#...do i tag this as Chrisker?

[playstation-dreamcast]

every once in a while it hits me like a truck that in resident evil, when you find Enrico injured, you get different dialogue depending on if you're Jill or Chris.

If you're Jill, he's calmer and tries to explain. If you're Chris, he straight up calls him a double crosser and tries to shoot him.

Which, never made sense to me because he knew that Wesker was the double agent.

Then it all fucking clicked when I realized that implied Wesker and Chris we're so close, Enrico assumed that if Wesker was a double agent, obviously Chris must be too send post

[rechrisker]

Dedication

a Chrisker fanfic: takes place pre-Mansion Incident during the time Chris and Wesker worked together at S.T.A.R.S. Enjoy! (proship dni)

August, 1997. It was a S.T.A.R.S search and seizure mission originally assigned to Bravo Team, but the threat level had increased and it was up to Alpha Team members to swoop in to help “clean up the mess”, as Wesker called it. Jill Valentine, still being in training, was unable to accompany them on the mission, so it was up to Chris and Wesker themselves. A dangerous biochemical sample being in the hands of the wrong people was something that they were well-equipped to handle, and handled it they did. With the main task at hand finished and the sample retrieved, Alpha Team was ready to report back.

“Chris, what is it?”

Wesker’s straight tone cut into Chris’ thoughts, grounding him promptly back to reality. 

The two men weren’t exactly in the most optimal place to be having a conversation; they were posted up in a large, empty room of a manufacturing facility, the walls were thick and gray, and the space was open enough that sound would echo. The cold chill of the late night air drifted in from the open garage doors, an almost dark blue tinge to their surroundings and pale moonlight cascading upon them. It was a strangely calm atmosphere for what had just taken place, really. 

The gunshots from before still rang in Chris’ ears; seize missions were always intense, but the threat had been neutralized thanks to Alpha Team. It wasn’t without blood spilled, though.

“This wasn’t exactly as clean as I usually like to handle things, you know, Chris.”

This time, Captain Wesker had chosen Chris Redfield personally. It wasn’t uncommon that they would go on various missions together after the unit’s initial training period, and during that time Chris got to know his Captain more. Wesker had seen potential in Chris, pleased with his performance and ultimately taking an interest in the agent.

On the other hand, Chris always looked up to Wesker; after all, he was his Captain. Their time together had proven to Redfield very quickly that the S.T.A.R.S Team Leader was someone highly intelligent, determined, capable, and ready to lead— all of these were traits that Chris admired deeply and even related to. It wasn’t a surprise that they worked together quite well.

“I just got distracted- sorry.” Chris looked up to Wesker a few feet ahead of him, standing in front of the exit door with a neutral expression. He realized that Wesker was focused on getting the mission over with and reporting back to headquarters. It seemed to Chris that the S.T.A.R.S Captain was always rushing through tasks lately.

Wesker opened the door and led them outside, briefcase in his left hand. The brisk air became more apparent as they walked beside each other through the large, empty parking lot. It was more quiet than usual.

“Is there something on your mind?” His smooth voice cut through the silence once again, gaining Chris’ attention promptly; it was habitual for him to be alert at the sound of his voice.

“Well..” Chris tilted his head to glance at Wesker, who was only a step ahead of him. “.. I was remembering our past training. I mean, that first mission we did— I wasn’t ready like today. It feels like I’ve learned a lot.” He shrugged, perhaps a bit embarrassed as he looked ahead of them.

“I like working with you, Wesker. You really know how to get things done.”

Wesker, who had been mostly quiet until now, seemed to raise his brows just a bit behind his glasses. And.. was that a slight dusting of blush across his complexion? The usually cool and composed Captain didn’t break, no, but… an interest had been peaked.

“Ah, Chris, I’m glad to hear that…” Wesker replied in a steady, pleased tone as he turned his head to meet Chris’ gaze, stopping them both in their tracks. The streetlights around them dimly lit up the dark area around them, shining down onto the both of them like a spotlight. Chris felt like there was an unspoken bond between them that he couldn’t quite describe, and he didn’t mind it.

“You know, you are my favorite.” It came out quieter than his previous statement, more serious. “You are proficient, strong… you’re different from the others.. important.”

Chris was, frankly, surprised to hear all of this. His brows raised up and he swallowed, having been holding his breath. Why did hearing that make his heart beat faster? The space between them seemed to get smaller without even realizing it, now at only an arms-length apart.

“Heh, thanks..” The younger man started, his cheeks slightly flushed for reasons he didn’t understand. “I’m just doing my job— but, if I can make you proud, then.. I guess that’s a plus.” Chris chuckled lightly.

Wesker stayed silent for a few moments, his brows furrowed as he stared at Chris behind his dark shades, the streetlight reflecting onto them with a glare; Chris cursed those damn shades for making the mysterious Albert Wesker even harder to decipher. “Make me proud, hm?” A hint of a small smile formed on the blonde’s face, his hand reaching up to Chris’ cheek.

“You are my best recruit; I did put you on Alpha team after all. I see great potential in you.” His fingers brushed lightly over Chris’ jawline, until he caressed his subordinate’s face gently. The touch was light, yet possessive in a way; Wesker was staring straight at him. “Remember when we spoke about your dedication?”

Chris was reminded of one of their many conversations, though this one had been more serious than the usual. He had opened up to his Captain about his time in the Air Force and the trouble he had gotten himself into with his superiors; his difference in opinions, his want for the right things to be done, and the conflict it brought between him and them. Chris wasn’t exactly proud of the issues he had during that time, yet he had told Wesker about it. 

“Yeah, I remember.” He nodded, unsure of the direction the conversation was going.

“I see how dedicated you are. You and I, we’re alike.” Almost as if affirming it to himself, Wesker nodded slowly, not breaking his gaze. “There are big things ahead of us.”

