#alex wesker x albert wesker

[damadisangue]

20 questions for fic writers Thank you, @thetentaclecommander ❤️ 1. How many works do you have on AO3? 153! 95 only in Resident Evil fandom. 2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 573,764 3. What fandoms do you write for? Mainly Resident Evil, but I write also for the Arcane, Game of Thrones, Batman and Assassin's Creed Syndicate (incest) fandom. 4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos? 1) The years we shared 2) Dirty little fairytale 3) Unravel me 4) Natural born sinner 5) All beauty destroyed 5. Do you respond to comments? Yes! Always! I always enjoy receiving them and being able to talk to people about the characters and their impressions of the plot. 6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending? If I had to choose between those published I would say Forever is not for everyone, in which Alex suddenly dies before Albert and Wesker finds himself dealing with this sudden loneliness, as well as the hallucinations in which he sees his sister. 7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?  I wanna feel you from the inside, because Albert wins and both Weskers are alive and together. 8. Do you get hate on fics? Uhm, no, not really. There were those on Twitter who commented negatively saying that I wrote incest, so I sucked, but no big deal. 9. Do you write smut? Well, obviously yes. I believe it is a fundamental aspect of a relationship and a language through which the characters can express what words do not do. 10. Do you write crossovers? Nope! 11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?  Uhm, as far as I know, no. 12. Have you ever had a fic translated?  Yep! In Chinese and Russian! 13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?  No: I don't think I would do it well. 14. What’s your all-time favorite ship? Albert and Alex Wesker. Definitely Albert and Alex. The obsession, the brutality, the blood, the incest, the mutual possession, the total and absolute control that Wesker wants to exercise, Alex's sadistic and violent streak, the fact that they are a wonderful tangle of feelings and teeth and that they bite into each other - and the ramifications that sex can take: violent, raw, brutal, or tremendously and painfully gentle, nostalgic, needy. And then Wesker infected with the Uroboros? It's clearly a wedding invitation for me. 15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will? At the moment I would like to conclude a fantasy AU on Resident Evil, but it requires a very large narrative and contextualization effort - the nations, the houses, the monsters, the creatures: I'm a very precise and methodical person so it could take me a long time 16. What are your writing strengths? Uhm, I don't know... maybe the sex and the feelings? 17. What are your writing weaknesses? The description of the environments. I think it should improve. 18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic? Yes. I'm Italian, so I did that for Excella. 19. First fandom you wrote for?  Batman. A long time ago. 20. Favorite fic you’ve written?  One, not yet published - violent and with torture, but which deeply explores the Weskers and which I will publish hopefully by the summer - and Lamb of God, for the sex scenes and the relationship between Alex and Albert. I'm not sure who to tag, so anyone can use it freely! @judasiskariot @vesperene @tacky-tramp @junotranscends @omgbarbiegurl @doctor-hannibal-wesker @irithyll-writes @joanna-lannister

[crimescrimson]

Albert Wesker in Resident Evil: Code Veronica X (2000)

[stellahaze135]

I had this thought and thought it was kinda interesting

I love me some ‘Father Wesker’ or ‘Priest Wesker’ or particularly in this case ‘Satanic/Cult Leader Father Wesker’. I really like the idea of instead of going full tilt annihilation, he reunites with Alex and they create a Cult of Ouroboros at Alex’s base on the remote island in Eastern Europe they become ‘Father’ and ‘Mother Superior’.

Where they’re secretly cultivating and perfecting their ‘chosen ones’ by hacking into DNA databases and cross referencing every file pretty much known to man with those who will bond well with Ouroboros. Then going out and recruiting those people into their cult.

[ritsucake]

Guess who started watching Bluey. I’ve really enjoyed it. Its a great show. So I decided to do a Resident Evil/Bluey crossover. I just really like character design. I did these entirely digitally, so they aren’t quite how I would like them. I’m not super comfortable working solely digitally. Oh well.

Left to Right: Row 1- Albert Wesker (Borzoi), Chris Redfield (German Shepard mix), Piers Nivans (Australian Shepard mix), Jill Valentine (Brown Labrador)

Row 2- William Birkin (Pomeranian), Annette Birkin (Afghan Hound), Claire Redfield (German Shepard mix), Alex Wesker (Borzoi)

Row 3- Leon Kennedy (Collie), Ada Wong (Chinese Crested Dog), Luis Sera(Spanish Water Dog)

Row 4- Sherry Birkin (Pomeranian/Afghan Hound mix), Jake Muller (Borzoi/Husky mix), Finn McCauley (Irish Setter)

Mr. X (Saint Bernard)

If you want to see things up to 2 days early, get some behind the scenes, or get monthly commissions, check out my Patreon. My Ko-Fi has everything sorted into folders by fandom if you want to see past pieces.    

