Captain of the S.T.A.R.S.

((Independent blog for Albert James Wesker. Resident Evil. MxM relationships only. Feel free to shoot me an ask. I'm not mean.  READ THE RULES FIRST. I rp him as human, meaning pre-virus. That doesn't mean he's a fluffy bunny, he'll still try to murder your muse if he feels like it's needed. ((Tag me under projectaw) .

[kingsdarga]

fuckin cool guy

[gavinfreeinplacesheshouldntbe]

October is a delight

[acheemient]

Look at those blue eyes!

[projectajw]

Hey guys. I’m sorry I didn’t mean to disappear for days. I was in Uni. 

[projectajw]

Kesha is my celeb crush. No one can stop me. She is precious angel bby and she is damn fine. Her personality and intellectualism can get into my undies any day, With consent of course<3

[haywooding-blog]

cool-guy ryan - last call #10

[projectajw]

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[projectajw]

https://www.gofundme.com/my-best-friend-needs-a-surgery Here is an update picture of Marlee. She’s wheezing and I feel  so bad but she still manages to wag her tail and I think we can all learn from her. Keep your head up and keep wagging your tails friends. 

[ara-kita-deactivated20170823]

“stop shipping real people!” they cry

“no” i respond, packing one more person into a box and sealing it shut. this one goes to fedex in the morning.

[projectajw]

I’m a trans-man and ain’t no body gonna tell me I can’t wear makeup because I look damn fine and I’m feeling punk and sexy as helllll.

[theogpandacat]

Click here to support Road to University organized by Allison Michelle Risner

I have just received word that I have been accepted to Colorado State University in the pre-vet Zoology major program. This is the opportunity I have been waiting for! There is, however, a slight snag. I have to somehow find a way to get from Reno, Nevada to Fort Collins, Colorado with all my stu...

Help me raise money to pay for the move to CSU!! This is a dream come true for me!!!

[tortagnamgnam]

This is the lucky clover cat. reblog this in 30 seconds & he will bring u good luck and fortune.

[unclebabie]

THIS ONE!!! THIS IS THE ONE THAT WORKS!!!!!

I reblogged him the day i started treatment and 1. GOT TO MY APPOINTMENT ON TIME 2. FOUND A FREE PARKING TICKET SOMEONE LEFT IN THE METER FOR ME AND 3. GOT FREE STARBUCKS AFTER MY APPOINTMENT!!!!!

[cutedemonbabe]

I’m convinced bc I reblogged this on Friday, got hired at a job I had a million interviews for, went on a first date that went well, and got kissed a billion times so like hell ya to the luck cat

[theogpandacat]

Click here to support Road to University organized by Allison Michelle Risner

I have just received word that I have been accepted to Colorado State University in the pre-vet Zoology major program. This is the opportunity I have been waiting for! There is, however, a slight snag. I have to somehow find a way to get from Reno, Nevada to Fort Collins, Colorado with all my stu...

Help me raise money to pay for the move to CSU!! This is a dream come true for me!!!

[obnoxiousalien]

Hey, can you guys reblog this if you think trans men can wear makeup and dress femininely?

[help-from-above]

Ray feels the joint being plucked from his mouth before he realizes that Wesker has returned. He turns his head, registers it, and couldn’t look more pleased. “There he is,” Ray practically coos, taking the spliff back. “I am wicked happy, dude. So wicked happy that I might forgive you for this shit, are you really gonna’-?” Ray’s cut off by his own sharp inhale when Wesker messes with the break. He knows that was on purpose, can read it all over the captain’s face, but Ray doesn’t comment on it. The kid knows he’s annoying sometimes - all the time - so he’ll let this one slide.

The sniper looks between Wesker and his wrist before shutting his eyes and steadying himself. He takes a deep breath in and lets it out slowly. Ray brings the spliff to his mouth and cashes it in a long pull, holding it in his lungs for a few beats before blowing it away from the captain’s face. He’s not sure what he’s supposed to look at; the trees surrounding them, Wesker applying the dressing, or the man himself.

Ray settles for the third option, studying Wesker’s face hard. For all of his lackadaisical, sarcastic nature, Ray’s got a mean, thousand-yard stare that goes right through people. No one is opaque to the Brownman. The sniper studies his opposite with a calculative gaze. Really, he’s trying to focus on something else rather than the task at hand. This is going to suck.

[projectajw]

The blonde briefly acknowledges the glare, gray eyes flicking up to meet brown. It is a bit unsettling but he’s got a good poker face. He takes a step back, hands moving to rest behind his back.  “I did my best to leave your trigger finger unhindered. You are welcome.”

 Wesker fixes his shades and challenges Ray’s stare with his own, leaving the moment quiet, waiting for a response. His lips pull into a small, sincere smile. It’s an unusual expression for him, but he feels oddly connected to the man in front of him. Perhaps it’s the Brownman’s snarky remarks that Wesker is secretly a fan of.  He’s always enjoyed people who didn’t take life to seriously. They were refreshing.

[projectajw]

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[help-from-above]

The smirk that turns up Wesker’s mouth has Ray’s own lips turning into something of a grimace. “You’re the captain of dick mountain, that’s what you are,” Ray grumbles. He knows Wesker is teasing him, but the man is definitely coming off as a bit sadistic. Still, Ray isn’t bothered by it. It’s just his sense of humor. Ray’s own consists of jabs at his own sobriety and intelligence; Wesker giggles like a schoolgirl when somebody falls out of a tree.

“Too late, Weskie, you’re officially banned from everything,” Ray calls back, watching the man root around for whatever it is he wants. “Wanna’ take a shit? Too bad, you’re banned. Your intestines and stuff are gonna’ explode and I’m gonna’ talk about how much you suck at your funeral.” The sniper is smirking again, though his voice is a steady deadpan as he promises to berate Wesker, even in death. Ever full of surprises, Ray continues to make good on Wesker’s demands. He leans back and pushes his hand down the front of his pants, coming back with an Altoids tin. The box is opened, a joint is procured, and Ray is lighting up in the middle of the woods. “When’s your next drug screening?” Ray asks. He’s smiling again, an expression that would be cute if the kid wasn’t such a pain in the ass. “This stuff can be outta’ your system in like, four days, man. Live a little, have some baphomet’s broccoli.” Nursing the spliff in his lips, Ray goes back to examining his damaged arm. It almost doesn’t look real, but when he pokes at it, he definitely knows it is.

[projectajw]

Wesker is tempted to throw his knife at Ray but he knows better. Murder is messy and he doesn’t really want the other dead.

“Do not call me Weskie. If you insist on not calling me ‘Captain’ then use my first name.” He snaps as he returns with several twigs. He plucks the roll from Ray’s lips, taking a hit from it before returning it.  “Typically at the end of the month- Happy?” The captain grasps the sniper’s arm softly, turning it palm up before beginning to wrap it, placing the branches under and over his arm. 

“Breathe. I don’t want you passing out on me. I will leave you here.” A small chuckle escapes his lips as he intentionally pressing down enough to cause a bit of pain.