is hard to hide. you don't bother.

"is that a crime? wanting to look out for my kid?" he crosses his arms over his chest, getting a little defensive.

"don't you think it's a little late to play dad of the year? i'm not a child, i don't need you to look out for me."

"i know you're not a child-"

"then just stop." you're standing up from your chair, "stop trying to be a bigger part of my life. stop acting like you care. stop."

"fine, you want to be an ungrateful brat?" your dad stands up too, "then get out. take your shit and leave, or shut the hell up."

you don't really have anywhere else to go, so you slink back into your chair and reluctantly finish your food. with all the money your dad gets from his job, he's paying your tuition.

your dad downs the whiskey in his glass and gathers his dishes, leaving you to sit in silence at the dinner table.

your father lets the boyfriend thing go until you bring it up to him again, this time on your own.

when you bring it up to albert, he's delighted.

"i'd be honored," he tells you as he leans down to kiss your cheek, he's confident about this, which puts you at ease because you know your father isn't going to take this very well.

you're dressed your best, as is albert, who's got his hand on your lower back protectively. he can sense your nerves- uroboros didn't completely burn out of his system- as if they were his own, and he kisses your head as you unlock the front door. based on the black jeep in the driveway, beside albert's zephyr, your father is home. you open the door, and in a flash, you're pushed out of the way.

you didn't expect your father to have a loaded gun aimed at your boyfriend so quickly, if at all. a deep laugh sounds from albert.

"oh, chris..."

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