#albert wesker x william birkin

[luciferhollow]

i drew new one wallpaper on the phone with Albert Wesker and William Birkin.. I will be pleased if you show how they look on the screen ♥♥♥

[toomuchforamiles]

these sillies again

[nshtn]

original idea from @rottingcitrus

[wanderingmoonmen]

i’m garbage and i like Wesker/Birkin so have a stupid doodle based on this post

[rhysiespiecces]

Okay I’m rly bored so let me do this real quickly

Ima write a small thing here cause I love willsker..🙌🙌

“All..” Birkin said with a whiney tone, his eyes seeming to look a bit like those of a young and playful puppy, his hands clumped togheter to show he was wishing for something. His body being shorter than that of the man not that far away from him. “No Will, I’m not letting you stay up any longer, My dorm my rules.” Wesker said with a slight annoyance in his voice, if he wasn’t wearing his sunglasses then birkin would surely be met with an eyeroll. Weskers hands crossing as his head tilted a little, the height difference was huge between them. “Actually it’s our dorm-“ The shorter male said with his hands on his hips before he was cut short by a finger on his mouth, his eyes staring at the arm and then slowly moving to who’s arm it was, staring at wesker as his face flushed red. His eyes closing as he quickly looked away, being fully red by the second. Wesker noticed it all and chuckled a little, his smile returning now as he watched the younger male shake his head and scratch the back of his neck as he then slowly looked back at wesker. “.. alright-“ He said as wesker grew proud of himself that he got the shorter dirty blonde male to shut up with his whining. Ruffling up his hair that made a wobbly smile appear on birkins face as his face flushed a bright red tone as his eyes didn’t look away from wesker. “You win.” “I always do” Albert added a smirk after he was finished talking, grabbing Williams chin and leaning in to whisper in his ear, moving birkins head to the side as weskers head got closer to his ear, his breath being on the neck of birkins as it made a cold shiver go down birkins spine, making his face flush red and his whole body freeze in the spot. “Our dorm, yet my rules.” Wesker spoke as he then quickly shifted his head away from the man’s ear and neck, letting go of his chin and then going to go sit in his bed as he watched the other male slowly gain consciousness again after wesker had whispered in his ear, making wesker laugh softly. “Why your rules..?” Birkin asked, knowing the answers dam well before he sat down on his own bed, looking at wesker for a brief second. “Oh, dear heart you already know why!”

Yuhh I hope you guys enjoyed YIPPY

[alespov]

Hope y’all enjoy it!! Please lmk what you think! 

[smutbutoutofnowhere]

shoutout to all my fellow smut enjoyers

[meowssii]

they run my brain completely :)

[oniishi]

my old arts for Resident Evil Sketch Zine

[zenythycal]

I saw this guy absolutely pulling off this dress and I was like...Wokesker...

Honestly probably shouldn't be drawing men in dresses while we're getting slammed by a tropical storm but I stay on the grind

[ko-garashi]

🩻There are only two types of reactions.

Sometimes I'm just being silly. This time I was being silly. I bet Albert is making angry cat noises right now.

[luciferhollow]

commision for @alexrainbow ♥♥

[toomuchforamiles]

I don't know what if i have a fav RE character :P

[placentafluid]

hello resident evil fans

[savage-rhi]

Wesker: to be frank with you ms Birkin, I think you can do better than my trouser stain of a son. He’s punching FAR above his weight class.

Sheri: he’s better than you could ever hope to be.

@rebelwithoutaclock Coming up!

This is a terrible idea... Sherry thought to herself.

Working together as a group of four was insane, but there were no words when Jake decided everyone should split up and cover more ground. Logically, he was right. With how huge the facility was--and how far down they were trapped--breaking into pairs was for the best if they had any hope of getting to the surface.

The second half of Jake's plan didn't sit right with Sherry. She glanced to her right, observing Wesker a few feet away. He stood like a stoic statue with his arms behind his back, much like a soldier on duty. He couldn't be bothered to look around and find supplies much less see if there was an exit.

"Jake, what the hell are you thinking? Shouldn't you be with your dad and I with mine, or hell, shouldn't we be together?" "Insurance." "Insurance?" "Look, I know your pops cares about you deep down. If Wesker were to harm you, Birkin would lose his cool. Knowing my dad, the last thing he wants is to piss off the second strongest guy in the room. Wesker gives two shits about what happens to me, but I know Birkin wouldn't want to give the guy an inch on anything. You're the glue keeping it together honey, all in all. That's why you gotta go with my dad and I go with yours."

Sherry let out a sigh through her nose, glaring a little as the memory faded. Thus far she rolled with Wesker's verbal punches, but her patience was running thin when it came to remarks about Jake.

She would've given anything to have been trapped in this situation with Helena and Leon right about now.

"Ms. Birkin, are you finished? We are wasting enough time as is." Wesker bitterly piped up.

"Yeah, sure." Sherry muttered. She didn't bother to raise her voice, knowing in the end he didn't care if he heard her so long as she moved her legs.

Side by the side, the two made their way through the darkness of the lab area with flash lights and guns at the ready. Thus far there were no signs of BOWs, and only a vague chill from the vents above kept them company.

For the longest time, Sherry was on guard. Paying attention to every noise around her until Wesker cleared his throat.

"So, my son and you are an item..."

"You can say that," Sherry curtly replied, keeping her gaze forward.

"How long?"

"Does it matter?"

Wesker hummed in thought. "I guess it doesn't, but to be frank with you Ms. Birkin, I think you can do better than my trouser stain of a son. He’s punching far above his weight class."

It took much effort for Sherry not to deck his face right then and there. Her grip on both her flashlight and handgun tightened. "He's better than you could ever hope to be."

"Is that so?" Wesker mused. "I wonder if you'd be singing the same tune if you knew about his earlier mercenary days."

"Jake and I don't hide things from one another." Sherry said as a matter of fact. "I know he had to make tough choices to help him and his mom out. Don't even think about playing mind games with me."

"Is that what he's told you?" Wesker chuckle as he shook his head. The concerned sigh that left him had Sherry furrow her brows as their eyes met.

"There are two things I won't lie to you about Ms. Birkin: one, the nature of mine and your father's condition and second, matters concerning my son."

"Again," Sheri sneered. "Does it matter, and why do you care?"

"I don't," Wesker corrected. "However, considering I promised your father I'd ensure your safety--I'm obligated to uphold my end of things."

"What could Jake have possibly done that would endanger me?"

"Ah, there it is!"

"Where what is?"

"You're second guessing," Wesker's ongoing smirk simmered down a little as he frowned. "If you were so confident about your relationship, you never would've asked such a question. You would've stuck to your guns."

Sheri was speechless. Her shoulders tensed as they stopped walking and silently stared at the other; almost as if it were a game of dominance--to see who would pull the trigger first.

"What say you Ms. Birkin?" Wesker smiled. "We have all the time in the world to chat now."

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