It felt like there was something behind those words that the young man wasn’t fully aware of– like Wesker had an idea behind what he said.

The gap between them had gotten much smaller, Chris had noticed, and suddenly his Captain was mere inches away from him. Was that… a look of desperation in Wesker’s eyes? Chris couldn’t quite tell through the glasses, but he wanted to understand. He had become increasingly more aware of Wesker’s touch as it lingered, his face flushed. He didn’t know what was happening, but.. his cheek was warm at the gentle touch to his skin, holding him like he was something to be treasured. It sent a chill down Chris’ spine as Wesker’s hand receded back to his side.

Chris stared up at Wesker with a look of confusion. “I don’t know if I get what you mean..” He murmured, shifting his gaze away. “.. but, I guess we are similar. I mean, I wouldn’t mind getting assigned with you all the time– but that’s your choice, right?”

The younger man attempted to tease his upper, a slight smirk forming on his face. Wesker was fun to mess with sometimes— his cool and straight-forward demeanor, Chris found, can only occasionally be caught off guard. Chris looked up to read Wesker’s expression with crossed arms and that smirk, but noticed a pause.

For a moment, Wesker had almost let his guard down. The urge to respond to Chris like any other time had been suppressed— he was avoiding it. 

“Yes..” The Captain looked off to the side and let his hint of a smile suddenly fall. “Well, we should get going. This sample needs to be disposed of.” 

The sudden change in attitude was almost shocking to Chris, considering the things Wesker had just said to him. You are my favorite. Chris thought. You are important. He furrowed his brows and watched as Wesker backed off, tightening his grip on the briefcase in hand and walking to their parked vehicle.

Chris thought back to the previous missions they had been on together; Wesker and him would fall into conversations for a while. Whether it be about strategies, advice— occasionally, Wesker would listen to Chris about his philosophy on life. They had learned a lot about each other in a short amount of time, and even with that.. Chris still felt like he didn’t understand Wesker very much. A distance was always between them, like two magnets that can’t seem to quite come together.

That should be fine, right? Chris thought, perplexed at why he even cared; this was his job after all. Their relationship needed to be nothing more than that— a boss and his subordinate who takes orders and gets work done. However, like Wesker said, Chris was a dedicated man; his job wasn’t just that, but something he took deep pride in. In turn, he became close to the other members of S.T.A.R.S, regarding them like he would anyone else he cared for. Perhaps, he felt he was even more dedicated to Albert Wesker himself than he was to his “Captain”.

And yet… Redfield watched quietly as Wesker opened the trunk of the car, placing the briefcase inside. He couldn’t help himself from wanting to understand Wesker, even if he was complex and hard to get to know.

Taking a breath, he walked over and leaned against the car, blocking the driver’s side door from opening and crossing his arms. “What’s going on? You said all of that, but…” A sigh, partially out of frustration with his own confusion– he was becoming convinced that he was imagining the tension. “You can talk to me if there’s something wrong, you know.”

As another moment of quiet passed, Wesker came back from the car trunk and finally looked at Chris again, his brows knitted together as if contemplating something.

“Chris… you wouldn’t understand.” He shook his head, letting out a chuckle. “You listen well, so keep doing that.”

A feeling of hurt stabbed at Chris’ chest; why wouldn’t he just talk to him? After the times they had talked before, the missions they had been on together, the bond they had formed– did it mean nothing to him? He frowned and uncrossed his arms, turning to face Wesker directly in defeat.

“Alright, I guess we should head back then.” Chris said matter-of-factly and moved out of the way of the driver’s side door, swiftly making his way around to the opposite side. He decided it would be pointless to try reasoning with Wesker right now, if he simply thought Chris wouldn’t understand. Getting into the passenger’s side, he shut the door and buckled himself in, noting Wesker promptly doing the same. 

The car ride back to headquarters was silent; the Captain fixated on the road ahead with Chris gazing out the window beside him. 

Why won’t you let me in?

~~~

The S.T.A.R.S Headquarters building came into clear view as the two Alpha Team members finally arrived back. A long period of time had passed; about a two hour drive. By the time they returned, it was around eleven o’clock at night.

Pleased to be back at headquarters after an uncomfortable ride, Chris was quick to exit the car and stretch his arms over his head. “That felt like forever.”

Wesker made sure to circle back to the trunk of the car and grab the briefcase, shutting it firmly after. They naturally moved into step beside each other, though neither said another word as they entered the building. Chris planned to remove his gear, store it away in his locker, and promptly go home to rest. In the meantime, the Captain would take the sample to the containment room.

Redfield made his way to his locker and proceeded to remove his equipment, starting with his belt, then his talkie, setting them down. He popped the locker open with a small creak and stored away his things. It was when he began to remove his vest that he heard approaching footsteps from down the hall; it was Wesker.

It was hard to read his face as he approached, standing a few lockers away.

“Come to my office before you go.” It was like second nature as Chris nodded to the order, giving an affirmative “yes, sir” and watching Wesker walk away. He proceeded to remove his vest and close his locker. Chris felt his heart sink when he thought of the possibility that he had disrespected and created conflict with a superior once again. It didn’t feel the same to him, however, in the way it once did before. With his Captain, Chris was committed to proving his worth and improving his flaws.

He was finally relieved of work duty, but now, it was his personal duty to go to Wesker. 

~~~

The Captain’s office stared Chris in the face as he prepared himself to speak with Wesker again. Knocking on the door, he waited until he heard the usual “come in” before opening up.

It was fairly dark in the room, only dimly lit by a table lamp on the wooden desk that Wesker sat at. The windows on the side of the room were partially covered by curtains, otherwise letting through the pale shine of moonlight. There was something about the way it shone against Wesker’s complexion that made Chris think he looked almost ethereal.

“Chris, thanks for coming.” The Captain started, getting up from his seat. Redfield closed the door behind him and walked over to the chair in front of the desk, pulling it back out a bit before deciding to sit down. It felt less awkward than before to Chris, much preferring this to the silence during the car ride. He was at least thankful for that.

