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V4VILE, A SELECTIVE, SPORADIC ACTIVITY & ORIGINAL CHARACTER MULTI-MUSE. EMPHASIS ON PUNK MUSICIANS, BRITISH KITCHEN SINK REALISM, THE GOTHIC, THE GORY & A BIT OF SCIENCE FICTION! WRITTEN BY CHET, SHE/HER & TWENTY5.
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HIGHEST MUSE: KASPAR KING & CHRIS LEE. ALSO @DOCTORVENKO + @V1GO.
this blog is archived. i am now at @muthrfuckr.
archiving this multi and making a new one eventually but not today x
i should've actually said but this blog is on a hiatus :3 im still logged in tho, so if you follow me on here i will more than likely follow you on my solo blog 4 chris lee. if you dont want that, you can soft block me fr its ok x
is tmrw the first day of the year.... where good weather and free time align.... and i can go skate in the beautiful sunshine....
plz like this if you want a follow from chris lee’s new blog :3
plz like this if you want a follow from chris lee’s new blog :3
grieving somehow seems to be getting worse than better and thats ok :3 i think ill be moving away from my multi for a while because it’s just super overwhelming. chris lee will be getting his own solo blog again, and ill be back on @doctorvenko. i will drop in once i have the url for chrissy
“I think we broke Lance.” / “I know!”
JOHNNY KNOXVILLE in JACKASS NUMBER TWO (2006)
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he’s a “rawr XD” type of girl
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Gia looked at him like he had lost his fucking mind the second his hands landed on her arms. The blunt was still caught between his fingers, smoke curling up between them, and there he was rubbing warmth into her as if that alone might somehow make this less stupid, cold, dark - less like the beginning of one long miserable night neither of them had asked or planned for.
Her attention dropped, if only just a moment, to where his hands moved over her upper arms, then lower, catching over the scarred skin along her left side. It was automatic, much like she'd noticed most things. More than that, she noticed what he did not do. No hesitation or strange look; no sudden shift into that pitying bullshit she hated. He just kept going, all practical warmth and dumb insistence, and something in her expression gave a little despite herself.
"Wow. This is your big plan?" she asked, and though the words still carried her usual, playful bite, it had softened around the edges, too. The absurdity of it caught up to her all at once after that; he was out here in the middle of nowhere, hopping around like this was some legitimate survival tactic.
Still, she did as she was told; a reluctant little jump in place, all attitude and unwillingness shifting to something far more playful than she would normally have allowed herself.
"That's your reason for going left? That is the dumbest shit I've ever heard." And yet, Gia stepped closer anyway, following his lead until she was shoulder to shoulder with him, brushing lightly against his side. "How'd you break it, anyway?"
dumbest shit she's ever heard, but chris lee knows she's gonna follow anyway. and between them both, it's the only (and therefore best) idea they've got. as gia sidles up next to him, chris looks down and smiles warmly. the transformation is almost physical, watching her come more and more out of her shell. he's not often aware that his playfulness, and the ease with which he conducts himself, can have that effect on people. it's a nice quality, and one he ultimately doesn't realise he's in possession of. “oh, you done asked me the worst question,” chris shakes his head, looking to the floor with a grin. he sighs, sucking in his chest ... does he really have to tell this story? gia can have the abridged, but still absurd version. “i were runnin round once with my arms inside a'my shirt,” he's already laughing, “an as i was goin into a room, someone shut the door. went straight into it, broke my arm and lost a tooth.” it's cute when you're five years old. the type of story your mom pulls out over family dinner. but chris must've been nineteen, twenty even. “you ever broke anything?” he asks. they continue to brush lightly against one another, the sun having finally dipped below the horizon. but there's still a little light. chris thinks there's somethin there, ten or so miles out.
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"my turn to pick? pick what? you pick! this is your van."
people usually jump at the opportunity to pick a song. so he's surprised she's allowin him to hog the radio. “naw,” chris reaches down into the footwell, momentarily taking his eyes off the road, “three for me, one for you. them's the rules.” he tosses a cd case into her lap, mostly full of 1980s punk bands, the occasional dolly parton & a random britney spears cd. “pick. there's no wrong choice.”
steam rises from the coffee pot, its acrid smell burning the hair in his nostrils. benny wrinkles his nose and waves his hand, “hell naw. no thank you, ma'am.” he'll have an orange juice, none of that goopy, pulpy shit neither. the waitress asks what the little man would like. benny shrugs, looking to auggie, “i dunno. why don't you ask him? hey, a-man. what you want?” a-man is a new nickname. benny thinks it suits him.
INBOX: 9AM. A DINER SMELLING OF BREAKFAST FOOD AS RAIN PATTERS ON THE WINDOW. BUGALOO + AUGUST, @soulmissed.
