Divine Infect

Roleplay/Ask Blog,Albert Wesker of Resident Evil series,Magic Welcome, Other fandoms welcome. NSFW content may be present. Face Claim; Peter Facinelli (If not using Wesker Icons)

[lindstrxm]

Hugh was talking about Will’s good and dark sides and he said something like “there is good in him.. and that other thing” and thE PERSON NEXT TO ME SAID (QUIETLY TO THEMSELVES) “Hannibal”

[he-s-dead-jim]

That’s all I can think about during that commercial.

Am I sorry?

No.

[winterfalconx]

sorry

@foyernormanchapel <3

[rainbowamygdala-deactivated2017]

[rp-memes-atyourservice]

Sensory deprivation meme

Send ‘SIGHT’ for your muse to cover my muse’s eyes with a blindfold. Send ‘HEARING’ for your muse to put earplugs in my muse’s ears (or use some other device). Send ‘VOICE’ for your muse to gag or otherwise render my muse unable to speak. Send ‘MOVEMENT’ for your muse to render my muse unable to move (bonus points for context since there are a lot of options).

[divineinfect]

Nonsexual acts of Intimacy - Select from the following for my muse to respond to...

♔ : Finding your muse wearing their clothes

♕: Holding hands

♖: Having their hair washed by your muse

♗: Your muse falling asleep with their head in my muse's lap.

♘: Cuddling in a blanket fort

♙: Sharing a bed

♚: Head scratches

♛: Sharing a dessert

♜: Shoulder rubs

♝: Reading a book together

♞: Caring for each other while ill (specify which party is which)

♟: Patching up a wound

♤: Taking a bath together

♧: Your muse playing with their hair

♡: Accidentally falling asleep together

♢: Forehead or cheek kisses

♠: Your muse adjusting their jewelry/neck tie/ etc.

♣: Back scratches

♥: Your muse crying about something

♦: Slow dancing

[divineinfect]

“I live alone, as you know, but when I woke up last night, I could feel a breathing down my neck.”

He gazed at his sushi while Verin spoke. Although he appeared inattentive, the blonde was listening to every word. The shrimp lay among the beds of rice, bound to them with a strip of seaweed. He only pretended not to care about her stories.Albert's eyes did snap up at Verin when she mentioned that eerie detail. He raised his chin, providing her with all of his attention. "People often interpret the presence of another when they let their imagination run wild. Are you certain someone was there?", he poked at his food with a chopstick as he spoke, eyes remaining on Verin.He wasn't concerned, she had proven herself capable...in most cases. However, he would not hesitate to offer himself as a bodyguard if she needed.

[divineinfect]

// After watching all 3 seasons of Hannibal and finishing the novel, Hannibal Rising, I think I’ve developed a relentless obsession with the series XD Especially since Hannibal’s origins are heartbreaking (and liberating). Wesker needs more Hannibal people to interact with.

[memorijal]

sorry i’m late, professor. i’m disenchanted with the human experience and waking up every morning thrusts me into an instant existential crisis

[raiahy]

Mads lip licking appreciation post

And also two Displeased Daddy ones:

So remember to be a good girl today! *smirks*

[lovecrimecat-deactivated2024012]

Okay… okay… before I drop dead I’d like to tag you guys to pass on this porn - again: @wrathofthestag @wraithsonwingsposts @katamaran10 *drops dead*

[wraithsonwingsposts]

I’ve reblogged this before, but I’ll gladly reblog it again!

[warpedchyld]

No

[divineinfect]

Wesker you magnificent BASTARD How are you?

Albert turned his head just enough to glance over his shoulder, crimson eyes illuminated by the pale moonlight, which crept through the window before him. “Miss Lounds,” his tone calm, yet sinister, “I imagine your intentions here are not strictly social.”The tyrant turned himself, now facing the tabloid reporter. Following his last encounter with the woman, he familiarized himself with her work. It appeared to him that her targets of choice were those with….peculiar taste.

He could simply kill her; seizing her quickly before she could respond. The mess he could make out of her had become an amusing image in his mind, so much in fact, that he was tempted to act on impulse. However, he was curious how long he could toy with her, revealing enough about himself, yet concealing his true nature. How fearful would she be in her final moments, he wondered.

“I am well,” he said, responding to her initial question, “though, I am interested how you got into my home. I recall locking the door.”