He nodded in response but didn’t quite make eye contact with Wesker, looking off to the side and scratching the back of his head. “What do you need, Captain?”

As the words came out, Wesker hesitated for a few moments and stared down at Chris. “Listen, Chris. I meant what I had said before; you are my favorite recruit.” He echoed his previous words and started to slowly walk around from behind the desk. “I want us to accomplish great things together— you wouldn’t question me, would you?”

A glint shone against his glasses as Wesker stood in front of Chris, crossing his arms over his chest. It was hard to say what his Captain was thinking, but Chris knew that was just commonplace by now. “No, it’s not that, I just…” He struggled to find the words, rubbing his head and finally looking back up to Wesker.

“I want you to tell me everything. If I can do something to fix my performance, I’ll understand and I want to do that.” His voice was serious, careful. “I want to work together— I don’t want to disappoint you, Captain.”

Chris looked down at his boots, hoping that what he said would be enough to break the tension between them and return things to normal. It was the sudden touch from Wesker that he didn’t expect; a hand so delicately holding his chin and tilting it up. He could see narrowed eyes behind the shades, for once.

“Oh, Chris… you could never disappoint me. I’m sure of it.” His words were silky, brimming with admiration for his special recruit. Behind those dark glasses, his eyes shone a pain that he could never express out loud, brows furrowed together as his hand let go of Chris’ chin. “There are some things that I just can’t explain to you. Not now.”

He could have sworn that the last sentence had a tinge of strain behind it as he listened with wide eyes, staring up at Wesker and not moving away from his grasp. “Wesker… please,” Chris was almost worried if his Captain couldn’t tell him what was going on. Pushing himself up from his seat to face Wesker directly, the young man inched closer to him with his hands out in confusion.

“How can I do my best for you if you won’t tell me?” Hurt coated Chris’ tone; the man couldn’t help himself  as he reached forward and grasped Wesker’s wrist, holding onto it tightly as if he’d lose the other if he let go. The Captain raised his brows, but didn’t move, the arm caught in Chris’ grasp twitching.

“It’s not that simple.” Wesker murmured, letting his free hand find its place on Chris’ side and grasping onto him. Their proximity became apparent as their breathing pressed their chests together, faces only inches apart. Chris felt a squeeze on his hip that made him blush; this was the closest they had ever been before, and yet.. he didn’t want to move. The young man only wanted to be closer, to feel that Wesker was there with him.

The moonlight of the night filtered in through the blinds of the windows, scattering across the room and over their silhouettes. Chris felt his breathing start to become more shallow as the anxiety of the situation hit him; it didn’t matter what he didn’t know, as long as Wesker was still with him at the end of the day. As long as he could work with his Captain and obey his orders, he would be satisfied. S.T.A.R.S meant everything to Chris; Wesker was a giant part of that— Hell, even more.

In an act of desperation, Chris wrapped his arms around Wesker’s frame and held onto him, his head falling to rest against Wesker’s shoulder. “You’re.. you’re important to me. I want to continue to be your best recruit. Just let me know what you want, Wesker..”

It may have been the first time that Chris ever saw Wesker look almost shocked, his lips parted as if to say something but nothing came out. He felt the hand on his hip start to glide up and around to his back, slowly feeling over the built shoulder blades and all the way up to the back of Chris’ neck. The movements sent shivers along Redfield’s arms, but he didn’t move.

Deep down, maybe Chris wanted to be cherished like this by his Captain all along. All of their times together in the past few years flashed through his mind; the work, the laughter, the blood spilled, the periods of silence, the hours of conversation (mostly on Chris’ end) and listening (from Wesker). It hadn’t clicked in his mind before now how much he cared about those moments— the last thing he wanted was to lose what they had built. As his files said, Chris Redfield was an uncompromising man.

They stayed together quietly like that for a short time, Chris embracing his superior and Wesker holding him closely. Chris lifted his head from where it rested to finally look at Wesker, both sharing a serious expression. 

“Chris..” The Captain said, his tone lowering as he leaned in close to the side of his subordinate’s head, lips only centimeters away from his ear. “Don’t you understand? I want you.”

Chris had to process what he had just heard, swallowing the lump that had formed in his throat. Full on shivers traveled down his arms, feeling Wesker’s warm breath against his nape. He could swear his heart was beating out of its chest as the words whirled around in his head. I want you. What did that mean?

“You’ve proven your dedication to me plenty of times now; I enjoy that about you. Would it be wrong to say that, in a way, you are already mine?”

Heat rushed to Chris’ cheeks as he listened, taken aback by how strongly Wesker sounded about him. Chris hadn’t let go, but loosened the embrace to instead rest his hands upon his Captain’s hips. By this point, Wesker was leaning slightly against the edge of the office desk, with Chris just barely hovering over him. There was certainly no way out of this situation, now.

Taking a deep breath, Chris shifted his gaze to the side where Wesker lingered closely with fingers carefully running through the hair on the back of his neck.

“I… didn’t know you felt that way,” He began, emotions running through his head. “But, if that’s how it is, then.. I don’t think I mind.. being yours.”

A rare sight to behold was Wesker blushing, yet there it was. His complexion seemed to turn a light shade of pink and he couldn’t help but smirk, looking pleased with the outcome. Chris was finally able to fully meet the Captain’s gaze again as he pulled back from his ear.

It was thankful that S.T.A.R.S headquarters was completely empty aside from them, or else someone may have interrupted their discussion. The atmosphere was completely familiar and comforting, yet it almost felt foreign with the exhilaration coursing through Chris; like he was on a mission on the field.

