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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

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Ah! I thought of a second one as I was typing the first one. 😆

Okokok busy and overworked STARS Wesker who comes home to find his lover afraid of thunder and in dire need of his comfort.

That is so cute!

Wesker having a rough day at work, getting annoyed at Chris who has yet again rebelled against him, not listening to his orders while they were on a mission. He was pissed, but also exhausted as he had to fix everything himself, to save the whole team because of one reckless man. He had his hair messed up and wet from the rain, top buttons of his shirt undone, a gun strapped to his side and defeated look on his face. He obviously didn’t even bother to go back to the station, but straight home, to you.

You were the only escape here, he’s been thinking about you the whole time, he was imagining you in his arms already. He wanted nothing more than to have you in his embrace, caress you gently and complain to you about how everything went terribly. There was nothing he’d wish for more than to be by your side and let you calm him down. Wesker needed that, you were a cure for his mind, his heart, his soul.

Though when he entered the house, you were nowhere to be seen. It confused him for a bit, anxiety filling his veins and doubts engulfing his mind, only until he began his search for you. He was anxious for a moment, thinking that you’ve left him or someone has taken you from him. But those thoughts didn’t last long. He found you, curled up under a bunch of blankets on your bed. A sigh of relief escaped your lover and only then did you realize that he’s finally home.

"Y/N what’s happe-“ he couldn’t even finish, because a thunder was heard from outside and you rushed to him, on all fours, only so that you could wrap your arms around his waist and hide your face in his chest.

He immediately got the hint, stroking your hair gently, holding you close. "It’s alright, no need to be scared, I’m here.”

Wesker would be honestly so sweet to you once he knows that you’re in need of his comfort and protection which he knows only he can provide. He’d take you to shower with him (cause he wouldn’t go to bed dirty, especially after a day in the field), soothing you, taking care of both you and himself. He can’t let you be by yourself now, can he?

After that he’d carry you to bed, like a princess that you are to him. A precious little gem of his that he wouldn’t let go. He would let you get comfortable in his arms, pulling a blanket over both of y’all’s bodies, kissing your forehead and mumbling quietly about how safe you are with him, holding you tight even after you’ve fallen asleep. All his worries were immediately thrown aside, all the anger, frustration. His mind was only filled with how adorable you looked and how good it made him feel that you found comfort in him. You were truly his only weakness.

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I’m still writing I promise

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I thought of this in the shower earlier lol. So, yandere Wesker and a darling who may or may not have stolen his lab coat or jacket because they know that if they act out, he'll be forced to stay with them just a little bit longer. Even if he's mad at them, he's still there by their side for awhile, so it's fine even if they have to be punished. You think our smart, smart boy would be able to pick up on it?

[To be fair I didn’t intend for this to be nsfw, but it ended that way anyway:’)]

I think he would be kind of alright with you taking his stuff, especially when it comes to clothes as he gets very possessive and the fact you want some of him with you only boosts his confidence, on the other hand though - yandere Wesker, being an asshole he is, would surely use the fact that you did it as a good excuse to punish you.

He was getting ready to work, to leave you at home, all alone and terribly bored once again. He was in a good mood however, so as he was about to leave, he even wanted to seek you out just for a goodbye kiss. Before he could do that though, he noticed that one of his coats is missing, his favorite to be exact.

"Y/N?”

You peaked from behind the corner, blinking your eyes innocently as your body remained hidden. "Yes?”

Wesker’s eyes narrowed as he realized that you’re hiding something, scanning your face to get more hints and almost immediately he got the idea of what you’ve done. It was so clear, how you hid most of your body, how you tried to look innocent, eyes wide and a playful smile on your face. For a mere second he wondered if you’ve really stolen a piece of his clothing or if there was more to your flushed cheeks and the distance you purposely kept between the two of you, but he settled with the first option (he knew you too well).

"Don’t you have anything you’d like to tell me?” your boyfriend asked, but you only shook your head and disappeared to the other room, of course wearing his coat. You couldn’t help but giggle, knowing he would go after you, maybe even chase you if you were to run, whether it was curiosity or anger he felt. And when you saw him behind you, you’ve decided that it’s really an excellent idea to run so that you’d waste a little more of his time.

Wesker didn’t say a word, he was pretty amused by what you’ve done. He took his time, since he knew quite well that it would take him barely a second to catch up to you. He waited until you were cornered and even though you looked really cute with his coat on (that was by the way definitely too big for you), he just couldn’t miss an opportunity like this. You wanted him to spend more time with you? You’ve got what you wanted, for a mere few minutes, but still - you’ve got it. He would come up to you, with a smirk on his face, taking you in his arms and telling you how good you look wearing it, getting you flustered, only to pin you against the wall, with your legs around his waist, pulling your pants and panties just below your ass so he could get enough access to your aching core, immediately sliding in the second his cock was free from its confines, indulging you in pleasure, fucking you quick and rough.

It was you who initiated it, so now you’ll have to take what he’s giving you in return. And god did you enjoy every second of it. Each of his thrusts forced a sinful noise out of you, your eyes watering at the pace he set only to remind you that each thing of his has a price.

He wouldn’t let you reach your climax, pulling out as soon as he found his own release. A whine escaped you at that and you hopelessly tried to reach out for him to get back, to hold you again, to fill you to the brim with his warm cock, again and again. But before you could do so, he was gone. He wanted you to be longing for him the whole time he was away only so that he could make up for everything when he comes back. And he would take his time then. But for now - he left you, full of his cum, with his coat still on, panting, legs trembling and cheeks flushed. He might miss it, though the way you looked in it, almost drowning, all warm and cute, he’s decided that one day without it wouldn’t kill him.

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Hmmm your writing for Wesker kinda made him somewhat yandere-ish, not that I complain

Well if you don’t mind then I suppose it’s alright!

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Albert Wesker headcanons

[these will be purely my opinion on what he does and how he is in and outside of relationship. Also let me know if I should write NSFW headcanons too!]