/////Greetings! ^^

[thehannibalfandomiselitistscum]

“Locks…you know you’d think you of all people would have better ones considering how intelligent you’re supposed to be. Or do you just believe you can defeat anyone who does manage to get in?” She asked. The problem had come in the fact that she hadn’t thought he’d be here. Word on the street was this place was mostly abandoned. Of course she had been trying to dig up information on the Umbrella corporation, the new viruses and possible antidotes. She was a free agent, really only worked for the highest bidder. The bid for this job had been very high. She didn’t have the name of the man who was paying her, or even a face. Just a very generous down payment. 

Since she had figured out he was actually in here, she’d decided that sneaking around wasn’t an option. Instead, she took the bold approach like she was supposed to be in there and she meant to get caught. Might throw him off his guard, besides there was no way she believed she could sneak past him or defeat him, so it was better to try to outsmart him. 

“You know believe it or not I could be your greatest asset.” She said speaking confidently, “Or I could be your worst nightmare.” As chilling and firm as her voice sounded she didn’t believe a word she said but it was very important to come across like she did. She most definitely wasn’t going to act afraid of him. Not yet. 

[divineinfect]

He remained stone faced for a moment, reading her face. Did she just infer that she could match him in a game of wits? How amusing.

Wesker seated himself against the window sill, supporting his weight with one hand firmly planted against the frame. The opposite hand hung freely at his side.

“Tell me dear,” a smirk curling on one side of his face. He had dealt with someone like this many years ago…their arrangement ended….tragically.

“What is it that you think I’m up to? Clearly someone is interested in my presence. Though, it’s hard to determine with whom you are aligned. I have many enemies, you see.” @miss-freddie-lounds

[angstmemes]

disturbing starters

Be warned that these are very scary sentences. If you can’t handle horror, or get nightmares easily, these sentences probably aren’t for you.

“Of course I don’t want to kill you! I already have!” “Who are you looking at?” “What are you talking about? There’s nobody else in the room… right?” “I’m going to kill you now.” “There’s a knocking sound coming from the mirror.” “There’s someone looking at you through the window.” “I heard someone saying my name when I was in the shower this morning. You weren’t home then, were you?” “Why are you telling me that you’re going to get killed…? You’ve been dead for two years.” “Don’t go downstairs. I heard it call you too, in my voice, but it wasn’t me.” “Why are you making me dinner? We just ate…” “I keep hearing my daughter/son/wife/husband/boy/girlfriend scream every night while I’m wide awake, but they’ve been dead for years.” “What do you mean you didn’t leave this message for me? Then who did?” “There are all these pictures on my phone of me sleeping last night– but there was nobody else home but me. I don’t know what’s going on, but I think that someone– something– is breaking into my house.” “I can hear laughing coming from the attic, but we’re the only ones home…” “Don’t look in the mirror. That reflection isn’t you.” “If you go outside now, they’re going to steal you. They want you.” “I have the feeling that I’m being watched.” “The cat isn’t staring at you… he’s staring behind you.” “I live alone, as you know, but when I woke up last night, I could feel a breathing down my neck.” “I know that the old man who lived next door died, but I hear him talk to himself every day, like he used to.” “Can you see that too? That thing staring at me at the end of the bed?”

[crave-that-mineral]

Two kinds of dads.

[vintagepales2-blog]

Two Temple Place (Astor House.), London

[yvng-gxddess]

<i>Gosh</i>

[bursting-passion]

SK Haunted Victorian Mansion in Gardner, Massachusetts

[divineinfect]

Wesker you magnificent BASTARD How are you?

Albert turned his head just enough to glance over his shoulder, crimson eyes illuminated by the pale moonlight, which crept through the window before him. "Miss Lounds," his tone calm, yet sinister, "I imagine your intentions here are not strictly social."The tyrant turned himself, now facing the tabloid reporter. Following his last encounter with the woman, he familiarized himself with her work. It appeared to him that her targets of choice were those with....peculiar taste.He could simply kill her; seizing her quickly before she could respond. The mess he could make out of her had become an amusing image in his mind, so much in fact, that he was tempted to act on impulse. However, he was curious how long he could toy with her, revealing enough about himself, yet concealing his true nature. How fearful would she be in her final moments, he wondered."I am well," he said, responding to her initial question, "though, I am interested how you got into my home. I recall locking the door."/////Greetings! ^^