chris

23 y/o homo just here to like , reblog and write RPF . don't mind me . mdni . https://aboutchriss.straw.page

[chrisfopp]

mild little intro .. i'm chris , i orignally came on here just to retweet but a lot of people are scared of rpf now so i started making myself comfortable here 💔.

i'm 23 and i've been writing for a while, before even posting on ao3 ( account is @/kurtslibido if interested ) . i also draw on occasion but it's been a constant creative block so i can't sort of promise anything as of right now LOL .

here's my strawpage for more . bear with me , it's kind of ass .

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[callme2heaven]

Impromptu Date Night

A/N: Sorry I am probably going to use this gif a lot, it is simply the best 🥹

Requested by: Anon

Genre: Slice of Life, Fluff, Smut(MINORS DNI)

Word Count: 916

Warnings: Unprotected sex, (p in v), creampie, dry humping

Being with Chris was as easy as breathing. I didn’t need to pretend or make myself into anything other than me. We simply existed together, and that was more electric than any other love I had experienced before him. 

We shared a cozy apartment together in the rainy city of Seattle. It’s my treasured sanctuary. 

I work at a small used bookshop, it is walking distance from our place. I was there today, and it was slow, so after shelving some donated books, I sat behind the counter reading. 

The bell rang indicating the door had opened. I looked up and smiled at my handsome man. 

“Fancy meeting you here.” I said closing my book and standing up to walk around the counter. 

“Hello, love.” He smiled. We embraced and he leaned down to kiss me. 

“What are you doing here?” I asked. 

“I just wanted to see you.” He said bashfully. I awed and he kissed my forehead. “What were you reading?” He asked. 

“Pet Sematary by Stephen King.” I replied. “Do you have practice today?” 

“No, we are taking a break today, so after you get off we can go to that hole in the wall place you like and then have a nice chill evening at home.” He said. 

“That sounds wonderful. Do you wanna hang out here while I work, or did you have errands?” I asked. 

“I’ll stay here, I don’t have anything else to do, and I just want to spend time with you.” He said. My heart melted, he is the sweetest man. 

So, he came behind the counter with me. My boss is really chill, thankfully. We sat behind the counter and I read aloud to him. Time passed quickly and he helped me clean up and lock the shop up for the night. 

We walked down the street hand in hand chatting idly about nothing and everything as we always did. When we got to the restaurant he opened the door for me and as he walked in behind me he placed his hand on the small of my back. 

“How many?” the hostess asked. 

“Two please.” Chris said. 

“Right this way.” The hostess said and led us to a small table. “Your server will be right with you.” 

“Thank you!” I said kindly and began looking at the menu knowing damn well I was going to get the same thing I got every time. 

“The usual?” Chris asked. 

“You know it.” I grinned. “What about you?” I asked Chris. 

“Also the usual.” He chuckled. 

We were pretty predictable and honestly it was great. We ordered our food and drinks and it came out relatively fast, it wasn’t super busy here tonight. We were in the middle of eating when I caught Chris staring at me. 

“What? Do I have something on my face?” I asked. 

“No.” He shook his head, he paused, wiping his mouth. “I just don’t know if you realize how grateful I am for you. I love you.” He said. 

“You’re so kind, thank you, Chris, and same. You’re the best thing that has ever come into my life. I love you, too.” I said and we grabbed hands over the table and gave a small squeeze. We finished our meal and were soon ambling home. 

We entered our apartment. Chris closed the door as I ventured in further. But I didn’t get far when I felt him grab my hand and spin me around to face him. He held my face as he kissed me tenderly. It quickly turned passionate as our lips moved together in unison. We found ourselves in the bedroom. 

I laid on the bed and Chris climbed on top of me. We were still fully clothed as we made out and he periodically ground his hardening cock into my pussy. I will never grow tired of making out and dry humping with him. Bring back anticipation and yearning. 

Slowly but surely clothes were removed and kisses trailed across bodies. Sure, there were times we absolutely ravished each other, but other times were slow and just enjoying each other. 

Chris ran his cock over my pussy dragging it back and forth before pushing inside of me. We both moaned, the feeling of him filling me up was delicious. 

Chris didn’t move his hips, he stayed put grinning down at me. I felt his cock twitch inside of me and my pussy squeezed him back. 

“I will never get tired of that feeling.” He said. He leaned down and kissed my forehead before he began moving his hips. I moaned and ran my fingers over his back. I stared up at him, my mouth falling agape as pleasure filled me. I wrapped my legs around his waist. He picked up speed and I came undone clenching around him. He continued to thrust into me until he climaxed, filling my pussy with his cum. He collapsed onto me and I held him close and kissed his shoulder. 

“I love you.” He said. 

“I love you, too.” I replied and played with his hair. 