[tvirus-arts]

Nightmares

I have this connecting au to bionic Wesker that him and Alex were seperated because Wesker was deemed soft or weak by others due to alex being around him when project W was going on. So they separated them in the most stressful way and now he has reoccuring nightmares of the event

[sejmisland]

domestic / general alex wesker headcanons

- i think she owns cats. black cats. she has a few and yes one is named albie. she seems like a cat person to me. she takes good care of them.

- reads a lot. she has read every SINGLE BOOK on her bookshelf. if you look between the pages she has tucked her notes in them in case she ever wants to go back and read with a different perspective or just for the fun of it.

- she has a binder of poems she has wrote herself ever since she was a child. you can see all the drafts, but also all the tone and how she writes evolve as she ages. the topics such as family, brilliance, jealousy, care, etc etc. yeah. i think her poetry is nice but you can probably see some of wesker’s notes written in the margins of her rough drafts.

- listens to a variety of music. opera, orchestra, but even some classic rock but she seems more of a theatre person to me. phantom of the opera would probably be her favorite.

- she likes writing to the sound of rain. comforting. perfect mood setter.

- idk if you were her s/o expect art museums and listening to her analysis of art and literature. if you also like those, expect to have thoughtful recommendations and engaging conversations about such! not does she like to hear herself talk, she likes to hear YOU talk. she also likes to ask questions. also, different perspectives and interpretations are interesting to her.

- wesker probably got her on a strict health / diet regimen she takes seriously.

- she tends to talk to herself. its a habit she’s had ever since she was a kid, but she was always used to wesker responding or listening. now, she speaks to an empty room but if you’re there she at least has someone to talk to. the loneliness gets to her sometimes.

[slifarianhawk]

Chapter 46: Lock and Key (Normal P.O.V. DARK CONTENT)

I sighed, staring at the drab colorless walls. My little ones rustling in my womb. They knew something was wrong. They hadn't felt their father's presence in about five days.

My hands were various shades of purple and barely healing. There was no source of anything in this room. Even the plush queen sized mattress in the center of the room was merely a necessity for my condition.

Alex had an IV inserted in my arm, keeping me pumped with various liquids. Most of which had different sedating effects on my body. I could hardly move now. The medicine was being pumped into me on an hourly basis.

I was fed three times a day. That was the only point in the day I looked forward to. The meals were very nutritionally rich and were tailored to a high-risk pregnant woman's diet. I knew that I was only being kept alive because I was bearing Albert's young.

Alex, I haven't seen her since I was dragged into this cell. The first day, I killed and slaughtered around fifteen mercs, trying to escape. After that, I was muzzled with a metal gag that made me unable to bite. The second day, a scientist injected me with the destabilizing agent for the Angelis virus.

I couldn't feel the Uroboros that dwelled within me. My working  theory was that the agent destabilized the main strain of the progenitor virus, which led to a lack of communication between cells. In short sight, I had no access to my abilities. I was most worried about my children, however. They were more active and somehow stronger. Their movements were painful. With what little sense I had with the weakened state of Angelis, I knew they were as strong as Albert and I with our mutations active.

On the third day, I didn't leave the bed. My children drained my energy to the point that I was barely able to keep awake. I felt the bags under my eyes grow more strained as each minute passed.

It was now day five, and the bed held my weakened body.  The room had windows with metal bars over them, showing me the sun setting. What was I to do.

I was pulled from my thoughts by a loud kerchunck from the heavy lock upon the door. My eyes are looking down now at the door. If my virus wasn't so weakened, my eyes would have flared. In a white suit she strode in, the source of my problems. Alex Wesker, she had finally revealed herself.

"Good evening, deary. I'm glad to see you're making yourself at home." She said, walking over to the bed.

All I did was snarl. My natural teeth were bared over the gag. She simply chortled and ran her freezing fingers over my belly. I thrashed out, launching the IV out of my arm.

With a single push, she sent my body tumbling.  I guarded my little ones from harm. My arm moved on their own. Alex laughed. The cruel peels of her voice echo threw out the barren room.