~ Albert is not a very open person so it’s difficult to get to him in the first place. It’s not like he lacks emotions, but as he can get easily attached, he prefers to only interact with people he must and that stays professional

~ though if you managed to get through that tough facade of his, you’ve earned yourself a loyal ally, a partner, a friend. People always make him seem bad, but gladly you didn’t care and wanted to find out for yourself, determined to find out as much as you could about this mysterious guy. And Wesker really appreciates it, even though someone being so interested in him feels odd

~ he is still distant at the beginning of the relationship, but it slowly develops into something warm and intimate. You have to give the poor man time, he hasn’t been in a proper relationship in ages if ever at all

~ the definition of you fell first, he fell harder

~ also he’s an active pet name user, so it’s very rare for him to call you by your actual name, though the more he falls for you, the more common it is for him to actually do that. Definitely adds ‘my’ before he says any pet name when he’s talking to you, just to make it known that you are special

~ he very much prefers women younger than him for a mere reason of spending as much time with you as possible. He doesn’t age like a normal person and he needs someone who would meet him at the very end so that you could leave this world together. He also wouldn’t want you to stay behind, however if you were actually his age, he would surely take care of you and make sure you still feel beautiful despite getting old

~ with the relationship come the secrets that he was able to hide from you before you got together. It’s safe to say that this man is not really a green flag due to the scars his trauma left on him. He’s not good for you and even though he wouldn’t admit it, he’s aware (somewhere deep down)

~ Albert insisted that you two live together, he needs you by his side and even when it might come off as if he’s trying to just be controlling - he’s just very scared of either you running away or someone hurting you while he’s not there to protect you

~ when it comes to sleeping by his side, for the first few months he just sleeps on his side of the bed, leaving you enough space only until he’s deep asleep. Then he’ll subconsciously wrap his arms around your body, pulling you close and making a personal teddy bear out of you. He’s touch starved after all the years alone, so much that even if he tries to give you enough space, his body won’t let him do so. You better not tell him though, because he’d feel embarrassed. Just wait for him to do it consciously and enjoy it;)

~ he’s often busy meaning you’ll have to find a hobbies of your own inside the house

~ he’s very keen on taking care of you in his free time, especially your hair. It’s kind of a therapy to him, not just playing with it, but also washing or braiding, even dying it. He’s up to do all of that for you

~ when there’s something going on with him, he probably just leaves, so that he doesn’t bother you with his problems, but if you come to him, offering your love and affection, he’s up for it. He will gladly lay on your chest, wrapping his arms around your waist, closing his tired eyes. Might as well fall asleep in that position because the exhaustion would get to him

~ if you worked in Umbrella with him, then you’re aware of his plans for the future, though if you haven’t, he’s gonna keep you unaware for the rest of your life, feeding you with delusions he came up with. But don’t you worry, it won’t affect your relationship at all, he’s gonna make up for all the lies;)

~ he wouldn’t dare cry in front of you, if he ever cried at all. He’s not the type of person who would go cry to the corner, he usually overcomes the sadness with anger, so good luck calming him down

~ Wesker is actually a really good cook! He doesn’t have much time for it, of course, but when he does, he makes you delicious meals (he really likes to spoil you)

~ speaking of spoiling… His favorite thing to buy you is lingerie, without a doubt. It’s just a bad habit of his, whenever he sees something you’d look good in (which is everything in his eyes), he just has to buy it for you and then watch you try it on knowing that it’s going to end up torn apart in less than a week. He tries not to do so, but he’s so eager to have you at times he just rips your clothes off:( so he buys new new ones quite often

~ he often comes home too late, finding you asleep on the couch as you were waiting for him for too long. His heart aches at the thought of someone being so excited just to see him, of someone actually caring about him and loving him as he knows how much of a risk he’s putting you in just by being with you. He would come up to you, gently taking you in his arms and carrying you to bed. He wouldn’t join you anytime soon, but he’d definitely stop by just to look at your peaceful, sleeping form, wondering just why on earth did you choose him

~ loves it when you sit on his lap while he’s working or even while he’s just reading a book. One of his arms is wrapped around your waist, keeping you close, while he holds a pen/documents/book in the other. Your presence is very important to him, he loves touching you, feeling you. He needs you and having you so close brings him enough comfort to let loose (and if you’d look up at him you’d probably see a tiny smile on his face)

~ absolutely loves listening to you. Even when he’s exhausted after a very bad day, he’ll pull you close to him, asking you how your day went and just lets you talk, only reassuring you that he’s still listening whenever you stop. Your voice is comforting to him and it’s his way of relaxation, to just be close to you and listen

~ underrated opinion, but in my eyes he’d hate smoking. It’s basically killing you, so why would you do that? If you’re a smoker, he’ll ask you to stop, but won’t do anything against it if you tolerate that he doesn’t want you to do it inside the house. He’s still annoyed whenever you light up a cig though

~ he likes it when you take his sunglasses and try them on. It always gets him to smile for some unknown reason as he watches you giggle, happy that you have a thing of his in your possession, even if for just a few minutes

~ secretly, his dream is to settle down and live a life he never got to have. He’s just a broken man after all and having you gave him a different view on life. Of course, he still wants to save the world (in his own ways), but he also wishes he got to have a peaceful life by your side, seeing you smile everyday, traveling across the world if you’d like to. He wished he could be the perfect man just for you

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Sacred beings (pt.2)

Albert Wesker X fem! Reader

[part 1]

She ran. Her feet burned, freezing air hit her body harder than she could've imagined, but there was no way she'd stop now. Her head hurt, body begged for rest, threatening to give up. Seeing the dark trees in a distance made her hopes grow. She rushed towards it. Her body was almost bare with the little of clothing that she needed in that facility, it was an easier access to what they had to monitor. She damned them, damned those people and especially that man. That man who came to look at her, feeding her fake sympathy on each one of their meetings only to stab her in the back every single time. Literally. Her body had reddened places all over because of the needles piercing her sensitive skin more than necessary. Those were the only parts of her body that seemed to appreciate the cold weather.

Y/N rushed towards the woods, soon getting lost in between the trees. She wouldn't be as naive as they'd think, she wouldn't stop until she was sure they left her alone. It was dark, small sparks of light were the only lead helping her find the way out. The small lights at the end of a never ending tunnel... She thought. She hasn't seen any part of the outside world in a while, tiny feet getting bruised by the branches on the cold ground, being crushed underneath her weight. The little sleep Y/N got was the only source of energy that was available, breathing hitched every other second.

Suddenly a pair of red eyes appeared in front of her, making her trip and land harshly in the mess made of tiny wood pieces and leaves, the feeling of it hurt. Just like little needles going through her skin and she sighed with both pain and surprise. It was the only sound she let out in a while as it was necessary to keep herself from crying, showing how much pain is being inflicted on her poor body that was just about ready to give up. Those eyes... They reminded her of burning fire, but instead of warmth, all they brought was pain and coldness.

She got up, she was no way far enough, but now, she picked up the speed, turning her head back, searching for any sign of enemy's presence. Pure paranoia filled her veins as breathing got hard. Her body was failing her every now and then, but she kept moving quickly, towards where the light was leading her, wherever that was. The silence was nearly overwhelming. As much as frightful the image might seem, the urge to survive was stronger. But then it came again, the burning sensation of those red eyes glowing in the darkness behind her. Clenching her fists she made the decision to close her eyes and run blindly, rather than afraid. What you can't see can't hurt you, right? Right? She had no idea who or what did that pair of eyes belong to, but it was clearly nowhere near good sign. Her head was a mess, clearly. The time became uncountable, unrecognizable, running past her, remaining time spilling through her fingers. Y/N's feet hurt so badly from the rough surface, her whole legs scratched, red marks obvious, first signs of blood visible.