After he pulled out and laid next to me, I laid my head on his chest. We cuddled in silence, the comfortable kind where nothing needs to be said, you’re just existing with your person. 

I couldn’t imagine living my life with anyone else, and I hope Chris and I are together for many years to come, to share in this cozy, safe space of love and peace. 

Thank you for requesting! Requests are open!

-Isa

[chrisfopp]

big daddy got me coffee and treats today before work 😛.

[livingdeadgirlxx]

What is everyone’s favorite soundgarden/audioslave song? Or temple of the dog! It doesn’t matter, but I’d love to hear it!

[chrisfopp]

ever so recently been in love with getaway car and cochise.

[chrisfopp]

wrote this maybe under 20 minutes. i miss my boys sm. not porn surprisingly, but some real soft vednell.

chris managing to get eddie to spend the night with him after making out most of the time they were hanging out.

eddie, being roommates with stone, pulls away to call him up to tell stone to go ahead and lock the door since he won't be back that night, chris patiently waiting for eddie to finish his call.

once he hangs up the phone on the wall, chris asks from a spot in the room, still close: "all good?"

eddie turns towards chris, murmuring "i guess i'm yours for tonight."

chris nods, understanding the weight of what's held in both of their future now. he walks over to eddie and takes his hand, bringing it up to his lips before gently kissing the scarred knuckles of eddie.

eddie goes pink, despite the gesture feeling great in the moment, it still threw him through a loop. "you always get this chival when someone stays?" he asked, fingers twitching when chris' facial hair prickled at his skin. he felt chris smile against his skin, then peck his hand again before raising his head up. "no," he admits. "but, i've never had someone i really like stay over before."

chris squeezes eddie's hand, rubbing his thumb against his knuckles for a second before adding: "you're not just someone, ed."

eddie wets his lips, lips pursing as he squints at the taller vocalist for a second. he blinks. "then who am i , chris?" his voice is low, a bit vulnerable when he sees the slight tension in chris' shoulders.

chris noticably swallows, his jaw tensing being a little at unease being under eddie's gaze. "i think you already know who you are to me," he responds, his choice of words careful as he speaks to eddie softly.

" the person i've been wanting for a while."

[cosmonautroger]

Jennifer Finch (L7), Kurt Cobain (Nirvana), 1993

[chrisfopp]

oh my god, this makes my heart ache

[mrfadedglory]

[seattlewalls]

[soundgarden-addict-blog]

[thrasherthanlove]

GAWD DAMN

[soundgardem]

happy birthday chris, the most beautiful human & soul ever, and with the most beautiful eyes 💙 love you forever

[chrisfopp]

i am proud to admit that i am basically the only person who wrote chris/andy pornographic content.

[lurkylurker25]

hear me out: cheddie sleepy/morning sex (I’m on a Chris and Eddie thing currently)

OMG THIS ASK IS LIKE A MONTH OLD, I AM THE WORST PERSON.

But anyway...I hope you like it my dudeness.

Was trying a somewhat different writing style, more descriptions, monolgues etc from Chris' POV. Also I wanted to write something with them later in life - cuz trust me once you hit like 30, you'll most likely only be attracted to middle aged men (i dont look at a guy now unless he is very clearly into his 40s - IT JUST SNEAKS UP ON YOU). so this is meant to take place round 2010/2011 is.

20 years- NSFW - Cheddie

Warnings : mild somnophilia, chris is absolutely obsessed, humidity, ocean stuff, dirty talk

20 years. 20 years and then some is how long we'd been doing this crazy rock star shit.

The moment I met you, I knew i needed you. Not just your body, not just your mind, I needed your soul, needed to consume it and have it melt into my own. That way, even if we were apart, I could just look inside of myself and you'd be there.

And we're apart a lot. Sometimes months without even speaking on the phone. It's the nature of the beast called the music industry, and neither of us seem to want to leave.

But every once in a blue moon, I get to feel your skin against mine, and it's like a fire is lit inside of me.

I'm awake, because I never sleep. You know this. I can see the sunrise from the window, casting warm light against your tanned skin. It makes the grey in your beard shimmer. Did you ever think we'd live to see our 40s, when we were two horny kids hopped up on drugs and booze and stupid dreams?

You're still naked from last night, and its too damn humid to sleep with blankets. I don't know how you can stand the weather here in April, but then again, the ocean is as clear and as blue as your eyes, so I guess it's a give and take. "Why the hell would I go to Hawaii when everyone else is there," you always say. Can't argue with you there. It felt like we were the only ones in this little strip of beach town, which turned out to be a positive, because, Ed, my love, you are stillvery vocal after all these years.

I lazily stroke my fingers down the outline of your hip, my cock stirring as I remember the night before. Of you squirming below me, still so needy, still so desperate for me inside you, begging outloud, "please, please Chris, it's been too fucking long, please, I need it."