"Now, now deary, do you not realize your situation? I'm the one in charge of your care now. My foolish brother could never comprehend the true magnitude of someone of our caliber."  She said stalking over to my crumpled up body on the edge of the wall.

I growled as I slowly felt heat crawling through my veins and a chill glaze my skin. All to familiar comforts I thought had been taken from me. Angelis and Uroboros were returning.

I stood up. My body is shaking like a leaf in autumn's cold eerie drafts. My eyes flared, the glow brighter than normal. Alex merely clapped at the sight.

"There we go. See, even when locked up, when you're in my care, you are  constantly evolving, and getting more adapted to what flows through your veins deary." Alex smirked as she stood in front of me.

I let a feral growl rip from my throat, her baseless lies falling upon deaf ears. That was when she did something strange. She leaned in, pushing me against the wall, her hand on my sternum.

"Oh, you poor little lost lamb. Are you scared without your flock? Your precious guardians, no where to be found?."She whispered in my ear.

Suddenly, I had a flash of thoughts quickly speeding from Gale to Juna, then from Jill to Albert. She had shot Nighthawk, who was under her control. She was right. All I had was me and my little ones.

The support I had built was nowhere in sight. In the daze, I felt something wet drag across my neck. I quickly snapped out of it. I recognized the feeling and shoved Alex away, mustering up as much strength as I could. That was her tongue against my neck.

"Little lamb, are you sure this is the path you wish to take? My brother doesn't know the location of my island. You are completely under my mercy. As you can see, I could easily keep you from accessing your abilities and strengths. I've been kind enough to relent in drugging you with that destabilizing agent for the past few days." She said, pulling out a syringe from her coat pocket, "I wouldn't test your luck. If you become destabilized so frequently, what would happen to the young you carry? Especially seeing as how it was the Angelis virus that brought you back from when Albert killed you in the Russian base."

I stopped as I was about to take a step. What! How did that not cross my mind!?! The extreme exhaustion and the consistent draining feeling I'd been having. The children are bonded to both Uroboros and Angelis. If I continued to be destabilized, they could kill my body and perish alongside me. I felt the fear and panic build up in my body.

I collapsed onto my knees hands, covering my mouth. I felt sick. She literally had me in the palm of her hand. She said my island, we were on an island. That was also a disservice to my escape. I've never been a strong swimmer, and not to mention I never have been able to fly long distance when in either of my mutated states. It drained my energy in normal times, but with the little ones taking a good portion, that wasn't an option.

"I see you realize your situation. Now you have four paths ahead of you, little lamb. Submit and serve me, and I'll return you to your master in due time. Your second path is similar to how you have been treated the last few days, just with lessened doses of the destabilizing drug. The third I'll make your life exactly like how it was after raccoon city, a sleeper agent new holes in your memory only aware when I'm experimenting on you and by extension your children. Lastly, I'll knock you out and put you in a hyperbolic chamber and have you unconscious just floating there. No bonding with your unborn children, no thoughts, no dreams, just missing time and endless darkness." She sounded so smug at the end of her  monolog.

I was stuck once again, this time between a rock and multiple hard places. I knew eventually Albert would come for me. A nauseating thought ripped through my mind at that moment. What if he wouldn't? His time crunch with Uroboros. It's not like he's saved me from these situations before. Russia weighs heavily on my mind at this moment. The burning phantom sensation from the bullet wounds flares up.

I felt so flush and weak, my stomach churned, and I lost what little food was in my stomach. This triggered what I thought was long dispensed with morning sickness, making me throw up once more. My vision hazed and tried to refocus.

"Aw, poor little lamb, feeling lost without your shepherd to guide you. Is my brothers precious lotus flower withering without him?" She laughed, grabbed my matted hair, and ripped off the gag off my face.

She made me face her, and she held a wicked smirk that I hated to admit, put Albert's to shame in this moment. Her harsh eyes didn't flare or glow like mine or Albert's. No, they didn't need to in order convey her emotions or intentions. She was a monster in sheep's clothes. A perfectly normal face, for a horrific beast that lurked beneath.

"Tell me your choice, little lamb. Do you want to live comfortably and not have to risk  harm befalling your children, or do you want to be a prisoner to your own mind once again." She said, her cold steel blue eyes piercing my soul.

I felt beaten. She played my mental illnesses like a fiddle. She used my undying love for my unborn children to gain the upper hand. She knew I'd refuse to be a sleeper agent again. She knew I'd never give up bonding with them. She had clearly planned this out. Clearly, it's not just over these past few days that she has been. This was a long game she had played since before she sent Axel.