“Good.” Wesker’s smirk turned into a more calm expression with his lips relaxing into a vague smile, almost seeming relieved despite the confidence in his voice. Seeing that smile made Chris’ heart flutter a bit; it was rare he ever saw his Captain like that, too. Being the cause gave Chris a rush he had never felt before, and he couldn’t help but smile back. Whatever tension was between them had seemed to ramp up immensely as they opened up to each other further.

They stared at each other, close together and both slightly flushed in the face as the air grew warm around them. “Let me show you what you mean to me, Chris. There’s no need to worry.”

There wasn’t time to reply as Wesker suddenly started leaning in close to Chris’ face; the young man let his fingers sprawl over Wesker’s hips and grasp them firmly, as if to anchor himself down. Chris watched the gap between them grow smaller before closing his eyes and doing what felt right in that moment.

Wesker pressed his lips softly against Chris’, caressing the back of his head and pulling him up against his body. The Captain’s other hand traveled from Chris’ side and made its way slowly up his chest, getting a good feel of it as he did so. Chris was absolutely flustered as he returned the kiss, finding himself touching Wesker’s lower back and feeling him over as well. Their lips moved together, learning about and treasuring each other all over again but in a different way. It was as if a barrier between them had finally been broken, and both of them were making up for it right then.

A few more moments passed before Wesker eventually pulled away with parted lips, his glasses having fallen down his nose just a bit and his eyes becoming visible. They were filled with a strong desire, feasting upon Chris like a delicacy he had been craving for too long.

Chris slowly caught his breath again and pulled back a bit from their close proximity, now holding loosely onto Wesker’s hips again. “Captain, I.. I really enjoyed that.” He breathed out, his cheeks flushed but his eyes gleaming with pleasure. “Can we keep going?”

As if unlocking something inside of Wesker, the man chuckled at the response and shook his head, amused. “You didn’t think I would let you go so soon, did you, Chris?” He mused, moving the hand that explored Chris’ body to hold onto his forearm instead, rubbing his thumb in gentle circles over the skin. “Not after I’ve waited this long.. I don’t think you fully understand what you’ve gotten yourself into.”

The way Wesker said that felt dark, yet alluring— Chris enjoyed it in a way he couldn’t describe. Taking orders from Wesker was just what felt right, what he wanted to do; it wasn’t all that different from before.

Swallowing, Chris looked down at the hand touching his arm and watched the gentle movements of Wesker’s thumb. “Let me stay with you tonight, then.” The young man bravely suggested without much thought, not entirely sure what he meant by that himself. All he knew was that he wanted to stay like this for just a little longer, if he could.

The Captain stopped the motion as he heard that and looked straight at his subordinate, another small chuckle escaping his lips. “You never fail to surprise me, you know.” He mused, looking serious, “.. you’re perfect.”

Chris struggled to stay composed at the compliment from Wesker; the praise was something he always appreciated, but it felt even more personal, now. The man’s face was hot with embarrassment at how weak the words made him. “Heh… you really like me, huh, Wesker?”

At that, Wesker knitted his brows together and tightened his grip on Chris’ arm, pulling him in even closer until they were against each other once again. However, this time, Wesker promptly took over and forced his subordinate to take his previous position, now hovering over Chris who was against his desk. Chris looked up at him with a small smirk, seeing a new side of his Captain.

“Don't get cocky.” Wesker insisted, looking almost pestered by Chris’ teasing with a raised brow. It wouldn't be easy to draw affectionate words from Wesker, it seemed; though, it would be false to say that he didn't care at all. He let his grip on Chris’ arm go and placed both hands firmly on the edge of the desk in front of him, keeping his favorite recruit securely between his arms. “Now, prove yourself to me, Chris.” 

Redfield gazed up at the shades that covered Wesker’s eyes, admiring his features in a new way now that they could be so close to each other. Wesker had said that Chris didn’t know what he got himself into, but he felt confident in their unspoken bond, and his Captain who he devoted himself to. 

Wasting no more time, Chris reached a hand in and grabbed Wesker’s waist, interlocking their lips together in a passionate kiss with closed eyes. The room was quiet around them, but Chris could hear his heart racing and Wesker’s small breaths in between their kisses in his ears. 

They only paused for a short moment when the older man decided to curtly remove his shades and set them down on the desk, finally revealing blue irises that were almost always hidden. It made Chris’ heart race even faster as he got to stare up at Wesker for a few brief moments, the desk lamp illuminating those eyes full of interest and desire.

Will you let me in now, Wesker? Chris thought, letting his lips be taken over once again by Wesker as they settled back further onto his desk. They would be working late tonight, it seemed.

I’ll show you how dedicated I can be.

[tyanis]

Just a little reminder.

We've all been guilty of something on this list. Yes, even me.

If you feel called out, well... then yeah, I guess this was for you.

If you don't. Cool. Move on.

Let's all try to do better.

[virologikal]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐔𝐍𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐕𝐄 - 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏, 𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 2: 𝐈 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐧𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬 (𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐧𝐲)

CHAPTER EXCERPT: “Yeah, I know,” Chris interrupted as he noticed Jill trailing off, as if afraid to actually name the findings. And that decidedly was unsettling to him. “Come on Jill, out with it. What did he find? Is someone paying the B.S.A.A. to turn a blind eye? Is there blackmail or some political angle - because if it’s the latter, we can ask Leon to-” “None of that,” she interrupted him in turn now, shaking her head sharply and looking up to him with a haunted expression on her features. “Fuck, I wish it was one of those things.” Running one hand through her hair, she shook her head yet again, as if trying to chase away unwanted thoughts. Then, as if coming to terms with the facts Dion had rained down on her, she pressed her lips thin, bracing herself for the next words. “Umbrella. I mean, Blue Umbrella these days, I guess. They sealed a deal with the B.S.A.A. And they requested you to spearhead it.”