The young woman made it out of the woods, to the road that seemed as empty and quiet as the rest of the place. She stopped, taking a few deep breaths, eyes ticking from side to side to sense anything other than emptiness. All of a sudden two lights appeared in the distance. Could that be... "A car?" She whispered into nothingness, her voice weak, barely audible. Hesitantly, Y/N raised a hand in a mere attempt to stop it, however it only drove by without any sign of stopping, making her take a step back from the road. She took her hand back quickly, rubbing the wrist as she hid it in her chest. Then, an unexpected sneeze came, which she instinctively covered with hands over her face, though when she gazed down at her palms, a red liquid glistened there. Another droplet fell onto them, and another one... Blood. She shook her head. The tears formed in her eyes. And an immediate headache caught her by surprise. Both hands struck to hold it in a tight grip, hoping for the pain to go away, feeling as if her head was being squeezed inside two metal plates, yet to be crushed. It didn't stop, only increased. The ringing... That terrible ringing. Her vision got blurry and within seconds, her body collapsed on the stone cold asphalt...

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Sacred beings (pt.1)

Albert Wesker X fem! Reader

Summary: She was a creation of his, supposed to have died during the difficult process, she was labeled as dead, but she managed to escape and now he's the one to hunt her down...

[before you read I’d like to inform you that this fanfic is going to have up to 30 parts. It’s not based on the main storyline of Resident evil so please don’t get mad after reading this, I warned you beforehand. Anyway I hope you enjoy it and let me know if you would want more!]

It was late in the evening in the headquarters of Umbrella corporation. The scientists have been switching their positions, some leaving for the day and others coming to take over their place for the night, yet the number has visibly lessened. There were a few that refused to leave most of the time, but those are the fools that sold their souls for the experiments that'd make every normal human's stomach twist in disgust.

Y/N, the one who's been stripped off her name, who already forgot who she's been before being dragged to this hell of a place, before all she could hear were her own screams of agony followed by a terrifying echo in the hallway. She was special. She was labeled as fragile goods, meant to be tested carefully, by the best of the best and only most trusted scientists were allowed to break inside her comfort space to observe her, like an exotic animal locked in a cage. The fact that she's been there for so long alone made her special, the fact that she survived most cruel experiments, until one...

"Test subject 087 has escaped!" The voice is nothing but a mere echo through the empty hallways, all painted in cold colors to match the laboratory interior. There were guns, many of them, as heavily armored men have entered. "Close all the exits, no one is allowed to leave the building." The voice continues, it's emotionless, calm, too much for any human being. As the speakers tremble with each word, the employees make sure to obey, staying in the same positions they've been in. Of course, they wouldn't want to get into any trouble, knowing how cruel Umbrella's politics can be.

The young woman, in her late twenties, was sneaking around the place, hiding behind every other corner in hopes that the exit is close. This was either run or die situation, there was nothing else she could do, although her weakened body tried to resist every single move she made. There were no shoes covering her bare feet and each step onto the cold floor sent shivers down her spine. She moved quickly and quietly, like a fox even though her head was spinning and her vision blurry. The cameras in every corner were obvious, so she only made sure to hide her face in high hopes of them not recognizing her. She barely had a few minutes to disappear before they run at her with guns and shields to get rid off another thing they created. No, she couldn't let it be that way. She wanted to live, she craved it, the feeling of being alive, free.

In one room, where a man named Oswell Earl Spencer has been occupied by the newest reports made by his subordinates until now, was already a plan to be made. He's been a clever man, that is for sure, determined to reach his goals at all cost, no matter the losses nor pain caused to the innocent.

"Send for him," he'd order one of the guards. He didn't even need to say the name out loud, it was his obvious favorite, his greatest creation that was capable of handling such a situation. "He's responsible for her. Tell him to catch her." He adds, tapping a finger on the surface of his desk impatiently. He jerks his head towards the door, to make the other man hurry and make the order clear. A dead meat has escaped, an experiment that was supposed to be far from alive, on the other side even. Yes, she was pronounced dead just early this morning and yet, when the sun came down and the darkness took over the world, that's when she seemed to have been resurrected and miraculously brought back to life. It was one of the very few failures of the feared and respected Albert Wesker, the one who was infected himself and who was supposed to make that woman the same, perhaps even better, however he was almost sure of that she would not survive the virus, not when it wasn't fully developed, he thought that when he saw her in the morning, it was the last time. He's seen her take her last breath, seen her eyes wide open with nothing but emptiness in them, not even the fear she used to possess was there. The virus didn't even create a 'superior' form of her body, no changes to be seen at all. It was just... nothing. The devastating truth hit him like a bus, he was not meant to disappoint again... His failure was something that enraged him, way more than the life that was lost. He's the best of the best, so why did he fail again? He spent the rest of the day turning his usually peaceful office upside down, searching for any type of clue on what he did wrong. But now that she's disappeared, there's hope, there's hope that she might be a worthy person, someone in whom lies the future as much as in him.

Wesker is quick to jump to his feet when he hears the order, his eyes widening in hope. He's going to find her... He's going to hunt her down and bring her back, no matter what...

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Obsession

Albert Wesker X fem! Reader [slight nsfw]

(My mind keeps wandering to the foreign places that probably should’ve stayed foreign :’).)

You were a basic woman, to say the least, nothing unusual about you, your job, your behavior. You were a normal person, a human being of your own who wished nothing more than to stay among the crowd, to stay in line, to be invisible to everyone else so that you could live your own life. It’s not like you cared of your surroundings that much anyway, you had clear goals, you had a dream life you wished to achieve and all you did was work and focus on yourself as you barely had anything or anyone in your life, you’ve lost everything you had the moment you moved abroad, to study, to finally go to the college of your dreams only to be thrown out months later. It was just you, you and no one else, a miserable young woman with nothing in life but goals yet to be achieved.

However what you didn’t know was the man who hid behind every corner of yours, the man who was always with you even though you didn’t even know him, you didn’t even know he was there at all. He always followed you, sly like a fox, his red eyes watching you, observing you at any given time, when you went grocery shopping, when you were at work, even when you were at home - he was always there with you, watching, creeping in the shadows like a demon sent from hell for you and only you. But you had no idea as you had enough problems of your own and even though he was yet to be the biggest one - it was better that you didn’t know.

He saw everything, every state of yours, how you writhed in ecstasy as your sinful fingers slid between your folds, gathering all the slickness as they moved in fast motions, your moans escaping you, sounding like a music to his ears and he wished it was his fingers instead, pleasuring you, bringing you over the edge. He saw you how you cried, your sadness so overwhelming you could barely stay awake, your desperate little body trembling in the sheets of your bed, wishing for nothing more than an escape, someone to hold onto. He saw how you were smiling as you were reading your favorite book, eyes hungrily swallowing each word. He saw all of it and it made his heart ache for an unknown reason. Especially seeing you cry made him crave you more than ever, wanting to wrap his strong arms around your delicate body, to keep you safe from all your worries, all your wrongs, to show you how good he could be just for you.