"I...I submit Alex." I bowed my head.

I was beaten before I even fought. Alex didn't have one thing Sergei did, an attachment to me. I knew she'd never harm Albert's offspring. I was a different story. I was naught but a bug in the way of her plans.

She released my head and turned away from me, "Good, it's about time you remembered what you were made for. Now come seven forty-eight, I need to get you cleaned up and changed. I can't have my servant looking like rotting filth now, can I? Not to mention you are past due for your weekly check-up. I suppose I should have my medical staff check over the brood growing in your unworthy body. Come."

She held her hand over the door, and it slid open. Sullen, I lowered my head and followed. My heart sank. I yet again was no more than a number.

I followed her to a massive underground mansion. Her servants swarmed her like she was a queen. They did everything from taking her jacket to offer her tea. Brushing them off, she just ordered the room next to hers to be cleaned and made. This earned me glares from the maids.

They rushed off as Alex escorted me to a massive bathroom. She presses an intercom on the wall, and three well-dressed maids walk through the door.

"Yes, lady Alex?" They said in near perfect unison.

"Ah, Aquila, Lyra, and Esther, this is my new personal retainer. Clean her up and be careful those are my brothers' children she's carries." Alex said, sitting in a plush chair in the corner of the bathroom.

"Yes, milady." They said bowing.

In a dizzying frenzy, they got to work peeling off the tattered garb from my sweat covered body. I heard nasty remarks regarding my figure from under their breath as they ripped the stained cotton. It didn't matter. I was but a tool once again.

The middle woman, Lrya, she turned on the white marble tub. As Alex stood up and walked over to the basin.  Sticking her finger in, she immediately scowled and slapped the poor girl across the face.

"You dare draw a cold bath for the vessel of my brothers children! Do your ears not work! You daft mongrel!" Alex shouted, turning the warm water on.

I winced at the yelling, but I noticed a deep blush forming across the girls face.

"GO! Be in my chambers by the time I return. You know how you're supposed to prostrate yourself." Alex barked.

"Yes, lady Alex." Lyra said swiftly, walking off.

The other two looked almost jealous but continued to prep my body for the bath. Alex ordered the maids to help me into the tub. She snidely commented on my sheer size and risk of harming her possible nieces and nephews. As I was lowered into the water, I felt numb. The water was just there, I felt no joy or sorrow. No heat or coldness.

The next few minutes were but a blur. I knew I was being scrubbed harshly, and I flinched when shampoo foam got in my eyes. They were gentle around my belly, but that was after a harsh warning from Alex.

I knew she only cared about the children. I was but another tool at her disposal like these poor girls. After Alex had deemed I was cleaned enough, she had the maids go to check on the room she had ordered cleaned.

Aquila and Esther bowed, taking their leave. I stood up as Alex began to drain the water. My naked body dripped the now tepid fluids on the granite tile. Stepping on the white rug beside the marble basin, I felt Alex's eye wander over my bare form.

"In all honesty, seven forty-eight you are ungodly beautiful. I'm slowly starting to understand why you are my brothers favorite toy." She said, walking up to my body.

I wanted to pull away, to hide from her gaze. She looked like a starved wolf staring down a helpless rabbit. She stopped to face me. An amused look crossed her eyes.

In a flash, she dragged her fingers along the undersides of my breasts. The tips of her fingers are just grazing my areolas as she pulls them away. I quickly snarled and froze as I saw what was dripping from her fingers.

"My my dear little lamb, or should i just call you a cow now." Alex laughed   as a white liquid lightly trickled from her fingertips.

My breasts were  producing milk. How? That didn't happen until late trimester for my last pregnancies. It had to have been from Angelis. It was the only thing that made sense to me. After all, it was made to create the ultimate mother and servant.

"What is with that face, my dear seven forty-eight? Are you confused by chance? Let me explain." She said as the maid named Esther returned with a massive  plush towel.

As the young lady wrapped the soft item around my body, Alex ordered her to leave my leaking breast exposed. Hatred was all that ran through my thoughts. Albert should have been the only one to witness this.

Alex's voice roused me from my loathing, "To be blunt seven forty-eight this is caused my two very simple things going on in your body.

The first and what you have more than likely have already surmised is the Angelis virus. This is the main cause after all you bore more children  due to it so it's preparing your other motherly functions in advance so you can effectively and efficiently take care of them. However that would of started at the end of your second trimester. Seeing as you are still closer to twenty two weeks pregnant than twenty six I had to take matters into my own hands."