FIC SUMMARY: Death is only the beginning. And as we know, anything in this world that dies has a habit of not staying dead for long. Albert Wesker returns, letting his presence be known to Chris Redfield in Dulvey, Louisiana. And as per usual, he seems to know more than he should be able to. A reluctant cooperation is formed as Chris tries to find out how it is possible that Wesker survived, how he did it and what other secrets the man is still hiding.

𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏: Wesker / Chris 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒: Canon-Typical Violence . Post-Canon . pre-game . Post-Game . and some in-between the games . Coming back from the dead . Co-workers to lovers . Enemies to Friends to Lovers . Slow Burn . Gay Sex . death as a disease . delusions of grandeur . ecstasy from knowledge . Emotional Disconnect . emotional underdevelopment . the end as the beginning . destruction as creation . noteworthy genre tags will be added in the process .

Read Chapter 1, Part 2 now on AO3

⸻ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓. ♬♪

[fallow-horn]

Chrisker Week Day 5 - Priest Au

A new priest takes over a church when the old one mysteriously retired... and he picks a favorite out of his new congregation.

I have a lot of thoughts about this but uhhh I'd want the vibes of this to be like... Appalachian horror, if it was a full au I developed out.

Not gonna be tagging the blog anymore since I'm so far behind lol but I'm still doing the prompts

[the-bar-sinister]

Ficback Friday

Welcome to Ficback Friday.

How to participate: Make a post recommending a fic you love from at least a year ago. Dust off the archives, dig through your AO3 history and share those old fics with newer fans who might not have seen them - and the fans who’ve been around forever and might want to revisit an old fave. This doesn't just need to be AO3. It could be right here on Tumblr, etc.

Trying to actually participate with these and this one struck me so🙏 @bardic-tales

I have actually had it in my head to rec a few Chrisker fics from WAY back that I had read this year and this is a perfect opportunity.

Please note all these are adult/explicit fics.

F*cks like a S.T.A.R. (5986 words) by Merci : This fic was written in 2007 when Y!gallery was still around and its one of my favorites. It's a pretty simple bondage/captivity scenario with Wesker forcing Chris to do exactly what he wants.

Blowing Off Steam (2016 words) by ficbear: From 2010! Just some rough locker room screwing with hatesex/throwing one another around. STARS era.

Mercenaries (2774 words) by entanglednow: Another 2010 fic. This one takes place roughly during Code Veronica era so it's got that great push/pull of Wesker and Chris being recurring enemies but still attracted to one another.

Mind the tags on all of these and the fact that they're very old but they're some of my favorite in terms of quick fun.

[tiredsurvivoronmain]

✨Get to know me tag✨

Thank you for the tag @birdycage !! <33

Favourite colour: Black

Last song: Sick Of It All - 4th Point (makes me think of Chrisker/Chris and Wesker individually) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hlY87R8CjRY

Last movie: The Boy and the Heron

Last tv show: Speed with Guy Martin (mad as a bag of frogs and looks like a British Wolverine)

Sweet, spicy or savoury: Sweet and savoury, sweet preferred

Last thing I googled: RE8 Chris

Current obsession: Chrisker, it occupies my thoughts 24/7 :))))

Looking forward to: The Code Veronica remake.....IF WE EVER GET IT Honestly just ANY RE news at this point...I'm starving... q-q

I am tagging: Anybody who would like to do this :3

[sweetlike-blood]

Sweetlikeblood's Chrisker Fic Masterlist

Chrisker Week AO3 collection [Link]

Is it okay I’m not okay?

2k words ; Explicit ; Graphic Depictions of Violence ; Self-harm, Mental health issues, Panic attacks, Knife play, Ambiguous/Open Ending

Chris shouldn't be surprised about the fact that Wesker has escaped death yet again. He is so tired of fighting (him). What happens when Wesker discovers Chris' most well-guarded secret? For Chrisker Week Day 1 - "Who did this to you?"

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When the sun goes down we all get lonely / Watch me as I disappear 

2k words ; Mature ; Major Character Death ; Soulmates, Soul bonds, Canonical character death

There are things in the world that simply are - they are unquestionable, evident. Soulbonds are amongst such things, whether they are familial, platonic, romantic or other. Albert Wesker wished he hadn't been born with the gift of the Seers : being able to see every stringy bond that tangled every human on the planet together. For Chrisker Week Day 2 - Red String of Fate

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Our little secret

1.3k words ; Teen ; No Archive Warnings Apply ; STARS era, Secret Relationship

Chris has been less subtle with his crush on their Captain than he thought he had been. When his friends teases him and unsubtly try to push him towards his Captain, what happens? Not much that hasn't already happened before, it seems.... For Chrisker Week Day 3 - STARS team playing matchmaker

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Masquerade - Stringing you along

4.7 words ; Explicit ; No Archive Warnings Apply ; Canon compliant, Masquerade, Undercover mission, Marking, Hand jobs, Come eating, Semi-public sex

Chris cursed Jill for falling ill just as they were supposed to infiltrate this Masquerade Ball organised by an influent bioterrorist, posing as a married couple. Forced to go alone, Chris comes face to face, or rather mask to mask, with his old Captain. Hand in hand, the masked devil and angel navigate this unconventional evening, as old wounds reopen and emotion guides their actions. For Chrisker Week Day 4 - Possessive

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But do you feel like a young god? 

1.1k words ; Mature ; No Archive Warnings Apply ; Post-RE5, Pre-RE6, Albert Wesker lives, Rescue, Ambiguous/Open ending

Chris makes an odd discovery while out on a mission with his protégé. For Chrisker Week Day 5 - "You're safe now"

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pray sinner, pray sinner, say a prayer for me

1.9k words ; Explicit ; Graphic Depictions of Violence ; God!Wesker, Champion!Chris, Blood and gore, Human Sacrifice, Hurt no comfort, Transformation

Chris thought he had managed to escape the cult he grew up in. But one does not stop being the God of Annihilation's champion that easily. For Chrisker Week Day 6 - "You're a wound that never heals"

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Herein is enshrined the soul of…..

