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𝕬 𝕯𝖊𝖒𝖔𝖓𝖎 𝕸𝖆𝖉𝖟𝖆𝖌 /𝕰𝖗𝖊𝖗𝖎/ by _Hell-lo_
_Hell-lo_
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Eren Jaeger Pap segéd volt,fontos feladata volt már az első napján,egy démont kellett neki elűznie egy házból,az úgy nevezett Ackerman házból.Szembe találta magával a démont,de ami ezután történt...
Jeunes Choses Brillantes | Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries by imgayheeforjayhee
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"Let them sing of the girls of long, long ago. Who were shocked if their elbow or stockings did show but I'll chant of the maidens whose ankles are free to show their half-socks, and the shape of their knees, let them praise those back numbers who turned in their toes and panted and fainted when MEN would propose; compared to the short-skirted, bob-haired fry who meet all proposals with right to the eye. Let them shed all their tears in a crocodile pour for the simple simp sister who flourished of yore but I'll cast my vote in the way I fell- for the girl self-reliant, bright, snappy and RIGHT" Palatyne Flâner grew up in a middle-class family in 1900's France, her perfect cookie-cutter life was pulled apart by war and death. Taking her life into her own hands, she runs off to join the nurses in the front line, there she meets the fiery spirit that is Phryne Fisher; together, the two patch wounds and comfort the injured soldiers till the war is won. Unsatisfied with the life she had returned to, Palatyne follows Phyane to the hot, vast and diverse country of Australia, where they soon become the unexpected solvers of complex murders.
Agresszív vagy, basszameg by orionletter
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ᴀʀᴀɴʏ ᴊᴀɴᴏs x ᴘᴇᴛᴏғɪ sᴀɴᴅᴏʀ Az egész csak paródia (...vagy az-e?), nem kell komolyan venni.
BOHÓC // Kosztolányi x Karinthy novella by HaruAmadare
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Az éjszaka fekete, a lelkem szép, szóval amikor beletörlöd a cipőd talpát, legalább utána hajolj le és csókold le az ajkamról a kávéházak ízét. Karinthy Frigyes x Kosztolányi Dezső