I heard the maid start to giggle. Alex grabbed my right breast once again more milk leaking on her hand. I felt tears drip down my face. She looked like she had just struck oil.

"Lady Alex, so she is the one who will make us your perfect pets?" Esther said sickening glee in here eyes as she stared at my breasts.

"Yes Esther, I finally have the last piece of making you and your sisters my darling little angels." Alex said wickedly laughing, "You see seven forty-eight, your breast milk contains anti-bodies for the Angelis virus and you know that it is best spread through blood."

"So you mean," I collapsed trying to back away.

"That's right, I'm just using you to make my perfect angels, seven forty-eight. Now stand or do I have to remind you of the other paths that laid out before you and even if you resist I can complete my goal just as easily as I induced your lactation. " Alex said stepping on my upper back.

I relented and stood up. Esther walking up behind me and Alex walked over to the door opening it. Esther shoved me to start moving. Silently I walked forth my breasts on full display. Aquila walked along side me as soon as we exited the bathroom.  The escort was humiliating.

Alex unlocked a massive bedroom with a medical bed and various medical machines. There were restraining devices on the railing of the bed. The room was purposely made to be a new hell for me. I felt despair on par when Sergei threatened to race Alistar. Alex was just using me as a viral breeding ground.

"Now now deary, don't be so disheartened. Unlike Sergei I won't keep you out of contact from my brother." Alex said pointing at a massive screen with a camera set up next to it and a camera at the head of the bed.

"Once your job is complete and Albert fulfills my requests. You will be returned to him. I'm not Vladimir deary, I do want my dear brother to be happy in his reign. After all you were designed to be his perfect match." She smirked pulling out a business card from her pocket.

On the front was a cyan wolf. I felt no shift in my face but Alex clearly detected something different. She faced me and tsked.

"Alecto, my son... the one you called Nighthawk, he tried to give this to you before I shot him out of our transport here. It's obvious you know what this is do you not deary?" Alex said.

I simply nodded and lied through my teeth, "it's a contact card for a former agent of mine."

"Really, tis ashame the number no longer works. You have no need for contact outside of what I provide you." She said grabbing a lighter and setting the card a blaze.

I watched as cryo wolf's card was destroyed. I showed no hints of hope but little did Alex know she just signed my ticket out of here. All that I needed to do was play my part.

Alex started to speak once more, "Now after I deal with Lyra, you will be examined by my staff to see if the prolonged exposure to the destabilizing agent caused the little ones harm. After the exam is completed your first round of feedings will begin with Esther. They shall be your attendants until they bond with the Angelis virus. Oh and seven forty-eight,"

"What is it?" I snarl as the two maids chain me to the bed the moment I lay down.

"I look forward to your progress." Alex said stepping through the door to the room locking it behind her.

Crack! My heart shattered. Crying??? Was I? I didn't know. My babies finally started to flutter about after the incident. But I felt nothing but fear. Crack!

Wesk, please. 

It's so dark.

Hey everyone! Silfarianhawk here. This went a bit out of hand during the drafting section. But the darksided content is back. Sit back and enjoy the ride. As the bells of despair toll, my name is Silfarianhawk and I'm not so far away!

[ravenrune]

Self-indulgent fic I was working on a while back. Unsure of whether or not to continue it. F!reader instead of GN this time, I apologise. Warnings: Wesker is a psychopath. Mention of boobs. Edit: contains past Albert x Alex. No, not incest. They're not related, nor did they grow up together.

The Dark Ride

"Y/N, can you hear me?"

It was hard to understand what was being said to you, but you mentally latched onto the voice as if it was a life preserver in the open ocean. You weren't entirely sure about what was going on, but you felt like you'd been drifting in the dark for days on end. Everything was black, and it was impossible to gather your thoughts.

"Y/N?" The voice came through the darkness again. It sounded smooth and sophisticated. It definitely seemed familiar, but who did it belong to, again?

A cool hand was placed on your forehead, and you briefly sighed. It felt good. It felt real. You wondered if you could grab ahold of it; if the hand could pull you out of the darkness.

"Y/N, can you hear me?" The voice sounded louder this time. The hand disappeared from your forehead and grabbed ahold of your own hand instead, filling you with a sense of relief. "If you can hear, please squeeze my hand."

You managed to gather all the strength in your body just to lightly squeeze this familiar person's hand.

Maybe it would pull you out now.

Maybe you'd be freed from the dark.