WIP ; Mature ; No Archive Warnings Apply ; Modern!AU, Violinist!Wesker, Meet-ugly, Slow burn, Mental health issues [more CWs in tags]

When Albert lets his temper get the best of him, miscommunication ensues. What happens when he cannot stop meeting the orchestra's new oboist's brother? Just how close will the two men grow together?

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White lilies

595 words ; Mature ; Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings ; Overdosing, Coma, Hospitalization, Drug addition, Ambiguous relationship

Albert visits Chris in the hospital.

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The Making of a Home

2.7k words ; Mature ; No Archive Warnings Apply ; P30 Chris, Mind Control, Domesticity

When Chris jumped at Wesker in hopes of saving Jill's life at the Spencer Estate, he had never thought he would end up in the grasp of his archenemy - much less reduced to an oddly domestic role in the older man's life.

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A Clash of Fangs

WIP ; Explicit ; Graphic Depictions of Violence ; Werewolf!Chris, Vampire!Albert [more CWs in tags]

It all starts one snowy day in 1794. But when the wind turns and lovers get separated, what awaits them? What does fate have in store for these two different men? Find out 230 years later… Or The werewolf x vampire romance (transcending time) that Chris and Albert deserves.

[chrisker-week]

CHRISKER WEEK PROMPTS

HELLO ALL AND WELCOME TO THE FIRST ANNUAL CHRISKER WEEK!!

This event will be held from June 1–June 7

Day 1 (June 1): "Join me" / There was only one bed / Fantasy au

Day 2 (June 2): Secret relationship / Roles Reverse / Amnesia

Day 3 (June 3): Omegaverse /"You're as beautiful as the day I lost you" / Confession

Day 4 (June 4): Jealousy / Touch starved / "I thought the world of you"

Day 5 (June 5): Praise kink / Right person, wrong lifetime / Mafia au

Day 6: Fake marriage / Cuddling for warmth / "I didn't know where else to go"

Day 7: FREE DAY

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You can choose to do one or all three prompts for each day! Have fun and be creative with it!

If you're posting on Tumblr or Twitter use the tag: #Chriskerweek2023

If you're posting on Ao3 tag it with Chrisker Week 2023

[f-yeah-weskerxchris]

New f-yeah-weskerxchris blog!

I've noticed that the current f-yeah-weskerxchris blog has been inactive for four years, so I've decided to make a new one myself. This is mainly to not let old artwork and other fan content get lost to time and reblog some sort-of hard to find stuff. Queued reblogs will start tomorrow!

List of things I will do on this blog under the cut!⬇️

Reblogs

I will queue 6 reblogs a day every two hours between 8AM to 8PM EEST or UTC +2/3 (Depends if we're on summer or winter time) These will be somewhat oldish posts usually.

Of course I'll then reblog things I come across or remember that day.

I will tag posts with fanart, fanfic or other fan content and the original posters username (as well as content warnings of course!) Also, if there is a ship that is not chrisker in the same post I'll tag it aswell (But I will not tag chrisker as that is the entire point of the blog) And I'll tag any character that isn't Chris or Wesker.

Lastly, everyone has their preferences, so I'll try my best to reblog (and discover) content I usually wouldn't :D

Asks

You can ask me anything regarding chrisker! Be it a scene you can't find/remember what game it was in, fic suggestions (Though please do somewhat specify the kind of fics you're looking for) or artwork you can't seem to find!

(Also you can ask about the blog, of course)

Artist shout-out of the Week

Every sunday I will post a link to an artist that is on other platforms than Tumblr! (Mostly DeviantArt and Pixiv) While Pixiv reguires an account to view nsfw art, it doesn't push it in your face like way too many websites nowadays! (Can't remember about DeviantArt in that matter though)

I have around 50 of these artists on other platforms, so this will last about a year! After that I'm planning to do a writer shout-out of the week, but we'll see about that later :)

Translations

A lot of the Artist shout-outs will be on Pixiv, which is an Asian website. Of course google lens does an okay job of translating fanart, but it can be hard to understand sometimes. So, I'm willing to accept translations request through asks :D I have some very basic knowledge of Japanese and access to use more reliable translators so I'm happily willing to do the work for you :)

What to do when requesting translations:

Don't put pictures of the fanart you want translated in the ask. I do not want to reupload fanart to Tumblr and will not answer these asks.

Instead: put a link to the fanart. I will type out the translation. While this requires to switch between tabs or two monitors, I will not be reuploading old artwork (Even with credit and links

Lastly

Just have fun. This is entirely to help people discover fanart easier :)

[h3lian]

༝ ⊹₊ 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐈 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 . . . ˎˊ˗ Thank you for taking the time to visit my art blog. I’m a multi-fandom freelance artist with a strong love of caffeine. I have a tendency to gravitate heavily towards fantasy  &  horror media so that's usually the kind of content you’ll find here outside of ship doodles & the occasional commission. Posts sporadically because of irl factors & art burn out/blockage.

` ＊  requests [ OPEN ] ＊  commissions [ CLOSED ] last batch is in currently progress ＊  trades [ CLOSED ]

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` ` ▌ ❛ TAG NAVIGATION ⫘⫘⫘ ♱

➝ zinework ➝ finished commissions ➝ request art ➝ general status / progress updates

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` ` ▌ ❛ BLORBO SPECIFIC ART ⫘⫘⫘ ♱

➝ chris redfield ➝ jayce talis ➝ squall leonhart ➝ bruce wayne ➝ dante sparda ➝ my ocs ➝ riku

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༝ ` ▌ ❛ SHIP ART ⫘⫘⫘ ♱

➝ chrisker ➝ redveira ➝ almahart ➝ fairhart ➝ strifehart ➝ superbat

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༝ ` ▌ ❛ ARTIST INFORMATION ⫘⫘⫘ ♱

➝ twitter ➝ ko-fi ➝ bsky.social ➝ trello board / status ➝ pay what you want sketches ( open ) ➝ current commission tos ➝ current commission pricing info ➝ commissions ( payment only through ko-fi / paypal ; CAD ; currently closed )

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` ▌ ❛ HYPERFIXATING ON . . . ⫘⫘⫘ ♱ ➝ castlevania ➝ arcane ➝ dragon age

[ ⚠️ ] You can use my art for pfp / headers, but please don’t repost / edit my art / get rid of my signature!