Wesker was obsessed with you, when or how that happened didn’t matter at all but the amount of love he felt for you couldn’t be overlooked no more. He barely knew you at all and yet there was something pulling him closer, so strong he went out of his way only to gather information about you, to get to know you through papers if he couldn’t do so in real life. He would never go as far as to ask you out on his own, knowing he couldn’t stay away for even a second if you talked to him, if he was to hear that sweet voice of yours saying his name. Only thinking of a moment like that made him close his eyes, hoping to see your face instead of the darkness, letting his imagination go free for a mere second, wanting nothing more than to make it a reality. He wanted you, your mind, your soul and your body. He wished for all of that to belong to him, though he didn’t want to scare you off. He kept reminding himself that if you ever were to exchange a word with him, you’d be terrified. No matter his charm, no matter his calm, soothing voice, he knew he’d scare you off.

He was crazy, he was absolutely insane when it came to you and you alone. Once a man so sure of himself now felt like a little loser, afraid of rejection. No there was more to it… He couldn’t, he just couldn’t do it. He can surely live with just watching you right? He can easily do that. Perhaps his obsession would go away if you finally had a life with someone else, if you found happiness in someone.

At least he thought that, until he saw you accompanied by another man. He didn’t care who that was, his jaw clenched as he tried to suppress his anger, the glass he held in his right hand threatening to crack in his tight hold and he did his best not to storm out of the bar he was in, disguised (even though he hated them and also the alcohol. But what wouldn’t he do for you?). Jealousy filled his veins, his mind. That should be him next to you, touching you so gently, pulling you into a hug, taking you wherever the two of you were headed. He was so confident he’d treat you much better he’s decided to remove that man from your life and simply make a move. Wesker wouldn’t kill him, of course, that would surely devastate you, though he made sure to gather enough information, to find all the dirt he could only to throw it in the poor man’s face. To make him lose everything, including you.

You were his and only his, whether you knew it or not. Whether you wanted or not. He cared not. And believe you’d get a hint after a third guy who tried to talk to you, to get to know you, suddenly left and never came back. Just so you could find roses from Wesker on your doorstep the next day. You’d know he owned you, he knew you would…

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TYSM FOR THAT!<3 I’ve been lazy for long enough, so it’s time to make myself productive for once haha

I’m wondering if anyone would be interested in a longer fanfic? I’ve been thinking a lot and got a few ideas, but I’m not really sure if anyone would be willing to read it so let me know! I could do both Wesker X reader and Wesker X oc depending on what you guys would prefer.

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I’m wondering if anyone would be interested in a longer fanfic? I’ve been thinking a lot and got a few ideas, but I’m not really sure if anyone would be willing to read it so let me know! I could do both Wesker X reader and Wesker X oc depending on what you guys would prefer.

#albert wesker #albert wesker x reader #resident evil #resident evil wesker #wesker x reader #wesker x you #fanfic #albert wesker x oc

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I wish I was your girl [pt.2]

Albert Wesker X fem!reader [18+]

(read the previous part here)

It all happened so fast. You barely knew what’s gotten into you that you even agreed to do something like this… To throw your dignity away like that to let someone like him devour you, completely.

You’ve been stripped off not only your clothes, but also your sanity. You lay bare before the captain’s eyes, on his desk, legs hanging over the edge, trembling and needy. He was so quick to rip the clothes off of you, throwing everything from the desk aside only to put you there… You didn’t even get the chance to protest.

He was quick to pull his pants down only as much as to let his hardened cock free, immediately thrusting into you, drawing a cry out of you. He caught you off guard, forcing his length into you. You would’ve lied if you said that it didn’t hurt so bad. He was big, you felt that as he stretched you like no other partner you’ve had before. It might’ve been painful, but you were able to find pleasure in it, loving the treatment you weren’t used to, loving how rough he was with you as you’ve always wished for someone like this. Little did you believe it could be your lovely captain.

"So damn tight…” Wesker murmured, throwing his head back, his hips slamming against your own, the tip of his cock reaching places that you didn’t even know existed. You felt dizzy, your vision foggy as you tried to calm your trembling body down by holding onto the edges of his desk. It was useless, all your attempts to hold onto the last piece of sanity had failed miserably. You were too deep in this, there was no coming back. A moan escaped you. You didn’t even want to go back to how things were. You wanted to feel him, exactly like this.

Your breasts bounced with each of his cruel thrusts, catching his eye almost immediately. He couldn’t resist it, your whole body was so beautiful that he could stare at you as if you were a goddess sent from heavens. He’s never felt such a desire towards a woman even though there were countless of them. You were special, you, a secretary who had a crush on him for months, secretly craving him, you who he spent time with even when he wasn’t supposed to, you who were always near to do anything he needed, to help him at any given time.

He could barely take his eyes off of your chest, he just couldn’t resist it, how soft they looked, how much he wanted to touch you, to taste your skin. Wesker leaned forward, his mouth immediately latching onto one of your hardened nipples, forcing a gasp out of you as he circled it with his tongue right before sucking it in, making your back arch, pressing yourself closer to him in desperation as a loud whine escaped you. He was far too lost in tasting your soft skin, his tongue sliding all across your chest, licking, sucking, biting. The sounds you were making each time his mouth touched you while he kept thrusting into you made him want to do more.

One of Wesker’s hands moved upwards from your hip, holding onto you tightly so that you couldn’t squirm away even if you wanted to, while he continued to ram into you as his mouth abused your chest, leaving dark purple marks on your delicate skin as if it was his new found territory. He did it to make you remember, to make sure that if you had a lover, they’d know there was someone else. That in reality you were a slut for your captain.

You completely forgot about why you were in this position, about that captain Wesker is actually a traitor. Your body submitted to him as if he owned you and for this night, he did indeed. Another moan was being drawn from you due to the powerful movement of his hips and you finally felt a knot form in your stomach, your pussy clenching around him, making him groan. Finally pulling away from your chest, he straightened, now looking down at you, noticing your tightly closed eyes, mouth open, hair messy and cheeks flushed. So beautiful…

Wesker hasn’t even dreamt of taking you like this, or seeing you so messed up, but god did he love it. His movements never really stopped, the speed of his thrusts only increased as he noticed the tears forming in the corners of your eyes, dripping towards your cheeks as he fucked you so hard.

"That’s it… That’s it, dearheart, take all I’m giving you.” His voice was breathy as he was reaching his breaking point as well. One of his hands suddenly appeared in between your legs. You weren’t expecting it as you were too lost in all the pleasure, though when he touched your clit, you felt like you were going to explode. An overwhelming sensation washed over you as he sent you over the edge, tears rolling down your cheeks and the only thing you were able to get out apart from cries and whimpers were incoherent words. You were trying to beg him to stop, even he was able to understand that, although he didn’t care.