"Perhaps you're not quite ready yet." The person, a man, let go of your hand as suddenly as he'd grabbed it, and you could hear footsteps walking away from you.

'Oh no. No, no, no…' you thought to yourself. 'Please don't go. Just pull me out, please.'

The footsteps came back. "I suppose we can try again tomorrow, dear heart. For now, you can just go back to sleep, mmm?"

There was a bit of pressure on your arm, and you could feel something move inside of it. Were you at a hospital? Were you sick? Injured? It was so difficult to remember with your brain in such a state of disarray. What was the last thing you'd done that you could think of?

You tried to open your eyes, but it was too difficult. Your eyelids were so heavy, the best you could manage was a single flutter.

"Take it easy now, love. Save your strength. You'll just be going back to sleep now, and we'll have to see if tomorrow things will be a bit better."

You could feel it coming back. The darkness. Time felt like it was slowing down, and you were starting to drift away. Away from the voice, away from the hand that had so gently grabbed ahold of your own just minutes earlier.

You tried to fight it, but to no avail. Within a couple of minutes, the darkness had swallowed you, and everything disappeared again.

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"So, how is she doing?" A woman asked a man.

"I believe she is starting to recover, but I fear it is still too early to tell." The man adjusted his sunglasses and took another look at the file lying in front of him. "She responds to simple commands, sure, but even when she's waking up, she's barely aware of her surroundings."

"Mmmm," the woman leaned over the man to have a look at the file too. "Has she had a brain scan yet?"

"Yes. More than one, even. They show nothing out of the ordinary." The man sighed. "I am starting to run out of patience."

"Heh. Can't wait for your new pet to wake up, Albert?" The woman liked to tease him. Every once in a while she'd manage to crack his shell a little. It never failed to amuse her.

It didn't work this time. He didn't even dignify her little jab at him with a response.

"Perhaps she just needs to sleep more, it might help her recover faster. She's sustained quite a number of injuries, after all." He placed the file back on his desk. "I suppose I will have to be patient for a little longer."

Wesker stood up from his desk and took off his coat. "I am going to get something to eat," he stated, turning to face the woman. "And you, Alex? What are your plans for the night?"

Alex shot Wesker a smile and unbuttoned the top of her blouse, exposing part of her breasts. "Well, my darling brother, I could think of something to do… something that would be fun for the both of us…"

Slightly annoyed, Wesker shook his head. "Alex, we've decided to not do that anymore," he berated her. "And I've told you many times already that I cannot stand it when you call me brother."

"You're no fun." Alex started buttoning up her blouse again. "It's a shame, really, we used to have fun all the time. Or have you forgotten about that?"

"I have not," Wesker replied without a hint of emotion in his voice. "But those days are gone, Alex, and I seem to recall you agreed with me on that."

"Fine, fine…" Alex rolled her eyes. "I guess I'll go out, then. See if I can find a man to keep myself entertained while you eat and mope, thinking of your new pet."

"You do that. Best of luck finding one that's even half the man I am."

"I don't have much of a choice, now do I?" Alex put on her coat and made her way to the door. "Call me if anything happens, brother. I'm quite curious about this new pet of yours. I'd like to be kept in the loop."

"Sure," Wesker said, leaning against the wall. "Oh, and for the love of all that is holy, use a condom."

Alex tilted her head and raised an eyebrow. She had a small smirk on her face. "Mmm, maybe I will, maybe I won't."

Before Wesker could say anything else, Alex had already made her way down the hallway. He could still hear her laughter as she disappeared out of sight.

I am very unsure about whether to continue this or not. It's breaking my brain. If anyone who has read this has any thought to share, please do. Or not. Up to you!

[smartycvnt]

I am in a full-blown resident evil mood, so feel free to send in some headcanons and fic requests.

[rachelfoleyisntdead]

Browsing the Alex Wesker tag and people pairing her with Excella? You know what, yeah. They'd look real good together. Excella sitting on Alex's desk trying to get her attention while Alex is working. Alex double checking Excella's projections for their latest research. Excella administering Alex's treatments for her. Two pairs of clicky-clacky Nine West heels coming down the brightly lit corridors, striking terror into all those losers in the labs. Excella gifting Alex that chunky red necklace. They'd look real good dancing together at a fancy party with Alex's fashionable pantsuits and Excella's trophy wife dresses and then Excella just destroys some idiot trying to mansplain some science shit and Alex kisses her cheek. I like it. Ship name is AMAZING too, Alexcella??? 11/10.

