Okay back with my brainrot, you had weskers baby and didn’t tell him, so the world ended at he found out👀 what’s his reaction? (This is also movie wesker )💋😘
I'm such a sucker for plots like these!!! they just hit the spot
hes overjoyed to see you again at first but ofc he see's the baby and is like 🧐
he immediately knows it's his. thst blonde little head can't be inherited by anybody else
the tiny red eyes might also be a give away.
He was not happy that you kept it a secret, to say the least.
"Why would you not tell me?" he's genuinely sad
He holds the baby in his arms and just stares at it for a little, taking everything in
As soon as it opens its eyes al is absolutely smitten
he takes his glove off and carefully runs his fingers over its cheek, smiling softly
"I'm so sorry I wasn't there for you little one... I promise papa is here from now on.."
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Albert Wesker arrived at Umbrella’s training facility when he was quite young, already cool, calm, and fully collected. There was no bright-eyed boy to be found in him, no childlike wonder at working with those he claimed to respect. Only commitment to his task at hand; utter brilliance, and determination to see things through to the end. He took to the work like a moth to flame, ascending rapidly above other new researchers, except for one: William Birkin, a man Albert initially found...detestable.
Wesker’s mind functions more on a psychopathic wavelength. If he feels anything for anyone, it is severely numbed, and he finds such feelings trivial in the first place. He felt no need for strong emotional attachments; it served as a distraction, something that would sideline his work. An annoyance, at worst. Though this stunted his social life when he was young, he learned to emulate certain feelings, to blend in. His mental state made it much easier to learn, as he could remove all distraction, but he had never felt a true bond with anyone. But William remains the sole individual to overcome that barrier. Though Wesker initially considered him a contemptible man, shallow and cowardly, his rivaly with William quickly became a bond. William was the only one in that damned building who could match his intellect. The only one he could carry in-depth conversations with regarding the viruses, without losing him in confusion. The only one who could match his ambition. And he quickly found William to be the only one who truly could supercede him. So he proposed they work together - an alliance of convenience, at least at first. Wesker never expected to find a long time friend in William.
Their combined efforts were beyond beneficial. Even Spencer had taken notice, as time rolled on. Wesker was ever so diligent in his work, particular about every detail; more than once he had lectured higher-level staff about taking risky shortcuts, as it would lead to instability in the final product. “What is the point of doing it if you will not do it right?” That was his question for them, one that earned him the ire of lazier staff. For Wesker was a perfectionist in his work, especially with bioweapons. In time, the order came down for them to start officially working together, dropping the facade of rivalry - preceeded swiftly by the termination of Dr. James Marcus. By then, he had long been a senior researcher, strongly influencing the bioweapon projects at Umbrella. His cold, unapproachable demeanor did him credit, more easily intimidated staff would listen to him without question.
In truth? Wesker never cared about Marcus. Nor about Spencer. To him, they were tools. Pawns of his game, elevating him over time. His true interest was in their work. The viruses he helped to develop. He played them like a fiddle, manipulation becoming among the greatest of his talents. He felt nothing when watching Marcus die, writhing pathetically on the ground - except perhaps...amusement. Yes, he did find Marcus’s position somewhat funny, in the moment. He stayed at William’s side thereafter, officially or not - aiding him in his work, making suggestions if William were ever stumped. Running distraction if William had something to hide. Finding, rather quickly...he actually cared about the man. It was a new feeling, and completely alien to Wesker. He loathed it, and yet...it comforted him. He had absolutely no idea what to make of it.
It was as he was struggling with this revelation that he left the company. The Tyrant project, the core of his interest, had hit a snag, and was stalling. His next stop was the United States Army, where he worked as a stealth operative for a time. He gained special tactics training, extensive training with firearms and close quarters combat - and this was much to his benefit when he was discharged, and recruited to S.T.A.R.S.. The new plant at the Raccoon P.D., Brian Irons, was forming a special tactics unit, and he wanted Albert Wesker to head it. The Special Tactics and Rescue Service. Wesker almost found it laughable. But he accepted the position regardless, and soon came to care for STARS as well - in a twisted way.
STARS, to Wesker, was naught but more pawns in his little game of chess. The leadership position gave him more room to do what he wanted, and free days were oft spent with William in the labs, getting updates and helping him with whatever was needed. Even then, although no longer officially in Umbrella’s employ, he still occasionally reported to Spencer and could access the labs. There was a four-month period, in 1997, when he distanced from William; STARS began to occupy more of his time, but he kept in touch digitally. He continued to support his friend at the company. But that was to change in July of 1998 - when his precious STARS unit would meet its end, at the behest of its own Captain. Wesker used them for bioweapon testing data, in a moment of convenience, as the virus had leaked in the Arklay Mountains. He did so almost giddily. He found great amusement in the work, and was fully open with William about his plans when the time came; he expected to meet up with William in the aftermath, especially with the virus William gave him, to preserve his life.