Wesker wouldn’t leave you alone until he had his release as well, until he scarred you for life, until he made sure to leave you wondering of him at any given time, until he was fully aware that both your body and mind were his.

The overstimulation of your cunt made you see stars, you trembled, clenching your fists, the nails digging into your skin to the point where you drew blood. And yet - you wanted him to continue. What a lost case you were, thirsting over your superior, even going as far as to agree to get fucked by him. In the office. For a moment it made you think if it was worth it.

Wesker’s movements became sloppy, his cock twitching inside of you right before you could feel him release, his warm seed spilling into you, filling you to the brim. And only then did you finally open your tired eyes to look at the man who wrecked you so much. His hair was out of place, few strands in his face, unlike usual, the top buttons of his shirt were undone, revealing his muscular chest where a few droplets of sweat glistened. Of course it was worth it. The sight of your beloved captain like that was more than you’d ever wished for.

At the end of the day though, it was you who fell into his trap, giving him exactly what he wanted and more. What a naive little thing you are, only giving him a good material to blackmail you with if necessary… He made sure you’d keep quiet. And as long as you would - Wesker wouldn’t dare threaten you. You’re forced to be his personal toy now and he’s willing to make it both heaven and hell;)

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I wish I was your girl [pt.1]

Albert Wesker X fem! Reader

[this felt long enough already so I’ve decided to make two parts instead of just one - second will be nsfw ;)]

You were always looking at him, sneakily that is at first, but that didn't last long. You were doomed, completely lost in what you desired, so caught up in your own emotions you could barely think straight. Watching that man felt like it was gonna be the death of you, as he rolled up the sleeves of his shirt while you stood in the doorway, envelopes in hands, your grip on them tightening just from the sight of his muscular forearms. Each revealed part of his body felt tempting and your throat suddenly felt dry, so dry, you had to force yourself to gulp to make sure you're physically still there.

"You can leave those on my desk," he said and gazed at you, the shades he wore pissed you off as they blocked your way to look straight in his eyes. His voice however got you out of your own thoughts and your eyes shot up to meet his hidden ones.

"I-Of course, captain Wesker," you muttered and stepped closer, putting the envelopes down, leaving the only thing you could hold onto to suppress your nervousness.

It would be such a shame if Albert Wesker, your captain ever got to know about your feelings for him. It'd be such a shame if only he'd feel the same way... He watched you carefully, aware of how flustered his presence made you feel, not just now, but every single time. Your reactions were hard to ignore, really, especially for someone as observant as he is.

Wesker caught up with your intentions a while ago, though he would never go as far as to bring it up. No instead he'd use it to his advantage, teasing you, making you so nervous you could barely do the simple tasks he'd ask from you.

"You can leave now, unless you've got something to tell me." The man smirks as he leans against the desk, gripping the edge to keep himself steady.

Your knees got weaker at that very moment and you just shook your head. "Oh no, no, I'll just... keep going," you replied quickly and managed an awkward smile before you forced yourself to get out of there. You couldn't do anything stupid. You kept telling yourself that, over and over. He's too old for you, he's your boss on top of that, you're nothing more than a secretary... You shouldn't even do as much as you do for him, it must look as if you're his assistant instead to everyone else.

The dangerous game has begun though, the moment you started giving him looks, bringing him coffee even though he hasn't asked for it, desperately trying to spend more time with him. You wanted him too badly to comprehend, it was making you go crazy while it all was only to Wesker's amusement.

He liked to see you try, he liked to tease you about the littlest of things, even giving you compliments sometimes, only to see the blood rush to your cheeks and hear you stuttering over your own words. That only happened in private though, he made sure to keep everything a secret from everyone else.

You'd often think of him, even in your own apartment, you'd always think of how it would be if you were his girl, if only he'd love you the same way you loved him. How it would feel to wake up next to him every morning, to care for him, to have him care for you. How good it'd feel if he wrapped those strong arms around your tiny body. Oh to be held by him, you'd often thought.

However one night, one specific night... Everything was about to change for you, whether to better or worse, that's the question.

You've been in the office till the night, you were working overtime as you often did after all, you wanted to get done with as much work as you could. Though you also liked to spend time at the station, when it was all peaceful, not a single foot threatening to step in and bother you. It was your alone time, in most cases that is at least. Only one who also stayed after shift was captain Wesker, who's proven to be the definition of workaholic as he barely stepped foot out of the office. You've never seen him come in and barely twice have you seen him leave. He always worked, from early morning to late night and it made you wonder if that man got any sleep at all. How did he even function with as much lack of sleep?

It was getting too late, even for you. So you've decided to carry reports the officers left you to deliver to Wesker. Whether they were afraid or just lazy, you cared not. You'd never turn down on such an opportunity.

Walking through the station, in pure darkness, you made your way towards captain's office. It was the only source of light for you so it was easy to tell he hasn't left yet. Holding the papers to your chest as you got closer, your heartbeat quickening at the thought of talking to him yet again.

You didn't expect what you'd hear in the slightest. As you were ready to knock on the half opened door, you stopped in your own tracks as you recognized his voice. He was speaking to someone, probably through the phone. You were ready to interrupt, but then you've heard him mention Umbrella and you froze in place. At first you'd think he was speaking to someone close, maybe even a wife, but as you listened more closely, you couldn't believe your own ears.

He must've been thinking he's alone in there, what fool would be in there so late, right? Another word you've caught on made your eyes widen - a virus. It wasn't your job at all, but considering how friendly everyone was with you, you've been able to get to know of almost everything going on around here. Even the weirdest of cases...

Your blood ran cold, the realization hitting you as hard as a truck. Your hands were shaky, you couldn't believe what you were hearing. Could he really do such a thing? To all of you... To the people who were his employees, even more than that, his friends...

The papers disappeared from your hands quickly, you dropped them. A gasp escaped you soon after and you slapped a hand over your mouth, closing your eyes in frustration, hoping that the captain didn't hear. But he did.

Wesker was quick to end the call and get up from his chair. He had no idea someone was there with him, he was cursing himself in his head. How stupid it was to do that there... How stupid it was to think that you'd leave sooner...

You didn't have many options, you were panicking.

What would he do to you now that you got to know such a thing?

You decided to do the only thing that came to your mind - run. Bad choice. That act alone sold you completely. Wesker was after you in no time, he was much faster than you, especially when you were wearing an uncomfortable skirt while he was still in his uniform.

He caught up quickly, pinning you to the nearest wall, which made you let out a gasp and attempt to push him away, to no avail.

"I didn't - I didn't hear anything!" You shrieked, almost hysterically. You were panicking, wanting to slap yourself for giving yourself out like that. You should've acted confused instead, but now you've just admitted to hearing him.