[damadisangue]

It shouldn't have happened again. She should have bored him; to become a seven-digit number in Birkin's file and be relocated - nothing more than the satisfaction of a curiosity, of a whim. Wesker watches her slide along his body as if it belongs to her - as if he is merely hers. She looks up at him, a spark of amusement in her eyes, in which sometimes a discordant embarrassment is mixed - an instant in which her uncertainty seems to make her younger, even innocent. And he likes this aspect of Alex: he finds it peculiar — a hiccup in Dr. Fayer's otherwise perfect image. He hates it when he feels the urge to be gentle - to caress her cheek with his thumb, moving down to the right corner of her mouth and stopping there, squinting when Alex bites, sinking those small, sharp teeth into the soft pulp of his fingertip . He feels contempt for himself when Alex coaxes his cock on the tip of her tongue, stopping around the tip with her lips and swallowing every reply, every thought. He grabs her hair with his free hand, laughs at himself - at his pathetic excuses. Alex laughs with him and acquits for both of them. 

Perfect art from the lovely @madbedlam

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Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Biohazard | Resident Evil (Gameverse) Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Chris Redfield/Albert Wesker Characters: Albert Wesker, Chris Redfield, Alex Wesker, Oswell E. Spencer, William Birkin, Annette Birkin, Rebecca Chambers, HUNK (Resident Evil) Additional Tags: Nightmares, Human Experimentation, Child Abuse, Kidnapping, Hurt/Comfort, Canon-Typical Violence, Zombies, Bio Organic Weapons | B.O.W.s (Resident Evil), Child Death, Angst with a Happy Ending, Project W | Wesker Children, no beta we die like james marcus, Canon Related, canon lore compliant but i do what i want, Enemies to Reluctant Allies to Friends to Lovers, 3rd wheel rebecca, a relatively slow burn, spencer is alive... for now, hunk is confused Summary:

For as long as he could remember, there has been a certain melody that haunted Albert Wesker's dreams. It's been a mystery he can only hope to solve, and with help, he may just be able to.

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Resident Evil - characters  

Chris Redfield (Old) and Alice Abernathy (Natasha Loginova)

Rosemary Winters and Jake Muller

Albert and Alex Wesker

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Rules

this is an ask blog for RE bad guys, not strictly Umbrella employees

I have an ask blog for RE good guys: @stars-ask-blog

you can ask them questions

no homophobia, racism, sexism, etc, etc.

you can also give them dares

dares can include kissing, but no characters are in relationships and likely won't be.

dares and questions must be sfw

I may respond alongside them if you wish, or be part of the dares.

I will interact with them

my text will be orange when I do

other than that, just have fun

all included characters are in the tags

p.s. I just didn't know where to put ada, so in the end I just put her where she usually is in the end.

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You know when you’re touch starved and-and you—

Cuddling headcanons about Ada Wong, Alcina Dimitrescu, Alex Wesker, Albert Wesker, Ark Thompson, Bela Dimitrescu, and Barry Burton.

(Gender ambiguous).

Warnings: n/a

Masterlists here!

Ada Wong

Ada will only cuddle with someone she’s truly and completely comfortable with. 

She fluctuates between days where she doesn’t really want to be touched at all and ones where she’s the exact opposite. 

She likes to hold one of your hands or have her arms wrapped around your waist when cuddling. 

Be prepared for her to potentially fall asleep because her busy ass is tired, and now that you've got her in a position where she can't (doesn't want to) move? Holy shit, it is hard to keep her eyes open.

If you try to get up after Ada’s fallen asleep, she will immediately wake up.

After she’s been away for a while because of her work, that's often when the desire to cuddle with you is the strongest.

Alcina Dimitrescu

You think Lady Alcina Dimitrescu enjoys cuddling? Please. She’s one of the village’s lords, spoken about in frightened whispers between its residents. None who come to work at her castle ever leave again. She’s killed an innumerable amount of people with little to no thought, bathed in their blood, had them turned into wine, scarecrows, or monsters—

Alright. Yes. Fine. She does enjoy cuddling. 

Please drape yourself over her like a (small) blanket. She loves when you do that.

When it's time to sleep, she simply enjoys spooning you. Your back against her front, of course.

Alcina does occasionally want to be the one being held, but not until after you’ve been together for a while. Will you allow her to rest her head on your chest? Will you put your arm around her as best you can?

Alex Wesker

Probably doesn't come as a big surprise, but Alex isn't much of a cuddler.

