I’m deserting all the ships but crack ships. This ship war shit is like torture.
A Hollow Man
“Please, I’ll give you everything,” He besought. His voice sounded hoarse and full of fear as eyes behind a mask made the silent threat to mutilate him. “Just please, don’t take my bending.”
Amon’s finger rested on his forehead, and he felt his body fill up with terror. He could feel it. He could feel his bending – his identity – being stolen, until the very last moment. He fell on his back, unable to move, unable to talk, unable to fathom his own existence. The next moment, his body was cutting through the cold air; the luxurious ceiling of the pro-bending arena filled up his vision as those brief but never-ending seconds before he hit the water passed by.
(Source: altsixtythree)
the faces i make everytime kanda pops up on my screen.
NIGHTNIGHT by DEDDY