"Why were you running then?" The captain asked, catching your wrists with just one of his hands and holding them behind your back to make you stop fighting. You were too shameless punching him in the chest, desperate for freedom. He found it amusing, though it was better to hold you in place, reminding you how small you are compared to him. Small and weak.

You went quiet and only looked away, awaiting his next actions, your body trembling. You were scared of him, as he towered over you with those shades on as usual, hiding all the emotions that could at least give a hint of what was about to come. His expression was unreadable. He may be mad, he may be disappointed, even scared and you'd never know.

"That's what I thought," he breathed out, the tight grip on your wrists suddenly loosening, you almost expected him to pull away, but instead he leaned closer to you, his face so close you could feel his hot breath on your cheek. "Though I feel like there's a way both of us could come to an agreement, hm?"

continue to part 2

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Ok so here’s my idea… came from a video where a man hires a “wife” and pretends to have a loving family in order to get a promotion from his boss. The “wife” decides to play along and even refuses to get paid for it. The man falls in love with her eventually cause she’s so kind to him.

So i was thinking… what if Wesker had to hire someone to be his significant other to attend a big event/party held by Umbrella? Then he fell in love with her? Imagine he was forced to participate but didn’t expect to meet his love in a boring party 😭

This sounds crazy and kinda cringe but this got me so excited lol

I wanted to write something like that for so long so I feel u! I added a few things to make it work in my head so I hope you don’t mind🫶 (I wrote this while being sick so if anything doesn’t make sense, I apologize)

It was a very important evening to all workers of Umbrella. Everyone was invited and well, the more known they were, the more important their presence would be. Everyone was allowed and not just that - they were expected to bring their other halves, significant others. Wesker wouldn’t care at first. He didn’t want to come anyway, he thought of it as a waste of time, so why should he care? Though when he tried to talk to Spencer, to convince him that he could use that time to work on the research instead, it was to no avail. All Spencer did was tell him to bring some girl too.

Wesker’s annoyance and anger got the best of him. If people thought of him as grumpy before, he’s become an absolute Satan now. Especially when he got to know that he’s to take a woman to the party. Why would he do that anyway? He doesn’t have one, he doesn’t need one, it all sounded so stupid. Is he supposed to find a girlfriend that quick only to dump her as soon as it’s over? No that would be even more stupid.

Wesker knew he had to appear eventually and if he was to do so, he needed someone to act as his partner. An act is all it has to be…

Suddenly an idea popped into his mind. A genius one to be exact. He never thought that he’d come to do something like that, but the opportunity like this could not be wasted. If he didn’t have a spouse, he would simply hire one. And who would be better for the job than someone he already knows? Someone who’s worked for him for a while undercover, someone who always gets the job done - you.

"What the fuck did you just say?!” You nearly choked on your coffee when Wesker informed you about the situation through the phone.

"Just one night, you’re going to act like a girlfriend of mine, be nice to whoever talks to you and at least pretend to have manners. That shouldn’t be a problem, right?” He explains once more, his lips curving into a wicked smile at your reaction. You two weren’t on best terms exactly, but he was willing to pay how much you asked and you were willing to do any filthy job for him. You worked perfectly fine, however only as partners at work.

"I’m an agent, Wesker, not some of your whor-“

"How much do you want, dear?“ he interrupted you. He knew you couldn’t say no to such an easy job. All you wanted was money and he was willing to deliver. So you agreed, though you knew he wouldn’t make it easy for you.

You two made the deal and of course, he wouldn’t let you drown in your own questions about the evening, so you were properly informed, even gifted what you were to wear.

For the whole evening you tried not to leave Wesker’s side. As if he’d let you anyway. You knew what Umbrella was and if you felt anything apart from disgust as you entered, hand in hand with the head researcher, it was curiosity. You were nervous, yet made sure to be observant. It was your first time in there, although you’ve been working with Wesker for a while.

It didn’t take much time for people to notice you, their gazes not leaving you for even a second as realization of who you’re there with hit them. Some of them whispered to each other, some just stared in a surprise. It’s not like anyone would expect Albert Wesker himself to be close to someone, especially in a romantic kind of way. He was a loner, someone who didn’t trust anybody apart from himself, who only talked to two people more than was necessary.

Soon you met a few other scientists and you could feel how Albert was tense as he held you, his arm around your waist, gripping onto you tightly whenever someone was talking to you. You looked at him each time he did that only to find out that he was paying you no other attention. Or so you thought.

It was only about time you let loose finding out that there was no catch as you might’ve thought at first. You’ve began to seek fun instead of possible threats. Though when you were ready to leave Albert’s side he only tightened his grip on you, stopping you immediately.

"What do you want now?” You raised an eyebrow.

"You’re staying here with me like a good loving girlfriend would,” Wesker immediately replied.

"Oh right… I should’ve expected that if you had a girlfriend you’d treat her like a dog.” Your words were harsh and inappropriate, but that was the way you are - honest whenever you could. And since no one could hear the two of you as you kept the distance, you said what was on your mind.

"How I would treat a woman is none of your concerns. You’re staying here.” What you didn’t know is that he wanted you by his side to avoid any unnecessary interaction with others. There were too many people that despised him and it wouldn’t be far from truth that he felt the same way towards them, if not even worse. He needed you, you were the most comfort he could have there even if you were just an agent who happened to work for him.

"Albert! I-I mean we have been looking for you.” It’s no surprise that William with his wife appeared, but it almost made you jump, which made them turn towards you. "And who is this?”

Wesker let you introduce yourself on your own, to make it more difficult for you, grinning at you the whole time. It was quite entertaining seeing you struggle with saying out loud that you’re his girlfriend. You surely needed a shot after that. And this time, he even let you go. Which was probably not the best idea. You didn’t get too drunk, but enough to be a little tipsy.

You roamed around like a lost puppy, telling yourself that you were looking for toilets, but deep inside you knew you just grew more curious knowing this place is free for you to explore without any restraints. However Albert never really let you out of his sight. His shades were very good at hiding his eyes so that no one knew he wasn’t listening to them at all, that he didn’t even look them in the eyes as he shook their hands. You were his girlfriend for the day and he would not risk anything knowing how much you loved to play games with him. Even though he loved it too…

When you disappeared in the hallway, he was right behind you, immediately pinning you to the nearest wall. "Where do you think you’re going, dearheart?”

You gasped at the impact and looked up at him. "I needed to pee,” you said.

Wesker looked you up and down, thinking whether to trust you or not. But no matter how hard he tried to do just that, his eyes got stuck on how beautiful the dress made you look, especially in the cleavage area.

"My eyes are up here, Wesker,” you frowned. You maybe couldn’t see his eyes but you sure felt his burning gaze on your skin and the way his head was tilted downwards also hinted where he was really looking.