And that he did. He survived impalement by the Tyrant, though, much to his fury, failed to recover the combat data - nor Umbrella’s virus data. His betrayal bore no fruit. He returned to William some days later, now superhuman in body, but just the same as he was before in mind. The virus bonded with his DNA, stabilizing it in the process. He would not die that dark dreary night in Arklay. He spent whatever time he could with the Birkins, but had to be much more careful about it, as a dead man visiting was nothing to scoff at; he avoided public appearances whenever possible. Instead, he became a contact between the new company he worked for, and their spies in the field - one being Ada Wong. The company made plans to steal William’s research, and Wesker acted as the go-between -- initially, he had the full intention of sabotaging them. He only heard about the incident after it had occurred, through Umbrella’s channels he had tapped into. Spying on the company, just like before. He heard that HUNK had been sent in to retrieve the G-Virus sample - and that William Birkin had been terminated. This sent him spiraling into a rage, ready to enter that city and wipe out the team himself, though this did not happen. He didn’t run to Raccoon City to find his now-mutated friend. He knew better; dead or mutated, there was no returning. Instead, he did as instructed, having Ada retrieve the sample. Soon after, Wesker created a copy of William’s work, which he intended to continue, in the memory of his friend.
William’s death took a heavy toll on him. When around his fellow researcher, Wesker felt at his most human. It was an anchor he could hold onto. Losing him led to that feeling fading completely. Wesker became a monster even in his own mind, and he was proud of what he had become. He decided, then and there, he would retrieve Umbrella’s data and more for his own ends. And as he entered Sergei’s facility, to recover the data he lost at the mansion, he had only one regret on his mind.
That William Birkin, his only true friend, could not be there to witness his penultimate victory.
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Totally not projecting again…. But I might’ve gotten ghosted again 🥲 so I’m trying to be positive for everyone else.
But imagine asking Wesker for a forehead kiss after a long day ✨
ik this was ages ago but netherless, you deserve much better than them anyway <3
cw: literally just fluff, gn!reader:))
It's been a stressful and unnecessarily long day for you, the sun had long set as you got home. You peeled out of your coat and shoes quietly, just dropping everything on a little pile on the floor as you were too tired to even bother. The sound of the fabric hitting the floor got Albert's attention, his blond head peeking around the corner curiously. As he saw you, he immediately had a soft smile on his lips, his arms opening for you.
"Hello, dear." he hummed softly, taking you into a long, tight hug, as if he knew everything you had to deal with today. "How was your day?" he asked, taking your face into his hands and tilting it up, looking into your tired eyes.
"Mh.. 't was fine.." you mumbled, Al just shaking his head slightly.
"Liar." he said in a soft, playful voice, letting you know he wasn't angry about it. "Do you want to talk about it?"
"no.." you muttered, looking off to the side slighty, he sighed softly but decided not to pry for now.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" He then asked softly, giving you a compassionate look as you thought if there was anything. After a few second of thinking you finally looked up at him, finally meeting the gaze of his red eyes.
"Can I have a forehead kiss?" You asked quietly, almost as if you were afraid it was a dumb question. However, Wesker just smiled at you softly and nodded.
"Of course you can." With that, he leaned in and planted a gentle, long kiss on your forehead, one of his hands at the back of your head. "Better?"
"Better."
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Did Albert Wesker care about his daughters Jade and Billie
Spoilers below
He did. If he didn’t care he wouldn’t have taken them on trips. He wouldn’t have tried to connect with them.
He wouldn’t have a favourite family photo
If he didn’t care he would not have spent HOURS playing the piano when Jade was in so much pain she couldn’t sleep
If he didn’t care he would not have hid them breaking into the lab or Billie being bit
If he didn’t care them hating him would not have hurt. He would have laughed at them. But he didn’t
If he didn’t care he would not have told Burt about them and being worried about them
If he did not care about his daughters he would not have set up a contingency in case they needed to flee. I doubt it’s new. That it’s been put together for awhile. (And my theory on the fact the email went to Billie was cause she was more level headed then Jade )
If Albert “All about one’s own self supposedly” Wesker did not love his Daughters. Jade and Billie. He would not have sacrificed his life for them. Also showing he cares for Burt cause he refused to let Burt die in his place.
If Albert didn’t love his daughters why were his last words to them “I love you” that sounds like loving them. The fact he put their safety above his
Also them fighting about who’s the favourite. He didn’t have one. He loved them equally. Each Albert Wesker had something about them. He was the one who cared the most. The OG didn’t care but he did.
If he didn’t care why were his actual last words calling out for Jade
He loved his family. No doubt about that. Did he make some mistakes? Yeah. But all parents do
Also did no one else see the same  parallels with Jade and Albert? They are similar as parents
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