[ ⚠️ ] Please do not use my art for RP Icon / graphic purposes unless you’re the client the art is made specifically for or permission has been explicitly granted. ‼️

[nihilistikal]

𝟗 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐚𝐠

⸻ Three ships: Chrisker [ Chris Redfield x Albert Wesker ] Almahart [ Seifer Almasy x Squall Leonhart ] Speyerfield [ Forest Speyer x Chris Redfield ]

⸻ First ship: I'm honestly not sure anymore but I would think it was probably a ship from Angel Sanctuary... Kira x Setsuna or Kira x Kato.

⸻ Last song: The Anix - My Eyes (as I am listening to my fic playlist to get back into the writing spirit)

⸻ Last movie: Aside from my evening Studio Ghibli binge lately, I watched Infinity Pool the other day. Lots of great inspo for art and fanfic content.

⸻ Currently reading: I don't have much time to read currently due to still being occupied with getting settled in the new apartment and renovating the old one before inspection, but I still have Dune on my bedside table, along with my re-read of The Girl with the Dragon Tatoo. Also I am listening to Stephen King's You Want It Darker before bed.

⸻ Currently watching: House of the Dragon, and true crime stuff

⸻ Currently eating: Had oatmeal with chocolate crunch for breakfast.

⸻ Currently craving: Sleep. Rest. Relaxation. Time for my hobbies T_T For the whole old apartment bs I have to still get done to be over with.

tagged by: @judasiskariot (thanks!) tagging: @briarwick-cache | @sauron-kraut | @blauerregen | @numenhore

(( no obligation to do this ofc! ))

[virologikal]

Send me a Ship and a Number and I will Write a Kiss Game

S.T.A.R.S. Chrisker

22.

(All the kisses sounded sooo good 😩)

(P.S.: What other RE ships do you like? 😉)

I am way too chaotic please excuse - meant to reply to this separately, then decided to answer your questions in the post tags, then wondered if that is feasable so: REPLY TIME! :'D

First off, thanks again for sending the prompt in, it was a lot of fun to write. For thoroughness sake I am linking the response here as well.

As for what other ships I like (as mentioned in the post tags), I think I can find something interesting in pretty much all the dynamics the franchise offers, there is so much to explore and dig deeper into than the game lore lets us in on.

That being said, aside from the popular (and amazing) chrisker ship I am also a huge fan of rarepairs such as Wesker and Leon, or Chris and Forest. I also love Sherry and Jake (I HC them to be some flavour of demiromantic & asexual leaning, maybe over time demisexual, but definitely strongly attached to each other. I like to think Sherry brings out a soft side of Jake without changing him, while Jake learns to trust people again thanks to her (and probably piggybacks her constantly let's be real))

[spockandthings]

Intro and links

Well hello! I think it's high time I re-do my pinned post, so here I am!

I'm Winter (they/them ; iel), a sapphic polyamorous enby fandom mess who dabbles in writing and art once in a while! I am an avid poetry and sci-fi reader as well as a lit student! I love the colour yellow, tattoos and most things nerdy! I can speak both french and english, the latter being my sencond language.

My main interests (a non-exhaustive list of content which you could see me sharing on here) are :

Star Trek (TOS & AOS)

Hannibal

Resident Evil (although I have a side blog [@sweetlike-blood] more dedicated to it)

Baldur's Gate 3

The All For The Game series

TTRPGs

Literature

Socials :

You can find most of my writing on my AO3 : Dr_Lecteur (and my assorted pseuds, TheMoonIsMyLover and Sweetlikeblood)

I am on Bluesky at Spockandthings

I am also on Discord, mainly in :

The Steel Watch, a Gortash-centric, 18+ discord server with a generous sprinkle of Durge lovin

The Valley of Shadows, an 18+ Resident Evil discord server with a minor focus of Chrisker and the Winters family

Masterlists :

Dreamling Bingo's 2023 Masterlist

Dreamling Masterlist

Corinthienne (Lucienne x The Corinthian) Masterlist

Sandman Fic Masterlist

Baldur's Gate 3 Fic Masterlist

I am still a baby tumblr user, please be gentle as I learn to navigate and set up a tag system! My blog is also, as a rule of thumb, 18+ and multi-ship - while I do try to keep ship and warning tags on content I reblog, some might slip my mind.

I am also giving you a blanket permission to do any transformative works inspired by any of my own work, as long you tag me (whether on here or on AO3) about it! This is simply because I would love and be delighted to see/read it!

[the-bar-sinister]

20 questions for fic writers

Thank you to @meerawrites for the tag!!

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1. How many works do you have on AO3?

Currently 209 on our thesavagesabretooth account and 91 on our overlord_mordax account.

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

550,775 on thesavagesabretooth and 757,869 on overlord_mordax– but the statistics are skewed on that second account because it's also used as a repository for old RP logs.