"Really?” Now he looked into your eyes and you wished nothing more than to see his own in that moment. Drunk or not, you’d always appreciate Wesker when he wasn’t acting like a grumpy old man.

He leaned forward, his nose brushing against your cheek lightly, before he whispered "I apologize, my dear, I didn’t know.” His words sent shivers down your spine and you tried to make a step back, even though you were so close to the wall it almost hurt your back. That made him smirk.

Wesker was never a touchy person, but right now, after he had few glasses of wine himself, he couldn’t resist the way you looked, not only talking about how good you smelled. And you were all his, for this night at least. Before you got the chance to ask him what the hell is he doing, he gently kissed your cheek, his lips slowly moving towards your jaw. He found it adorable when you threw your head back to give him more access, sliding a hand to your lower back to support your trembling body.

"This wasn’t part of the deal,” you choked out, trying your best to not let out any sound of pleasure.

"I feel like this is what couples do, though. Don’t you think so too?” His mouth moved even lower, his tongue caressing your skin before he nibbled at your neck lightly, drawing another gasp out of you. He felt unprofessional, he was suddenly nothing but a man in need. How the hell did you taste so sweet?

He began to kiss your neck, too caught up in the moment, in how good you tasted. His teeth kept grazing your skin, over and over again, teasing you, leaving you scared whether he would sink them into your neck like a vampire or not. You didn’t even want to think about it, because if you did - you’d probably come to conclusion that you like it.

Though, instead of sinking his teeth into you, he sucked in your delicate skin, forcing a moan out of you. It flattered him, it really did. The way you squirmed in his arms, the way your heartbeat quickened, breath ragged and pupils dilated… He was too caught up in all that, he got carried away (or maybe he did it on purpose).

Suddenly an echo of steps could be heard and he was forced to pull away from you, as a few of his co-workers walked by, already giving the two of you disgusted looks. Wesker only nodded at them to get going before turning back to you.

"That was a mistake.” He spoke, breathless, one of his palms already on your cheek, gently caressing it. And it meant one thing - he didn’t mean the words. All of his actions sold him out. No matter what he’d say, it wouldn’t save him now. No matter how calm he acted.

You were a totally different case though, your head was dizzy and you couldn’t tell if what just happened was real or a dream. You felt like you were floating, but still, you nodded. "We should… get back,” you then muttered and tried to make a step forward, but your knees failed you and you almost fell to the ground. If it wasn’t for your boyfriend for the night who quickly caught you. "Sorry.” You only added. He couldn’t comprehend whether it was the alcohol or his doings that got you like that, but he somehow found it cute. But you could never know, he was too good at hiding his own feelings.

When you got back, it was all the same, except for a few details that you probably wouldn’t even be able to catch. Wesker’s hold on you was firm, yet gentle, his gaze kept drifting towards you as he scanned your body language to know if you’re alright. He was trying to see if the moment the two of you had did leave a mark on you only physically or also mentally. He wanted to know how you felt. But he wouldn’t dare ask, not in front of all these people. So he just waited for the end of the night. Only taking in how beautiful you looked, how well you talked your way out of all the questions even with alcohol in your system. He truly admired your talents, how well you worked with people. Though what he enjoyed the most was your warmth. Something he hasn’t felt for a while as he was a workaholic, with no time for lovers, not even affairs. He thought he didn’t need physical touch, but your body next to his felt perhaps too good.

Finally, it was over. You were able to say goodbyes to the very few people that dared approach you, before the two of you finally left the building, both glad it was finally over. The silence between you was uncomfortable, tense and even though you wanted to speak up, you were afraid of making it all just worse. You might’ve talked your way out of discussions about opinions on animal or human testing, but for sure you couldn’t find one good word in a conversation with the man beside you.

Only when you two entered the car, Wesker in driver’s seat and you in passenger seat, then he sighed in relief as it was just the two of you. And that alone made you speak up.

"Don’t say anything, whatever it is, I don’t wanna talk about it, I’m too done for that,” you say before he has the chance to say anything and for once he gives up, knowing that it must’ve been draining for you. Especially knowing that you hate special occasions and tight dresses. But you still did it, for him. And also for money, but that didn’t really seem that important to you as you’ve actually quite enjoyed his company (you wouldn’t admit it though).

Wesker started the car and let you be without any other words. He wanted to give you space after what happened and so he did. You were quick to fall asleep in your seat, making it easier for him to look at you without being seen at all. His eyes kept drifting towards your neck the most and it took all his self control not to grin at the hickeys. God did he want to do it again.

His first intentions were to bring you to your house and drop you off in there, but as you slept in the seat next to him, he changed his mind. You were going home with him whether you liked it or not. He paid you for the whole night anyway, so you couldn’t say a word against it even if you were awake.

If you were still asleep when he got home, he’d carefully take you in his arms and carry you all the way to his bed. You might wake up alone the next day, but you’d surely know who was the one to take care of you. And even though he wouldn’t dare admit any feelings towards you just yet, he’s surely going to be way more gentle with you from now on…

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It’s true

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Okokok this is gonna sound weird, BUT, pretty please hear me out 😘

So imagine being Albert Wesker's "childhood friend" Like when he was a teen he'd sneak out to spend time with you every so often if he had a bit of free time in his busy af schedule. Idk what to do about this idea from there. I just think it's kinda fun. Maybe he's secretly a yandere lol. No idea.

That’s such a good idea!

The fact that Wesker would have someone to talk to without Spencer knowing at all. Like he’d be so excited to actually have a friend he’d risk his everything only to get to see you. As smart as he is, it wouldn’t be that difficult for him to create a plan, but making it work with all the people around him would be much worse.

Alex surely caught him at least once, questioning his intentions, curious on why in the hell would her brother go out during such a time while they have so much to do. Wesker was tense the whole time they were talking, he felt stupid, it all looked and sounded much better in his head, but when he said "I found a friend.” - he cringed at himself. No matter this reaction though, as much as Alex used to tease the hell out of him and even make fun of him, she was still his sister and he was closest to the family she’s lost years ago. Something about Albert being able to make connections with people after all that’s been done to him is still on her mind and so she lets him go, having his back whenever Spencer asked of his whereabouts.

Wesker would sneak out more and more often, the more he got to know you, the more he wanted to be with you. It became something he couldn’t live without, seeing you smile at him every now and then, interested in him. If you asked about his parents he would go quiet, so you made a mental note of not asking about his personal life again. You became the talker and did he love listening to you. He got to know the smallest of things, everything about your own family… He made sure to remember every detail about you, especially the type of places you liked so that he could take you there when you guys would get older. It was the first time for him having a friend like this so he cared for you like for no other.

