#re jake

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["I did briefly have a... thing... with a woman during my military service. Zenovia Muller. I was not aware she had been pregnant before we separated. That's... interesting. I never intended to have a child."]

["And he befriended William's daughter? A strange coincidence, yes. I never looked into what came of his family after his death, but evidently she survived."]

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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Jake Muller x Gn!Reader

Warning: Fluff?

An: I'm obsessed with Jake Muller. I'm very sorry for the mistakes</3

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You had been sitting on the toilet long enough, until two lines appeared on your pregnancy test. You were pregnant! Happiness started to overcome you. You quickly ran out of the bathroom to see Jake. But he wasn't sitting on the couch anymore.

"Jake?" You say, but no response.

You looked for Jake everywhere, but nothing. You haven't checked upstairs, though.

Before you could go up, an apple caught your eye. It was the last one so you took it and took a bite.

"Jake!" You yelled. "What? I'm upstairs!" He yelled back at you.

You grabbed the railings and carefully made your way up as you ate the apple.

"Gotcha", "Jake what the fuck!-" you shrieked from the sudden action. That motherfucker suprised you by picking you up!

"Hey shortie, having fun?".

"Jake! Put me down!" You shout as you tried to pull his arms off of your waist and stomach, but it wouldn't fucking budge. Your stomach started to hurt from the preasure.

"Not a chance" he smirked, "Give me that apple first".

"You're gonna kill us!" .

"What do you mean us?" He asked while kissing your neck to your shoulders.

You took a dreep breath.

"I'm pregnant".

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(First one is about Uroburos. Second one is about Jake(and therefore about Wesker’s gender). There’s some mention of the “prototype virus”/progenitor is both points.)

I love the idea of Wesker having tendrils and using them casually to do things of fidget/stim with to not give his Uroburos. I’m however changing things.

It is completely stable in his blood, he can control it pretty much completely outside of a few scenarios(being clingy while tired, hit his funny bone, drunk to the point where he’s clinging to his friends, ect.) and he’s had it since the year after Jake was born.

It’s more of a parasite then a virus but the virus he’s been infected with since Childhood(progenitor/the prototype virus)is the thing allowing him to completely control Uroburos and rewrote the parasite’s dna to be completely compatible with Wesker.

He use to secretly fidget with it during his time with the RPD, constantly. If he didn’t have anything to do with his hands he was playing with one of his tendrils, people thought he had stim toys hidden on him at all times. Even after the destruction of Raccoon city he still uses it as a built in tangle toy(as well as built in body braces).

Second thing about the AU.

Wesker is a trans gay man. He gave birth to Jake and immediately gave him to the other father to keep his baby safe, lying to umbrella and telling them his was a stillborn and that the other father was taking care of the funeral stuff. He was almost immediately brought out of Edonia by Umbrella and had to keep him mouth shut as they ran some tests to see what his healing factor did so soon after birth.

When he gets to actually take Jake home to him, the other father offering him their son back, Wesker immediately jumped on the opportunity to have his baby back, having Chris help him in going to collect his son.

Vampire sherry/hunter jake doodles or smth