SttaticNoise

Call me Sttatic || 23 || he/him || SttaticNoise on AO3

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a lot of writing is sort of watching the film in your head like oh sorry can’t write the chapter yet i have to repeat hallucinate the dialogue first

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Day 6 of @chrisker-week ! I used one of the alternate prompts for this one: First Kiss

Where Chris should really stop daydreaming about his boss while on the job.

Hand In Mine, Into Your Icy Blues

Rating: Teen Words: 3.3k

Did Wesker know what he had been thinking? He couldn't know… right? He only stared at Wesker sometimes… like… everyday when the Captain came into the office and Chris wondered how he always got his hair so perfect and if he’d ever take those stupid sunglasses off. Or that one time when he’d lost himself staring at Wesker while the Captain was talking to Barry about their new weapons and Wesker had told him to “stop fantasizing about other people and get back to work already.”

Oh.

Oh god, he definitely knew.

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As a side note, I do have one last fic planned for the final day of Chrisker Week, but I don't think I'll have it finished tomorrow, so it'll probably be a couple days late.

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Day 5 of @chrisker-week : Movie Night

Wesker gets stuck babysitting, but luckily Chris is there to help him out.

An Evening Unplanned

Rating: Teen

Words: 3.9k

He truly didn’t mind watching Sherry, she was a well-behaved child, and it had been a number of months since he’d last seen her. He just didn’t like the idea of William regarding him as his personal babysitter, although it did help that William was actually begging him for assistance.

Wesker sighed into the phone, “You can drop her off.”

“Oh, good. I knew I could count on you. I’ll be there in about ten minutes.”

William hung up before Wesker could point out that the drive between his apartment and the Birkin residence was most certainly longer than ten minutes. Meaning that William had called him while already making the trip over. It seemed that William’s begging was just to make sure Wesker was happy before he dropped his daughter off at his doorstep.

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Day 4 of @chrisker-week : That was then, This is now

A re-imagining of Chris and Wesker's first fight in Resident Evil 5

Dance With The Devil

Rating: Mature

Words: 4.3k

Content Warnings: Gun Violence, Blood and Gore, Blood and Injury, Broken Bones, Vomiting, Choking

So bullets could hurt him… Chris noted with satisfaction, he was just going to need a lot more firepower if he wanted the injury to stick. His mind whirled as he quickly came up with a plan of action—fighting as they were was a losing battle—he needed to gain the upper hand. He knew the one hit he’d gotten in had been a fluke—something Wesker wouldn’t let him repeat.

So if he couldn’t hit Wesker head-on… then he’d just have to hit him when he wasn’t looking. It was a dirty way to fight, and not one he took pride in, but Wesker wasn’t exactly playing fair with the moves he was pulling.

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Day 3 of @chrisker-week : Trapped Together

Where Wesker and Chris get trapped in a room within the Spencer Mansion and have to solve a puzzle to find the way out.

Zodiac

Rating: Mature Words: 7.5k Content Warnings: Canon-Typical Violence, Gun Violence, Body Horror

Wesker gave a short nod in confirmation and fired off another shot, hitting the creature square between the eyes and causing it to falter. Taking advantage of its momentary lapse in pursuit, the two men rushed into the room and Chris slammed the door shut behind them.

As the door closed, it locked shut with an audible click as something mechanical whirled to life behind the scenes. Before either man could process what was happening, a cross-hatching of metal bars shot out from the sides of the door-frame and covered the door itself, removing their method of escape.

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So I decided to participate in @chrisker-week ! I skipped day 1 (sorry), but here's my first fic of the week for Day 2: Pre-RE 1

Show Me How You Want Me

Rating: Explicit Words: 3.9k

Oh? Wesker felt something squirm low in his gut as he pieced together what Chris was asking him. He couldn't deny that the thought had occurred to him before, in rare moments when he looked at Chris for longer than was deemed strictly necessary. As annoying as Chris was, the man had a way about him that Wesker couldn't help but find fascinating.

But what Chris was implying was outright unprofessional. A disgrace to the careful distance Wesker had tried to place between himself and the rest of his team. Something that would surely come back to haunt him later as he guided the S.T.A.R.S. team towards their inevitable fruition.

But it was also oh so very tempting.

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Ok...

Hello!

My name is Sttatic (Static works too, the spelling isn't important) and I'm also SttaticNoise on AO3.

I made a side blog so I can post and/or talk about my stuff from AO3 somewhere. I do have a main tumblr account, but I want to keep these separate (shocking development on my part. I'm normally the type of person who just throws everything on their main)

I only have the one fic written/posted, but I feel like I've gotten a positive response to it and its made me feel a bit more confident about my ability to actually write. So! I've started planning other things and am working on actually bringing them to life. I have absolutely no timeline on anything, but trust that it's happening.

Anyways, I just wanted to make an initial post on here now that I've created the blog so that it's not just an empty void

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I wrote out a whole ass intro post for this account and my internet cut out right when I pushed post and tumblr ate it -_-