I can imagine Wesker getting really fixated though, after some time, he wouldn’t know whether its love or obsession he’s feeling, but deep in his guts he’s aware that it’s no good, not for him, not for you. He’s destined for big things, he has so many lives on his hands. He’s nothing like any other teenager, he has an important duty (and trust that sometimes he hates it very much). Though you always make him feel like a normal teenager, like a normal human being… And that’s special to him, by treating him like a decent human - you’re making him feel special.

And even when he loved to spend his time with you, everything good in his life apparently had to come to an end. You left, because your parents insisted on moving away and that was when you and Albert got separated. It hurt, both you and him, but in his case it was hard to move on. So hard he just couldn’t do it. He’d feel sad, always thinking of the times spent with you, away from all his problems and now it was all gone. While you were quick to find new friends, he became so lonely that not even William or Alex made him feel better.

You haven’t come back in years, in almost two decades. And Wesker was still thinking of you sometimes, even though he was somewhere completely else. He changed physically and mentally that’s for sure, now that he was captain of S.T.A.R.S. with even more responsibilities than before. He became cold, stern and hardworking man with clear goals in his mind. He didn’t include you in his plans anymore, even though he wondered where you were a lot, he wondered if you got married and had kids, he wondered if you thought about him the same way he thought about you. Obsession it was indeed.

One day however, you ran into him, on an accident. You didn’t see it coming as you were texting your co-worker of an important matter when you found yourself basically walking into his muscular form, immediately dropping your phone and if it wasn’t from him - you’d be lying on the ground right next to it.

"I’m sorry-“ you were ready to leave, but he stopped you before you could go any further. You were familiar, everything about you felt that way and when you looked up at him, all confused, he recognized those eyes. It was as if the time stopped for him, finally seeing the woman he liked when they were young, someone who overlooked all his flaws and made him smile almost each time they met.

"What is it?” You turned your head to the side, narrowing your eyes in curiosity and only then has he realized that he’s been staring at you through his shades and not saying anything.

"Y/N…” he only muttered your name, completely taken aback by the sound of your voice. He couldn’t believe that he was seeing you now. "It’s been so long.”

You don’t get what he means at first, but when he takes the sunglasses off to get a proper look at you. "Al-“ before you finished saying his name he pulled you in for a hug, wanting nothing more than to feel that you’re real. He only used to hug you when you initiated it, but now it was his turn, he felt as if it wasn’t real at all, that it was too good to be.

No matter the shock, you hugged him back after a while, wrapping your hands around him, taking a note of how much bigger he got over the years. He’s grown to be a handsome man to say the least.

"What are you doing here?” You asked when you pulled away, giving him a small smile.

"Going to work.” He made it up. He wasn’t going anywhere now that he’s learned that you’re around. He’s not gonna make the same mistake of letting you go now that he has more control over his own life. It might feel crazy to some, but he wanted to keep an eye on you, getting to know your habits, where you worked, where you lived and he wouldn’t wait for you to tell him yourself, it’s already been too much time without you. He wanted to make up for it now.

"Oh alright! Sorry, I must be wasting your time,” you apologized.

Wesker shook his head though. "Of course you’re not.” He was so gentle talking to you that if someone has heard him they probably wouldn’t even recognize him.

"Well in that case, we should catch up with each other. Are you free this evening? I’ve got so much to tell you!” There you were, the girl he used to know, immediately showing him your interest even though you haven’t seen him in decades. He couldn’t even say no to you, immediately cancelling whatever plans he’s had to make sure he’s indeed free in the evening. This time you’re not getting away from him, he’s going to make you his at some point. He’s been stupid enough to let you go once, he’s not gonna do it again;)

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Careful who you marry

Albert Wesker X fem! Reader

(I just love the idea of Wesker going soft, but also panicking after finding someone who genuinely cares for him)

Albert Wesker, the man people fear, the man responsible for countless of deaths, the cold blooded bioterrorist known to the world as pure evil. Though what if he had a cute little wife to hide? What if all that facade would go away the second he gets home and sees his precious darling.

Wesker isn’t the one to make his emotions clear, he’s not the one to love and on top of that, he thought that he wasn’t able to feel any emotion at all. He was never loved by anyone nor has he ever felt the emotion towards another human being. All he’s ever had was his sister and William Birkin, his only friend.

That though, changed once he met you. You, his loving wife, you who always listened to him, no matter what it was, no matter that you barely understood a word he was saying. You who always saw the better in him, the good side that no one thought existed at all. He was living his life, worried about the new world, worried about survival of his test subjects, worried about the future… But once you came in - he was suddenly worried of disappointing you much more.

You may have fallen for him first, but he definitely fell a lot harder. It was difficult for him, dealing with the sudden emotions, not knowing what is he to do, how to handle such situation. He would ignore you at first, distance himself even, wanting nothing more than to get rid off you and that addicting voice of yours that stayed in his head for days after talking to you.

That poor guy… Of course you didn’t leave. You insisted on being by his side, he was just a helpless soul, abandoned and left to die alone. It was difficult to keep up with him, especially for you, someone who’s still young, inexperienced, with the whole life ahead of you, but you managed it anyway.

Wesker loved you dearly, wanting nothing more than to protect you from the corrupted world, from the terror, from all the people that wanted him dead. Your innocence was something he promised himself to keep for you. He would never forgive himself if he ruined your life, he would never forgive himself if you hated to be by his side, if you hated him. Never in his life has he been this way and there’s still a part of him that is unsure of the decision, but whenever he thinks of a life without you - he realizes that he’d be better off dead.

On the other hand, he really tries for you, he’d even go as far as to tell you that he loves you, though it sure took a lot of time for him to find the nerves to say it out loud. And when he says it - he means it. Albert would surely spoil you, making up for all the time you have to spend alone, basically locked up while he works so that no one could hurt you. Whatever you want is yours, no matter how much it costs - he’s gonna buy it for you. When he comes to you by the midnight only to find you awake and waiting for him, there’s a small smile tugging at his lips at the realization of how much you missed him. He makes sure to wrap his arms around you tightly, planting small kisses in your hair as he squeezes your small form gently. You’ve created a home for him, something he loves to come back to at the end of the day. You’ve become his comfort, something he wasn’t used to and didn’t know he needed.

If Chris was about to find out about you, he’d be marked as dead. Immediately. Albert would be too concerned about losing you, about Chris telling you all about their past, about the terrible things he’s done and he can’t let that happen. No matter the good intentions he’s created in his own mind, he knows that you wouldn’t understand. And he can’t risk scaring you off now that the two of you have come this far. You’re stuck with him, loved by only him, protected from all the world’s wrongs, while your loving husband gets more and more blood on his hands just for you. It’s love after all isn’t it? A true husband would kill for his wife, right? He isn’t doing anything wrong… Though he’ll keep it away from you anyway, just in case. He tries so hard for you it’s making him look crazy:(

Just hope that you won’t want to get away from him, because he’s not letting you go, not after all he’s done for you, he’s gonna make sure of it.

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