Every time I slip my cock inside your tight heat, always feels like the first time. Like I'm 26 again, and we're fucked up on a tour bus that smells like weed and sweat. The moan of relief that leaves your still full lips, is the same as it's always been, and it melts my spine whenever I hear it.

You stir next to me, letting out a sleepy whimper, as if you're still dreaming. Are you dreaming of me, the way i dream of you all the time? I move closer to you, my erection brushing your back side as I move my hand to the front of your stomach, down to brush the sensitive skin just above your crotch. We aren't young and wiry anymore, but I can still feel your tight muscles tensing under my touch - thanks to the fact that you can't stop surfing on your spare time. How dare you make me jealous of the ocean.

My hand ghosts over your length and I feel it twitch and come to life. I tease it with the lightest touches, until you're rolling over towards me, your hand coming up to find my face and bring me closer to your mouth before you kiss me lazily. I wrap my hand around you, now fully hard, and stroke you softly, making you moan into the kiss. You break away and finally open your eyes.

"Well good morning to you too." You whispered against my lips, bucking your hips into my fist, trying to get more friction. Never any patience, like always.

I say nothing, just kiss you again, deep and possessive. You grind your hips back, feeling how hard i am for you, the feeling making my breath hitch. I never knew I could need someone like this.

"Need you, Eddie," i barely bring myself to say into your curly hair - so happy that it's long again. You smell like the sea, and I wish i could just drown in you.

"Fuck me, Chris," you whimper, wiggling against my throbbing cock as I begin stroking you faster. I move my hand to your backside, squeezing one of your ass cheeks, trying to leave marks that you'll feel on the plane ride home. Then I move my fingers to your opening - still loose and wet from the night before and I curse under my breath.

"Still so loose from my cock," I growl into your shoulder, biting down on the tanned skin there.

"You fucked me so good last night, baby," you answer, throwing your head back o

It's then you reach back behind you and guide my erection to your hole. I lift your leg by the back of the knee for easier access before I plunge inside in one deep thrust.

We both groan, it's hard not to. Being inside you is still the best drug I've ever tried - the way you clench and twitch around my cock, the heat that travels up my body down to my toes is intoxicating. Almost immediately you're grinding back, meeting each of my thrusts like a beautiful ballet that we've perfected over the last 20 years - quiet, "Ah, Ah, ahs" coming from your lips. I love to see your face like this, completely lost in pleasure, eyes shut, neck exposed as your head tilts back. Your hand comes down to stroke yourself, and i bury my face in your shoulder, thrusting hard and fast.

"Please...please," you beg like a mantra, turning your head towards me, blindly searching for my mouth.

With a subtle shift of my hips, you cry out obscenely and I know I've hit your spot. I k ow your body, Inside and out, like the back of my own hand.

"Right there baby?" I whisper huskily into your ear. Your walls clench around me in response and I find myself unable to hold back my own moan.

"Yes, Chris...oh fuck, yes-" you practically scream, your hand pumping yourself even faster, your hips grinding back even more urgently than before.

"That's right, scream for me," I say, inhaling your scent again, pounding into your prostate with all i have in me. "Tell me how much you love this." It sounds cruel, like i want you debase yourself for my amusement, but the truth is, I need to know. Need to know that you need me as much as I need you. Need to know that this obsession isn't just one sided.

"I fucking love this, I love your cock and how deep and hard you fuck me." You manage to choke out. "I love you, all of you, always."

"Fuck, Eddie-" I practically sob as I pull you even closer, my orgasm catching me off guard as I empty myself in your tight heat. I barely register that you're coming too, over your own fist with a sob, milking every last drop from me.

We both come down from our respective highs, panting and boneless.

You turn towards me at last, your eyes bright like the ocean, even as there are wrinkles at the edges now. You brush a curl out of my face before you kiss me, and my heart nearly explodes.

"I love you too, Ed."

[ab3lyoung]

HEEHE

[ab3lyoung]

Sean is a Cheshire cat

[chrisfopp]

does anyone remember this story on rockfic.. i read the entire fucking thing

[chrisfopp]

one thing i adore with the fanfics i read is that a lot of people really love to play with how chris is such a passionate partner. excluding the sexual nature of the content, it's mostly the geniune and loving descriptions people write him with that you see irl.

[chrisjcornell]

HAPPY BIRTHDAY CHRIS CORNELL! He would've been 62 today. I love this man so much, he is my comfort person and his music helps me everyday. I love you Chris. Loud Love ❤️

[pendulumthrows]

“Freshly dipped in nature’s disguise, they ran out to the field and mingled with the general public, who had no clue they were mud-mucking with their idols. (Eddie and Chris) stood in line at the mud slides, played all the games, tossing mudballs and wrestling. Mud proved to be liberating and the great equalizer.” X