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Our top most written fandoms are: Marvel (various), Resident Evil, Ace Attorney, Danganronpa, Homestuck, Persona, and Metal Gear Solid

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

One (serrenedy drabble, 217 kudos)

Like a Thief in the Night (shuake smut one-shot, 178 kudos)

Recovery (serrenedy drabble, 170 kudos)

In Justice We Trust (phantomquill / blackbright longfic, 161 kudos)

Wandering Eyes (chrisker smut one-shot, 154 kudos)

bonus sixth highest

The Primrose Path to Hell (webecca smut longfic, 141 kudos)

and on our other account

Neat, Polished, Mahogany (lokius smut one shot, 1172 kudos)

Go The Fuck To Sleep (moonknight selcest smut one shot, 1,066 kudos)

Drawing The Line (octogoblin multichapter fic, 807 kudos)

Second Chances, Work to Do (Doc Ock one shot, 377 kudos)

Complicated (moonknight selfcest smut drabble, 339 kudos)

Bonus sixth highest

Games of Passion (hubernie multichapter smut fic, 276 kudos)

What I think this really displays quite clearly is the difference in reception and kudos between highly popular fandoms at their peak interaction, and smaller, older fandoms.

All of the fics in our first account are for small, well established fandoms– notably Resident Evil and Ace Attorney, and these fics were posted recently, long after the height of either series' popularity.

The fics in the second account are almost exclusively Marvel fics, a hugely popular fandom, and were all published almost immediately as the source material was airing. The Lokius fic– our highest kudos'd fic by far was posted the first day of the first episode of Loki, and was one of the first Lokius fics on AO3.

5. Do you respond to comments? 

As often as we can, but we can sometimes be slow! 

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Mmmm…. difficult question. I won't include drabbles because they tend to be ALL angst. This is hard because we tend to focus on heavy angst followed by a happy ending. The angstiest ending would probably be either our slayers fic, My Sister's Keeper (multi-chapter) which has a downbeat but hopeful ending, or our recent one-shot "Where Were You on the Night of the Murder" which doesn't end happily at all.

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? 

Probably In Justice We Trust, which we just finished. It very much takes a hopeless and tragic situation in canon and turns it into a much happier ending. Oh but there's also The Departure of the Great Returned Soul which of course brings someone back to life….

8. Do you get hate on fics?

Not as of yet, though I can imagine it in the future.

9. Do you write s.mut?

Yes, and lots of it! We tend toward very character driven or situational smut, often integrated into or alongside larger romantic works.

10. Do you write crossovers? 

Largely no, but occasionally yes. Our biggest crossover is The Departure of the Great Returned Soul, which places Bunny and Raffles in the Great Ace Attorney universe.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

Not to my knowledge!

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

Yes, we had someone ask to translate The Monster's Name Was Adam into Russian.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? 

We habitually co-write longfic with our partner.

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

This is like asking me to choose my favorite lover. What are you, some kind of monster?

Our top most written ships are: chrisker, webbeca, weskertine, shuake, octogoblin, togafuka,

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Ugh. At this point probably Vinewood Disasters 1973, our retro era GTA V trikey fic. We want to finish it, we really do. But it keeps getting pushed off.

16. What are your writing strengths?  

We're always told we're very good at writing character voices.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Editing and typos for sure.

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

We try to do it as little as possible because we're self conscious about getting it wrong.

19. First fandom you wrote for? 

Lord of the Rings, in 2002.

20. Favorite fic you’ve written?

Ever???? Uhhhh….

Toss up between The Departure of the Great Returned Soul, The Primrose Path to Hell, and In Justice We Trust.

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I'm not tagging anybody because tagging makes it feel like a chore, but I am inviting all of my writer mutuals to answer these and tag us as having tagged you!

We couldn't find the questions by themselves anywhere, so we've copied them out ourselves and they're under the cut for anyone who wants to cut and paste them!

20 questions for fic writers

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

2. What’s your total AO3 word count? 

3. What fandoms do you write for?

4. What are your top 5 fics by kudos?

5. Do you respond to comments? s.

6. What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

7. What’s the fic you wrote with the happiest ending? 

8. Do you get hate on fics?

9. Do you write s.mut?

10. Do you write crossovers? 

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen? 

12. Have you ever had a fic translated? 

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before? 

14. What’s your all-time favorite ship?

15. What’s a WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

16. What are your writing strengths?  

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language in fic?

19. First fandom you wrote for? 

20. Favorite fic you’ve written? 

[abnormal-artist]

GIve me Chris Redfield (002) for the ask game!

Gladly!

002 | Give me a character & I will tell you

How I feel about this character: 

Love him! I'm pretty sure he's my favorite character Ever. I think a big part of that is how he's a pretty tragic character. (And the fact he's steering into morally grey territory in RE8)

All the people I ship romantically with this character: 

Mainly i ship Chrisker (Wesker) and Nivanfield (Piers), sometimes steer into Winterfield (Ethan) but I'm pretty much willing to read anything other than Chreon (Leon) and Valenfield (Jill)!

My non-romantic OTP for this character: 

I'm not quite sure what this means? Dunno if this is what they mean but I'm answering this as "Strong feelings of completely platonic love towards eachother".

Definitely Chris and Jill! I really love seeing them interact as close friends, which we def don't see enough of in canon.

My unpopular opinion about this character: 

I don't really browse just character tags, mainly just ship tags or artists I'm familiar with, so I don't have a clue whats considered unpopular or not so I'm just sharing one random opinion I think(?) could be unpopular.

I don't think he smokes that much. I see it as more of a "under extreme circumstances" rather than a habit. ( I really don't think he could punch boulders in a volcano if he had lung cancer for one, and I see him as more of an alcoholic than smoker)

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon:

Probably the addressing of his trauma. We really need more of that.

my OTP:

Easily chrisker. Most of my daydreams consist of them and I really can't get them out my head XD

my cross over ship:

I don't think I've got an answer for this one I don't really do crossover =⁠_⁠= (except the dbd one but I barely know any characters from the actual game🥲)

a headcanon fact:

Hmm, I don't think I have any other headcanons engrained so heavily into his character than this; I heavily hc him as gay. Not bisexual but just gay. I love the way that can be brought into many aspects of his story (Like his military background for example) (Also love a transmasc Chris but I think thats more self projection than fitting into canon)

Thanks for asking and sorry this took so long!