She doesn’t necessarily dislike it, she's just sort of indifferent?

Like, sure, it can be nice, but she's unlikely to initiate it herself and won't be upset if she's deprived of it.

You want to cuddle, though? Alex might just indulge you. For a short while.

She definitely prefers to be doing the holding. 

You can expect an arm loosely draped over your shoulders or waist.

Maybe you can rest your head on her lap while she works. 

Albert Wesker

Cuddling? What is that? Wait. Let him step away and discreetly look it up.

The first time you cuddle this man, he’s very much like, “Disgusting. You may do it again.” 

He’s also a bit stiff at first, but he relaxes after a minute. 

He’s usually not one to initiate the cuddling. When he wants to give you affection, physical contact just isn’t what his mind jumps to first. 

Generally prefers to be in positions where he gets to be sitting up. 

Albert’s got some ice-cold corpse hands so I hope you’re prepared to deal with that <3

Ark Thompson

One might look at Ark’s resting grumpy face and think, yeah, that man doesn’t cuddle.

Wrong! Physical touch is one of his love languages and he’s all about cuddling. 

Loves spooning and prefers to be the big spoon. 

Ark’s legs will get tangled with yours when you sleep. 

Also enjoys it when you’re both sitting up and you sit with your back to his front, nestled in his arms.

After a long day, he likes to rest his head on your lap.

Bela Dimitrescu

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it again: Bela prefers to be the one that’s being held. Won’t put up a fuss if you want to switch things around, though. 

Completely buries her face in the crook of your neck. She likes to feel your pulse there, for your scent to completely fill her senses. 

She also really presses herself against you in general. Hand over some of that body heat! 

Will melt into a relaxed puddle if you comb your fingers through her hair.

Sometimes likes to rest her head on your stomach while she reads or writes.

Often traces random patterns, shapes, and words onto your skin while cuddling with you.

Barry Burton

One of Barry’s favorite ways to relax is cuddling with you. 

Preferably on the couch and in front of the tv.

Likes when you rest your head on his chest.

If your hair’s long enough, you can expect Barry to tangle his fingers in it. 

He gives you little squeezes while he’s holding you. Little nonverbal I love yous, if you will. 

He’s very warm. Like a heated blanket.

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UPDATED/REQUESTS/INTRO

Now…sorry for not posting lately! I have had writers block for some time now but I am no longer effected by it! I have so many story’s I wanna write 2 feed y’all so yea! Here’s a updated request bored and intro!

INTRO!

My name is Millo! I go by any pronouns but prefer she/her or he/him!

Not all posts I make are safe for minors and majority of them involve NSFW content!

That being said anything labeled with “ MINORS DNI “ means if you are under the age of 18 please do not interact with that post! But any other posts without it are suitable for all people! Do understand if you see a post not laced with the minors DNI, that doesn’t mean blood or other things aren’t in the post! !READ THE TAGS AND WARNINGS!

Heads up! I have dyslexia so if words aren’t spelled correctly PLEASE DONT BASH ME FOR IT! I prefer to wright for female readers but if requested I will to trans/male readers! I mostly write cannon!Male x reader because that’s what I’m better at!

WHAT I WILL DO!

Smut

Fluffy

Angst

Any really anything else that isn’t in my no’s list!

WHAT I WILL NOT DO!

Any sort of toilet kink!

Pedophilia

Anything incest related! (I’m looking at some of THOSES resident evil fans and TMNT fans)

Anything zoophilia related! ANIMALS CANNOT CONSENT!!! (THIS DOSENT INCUDE TMNT BOYS! THEY ARE MUTANTS THAT CAN THINK AND SPEAK!)

And anything related in the necro areas!(THIS DOSE NOT INCLUDE ZOMBIE GHOST!)

CHARACTER LIST!

TMNT! (Nour please don’t bash me for this)

REMEMBER ANYTHING SMUT RELATED TO THESE CHARACTERS WILL BE AGED UP!

Any of the bayvurs boys!

ROTTMNT boys!

2012 boys!

1987 boys!

2003 boys!

2007 boys!

COD

Simon “ghost” Riley

Captain John Price

John “Soap” McTavish

Kyle “Gaz” Garrick

Keegan

Roach (I can’t remember his real name)

König

STARDEW VALLY!

Shane

Alex

Elliott

Harvey

Sebation

Sam

RESIDENT EVIL

Chris R.

Leon S. Kennedy

Albert Wesker

Jill V.

Rebeca C.