#perceptivis

               “I can’t believe Shin is a bearfucker.”

               “ You.”  Familiarity doesn’t make way for calm. Time is something he doesn’t have, but even against the claws of impatience closing around his chest, he still offers his hand, gentle and concerned and reassuring  -------------  ( he knows him  .  .  .  but he died, didn’t he? Shin -- ) It’s her doing. It always is... Speak now, think and process later. He has to get the would-be prisoners out of here first.  “Can you walk?”

          “Wait. Wait, I mean...!” Oh, how sad. Alexa, play despacito. “...never mind, that’s exactly what I mean. Anyways. Good morning.”

               “Have you had a chance to visit Zuzu City, since you’ve been here? I don’t know if it’d be all that exciting to someone from Tokyo, but it’s part of the Pelican Town experience, I guess. You could come with me, if you wanted.” He’s smiling, a little more excitedly than his average countenance would make most people think is normal for him. He’s a little embarrassed to extend an invitation, too, but not so much that he’ll bite his tongue. He shifts to lean against his motorcycle, shrugging one shoulder absently. “We could take the bus if you didn’t want to ride on the back of my motorcycle.” The thought occurs to him the other may find that strange, although he... doesn’t, oddly enough. “If you want to, that is.”

       ❛    MINIONS ARE A DISGRACE TO HUMANITY ITSELF.       what language do they speak       ?       what are their customs       ?        life span       ?       we do not know.       nobody cares.       to be a minion is to laugh in the face of the world itself.       we know next to nothing about them  ,  yet we know too much.       we know that they are round  ,  yellow, gibberish speaking  ,  occasional cyclops short haired fat little twats.       we want nothing to do with them.       we want to learn nothing about them  ,  we know too much already  ,  and yet there is always.        another.        movie.       theres even a movie just for them  ,  loaded with minion lore.       why       ?       why do they think we want this       ?       every time a new god damn movie comes out a piece of my soul breaks off and flies up to the heavens.       where is it going       ?       what more do we not know about minions       ?       i do not want to know.       what I want is my soul back.       my life back.       my humanity back.       our world back.       yet that is not possible  ,  as everyday we are reminded of the futile existence of those fucking fat talking tic tacs.       they love bananas       ?       fuck that.       fuck you and your bananas  ,  minions.       i hope satan himself rises from the fiery pits of hell and drags these shit bags down to the seering asshole of hades where they may suffer eternally in the underworld  ,  away from us.       away from the world.       fuck you  ,  minions.       i want my humanity back.    ❜

LITERALLY ALL I’VE DONE LATELY IS BREATHE & GIVE YOU ALL AN IKKENT KISS SCENE NANI THE FUCK