shaycormec:

We hold our rifles in missing hands. We stand tall on missing legs. We stride forward on the bones of our fallen. Then, and only then, are we alive. This “pain” is ours and no one else’s: a secret weapon we wield, out of sight. We will be stronger than ever, for our peace. (for @coeurdeassassin ♥)

ston-henge:


Sing, sing, won't you sing for me? Beast in your belly, you've got to let it breathe 

zylium:

Boss, the whole world wants your head. don’t worry, “He” can handle it.

stunarms:

uncleocelot: “if you really think about it, the fundamental difference between ocelot and kaz in regards to big boss is that ocelot would gladly die for big boss but kaz would only die with big boss.”

shaycormec:

Someday the world will no longer need us: no need for the gun, or the hand to pull the trigger.

.bloody