Jul 15, 2025
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Madoka
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madoka magica fanartists are actually fucking insane, holly shit yall are so talented
Captain, could you please create a drawing with your magnificent, beautiful talents where our favorite Touhou girl character Koishi Komeiji is Mami Tomoe from Puella Magi Madoka Magica? Koishi and Mami have yellow ribbons. Wear yellow dresses. Use lethal murder weapons. Have a dark past feeling lonely and sports stepford smiles that fakes optimism but hides a deep broken person who has lost something inside. I want to please see Koishi use long range guns. Koishi deserves more love, CPT How Die.
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Czy się stoi, czy się leży, to podwyżka się należy.
Dopiero, kurwa, co usłyszeliśmy od Pana Premie Mateusza Morawieckiego, że musimy oszczędzać, a tu nagle bach! Jebło.
Płaca minimalna - niestety, ale w przyszłym roku nie będzie na zakładanym poziomie, wzrost będzie minimalny wobec tego, na który pozwala stan gospodarki.
Płace w budżetówce - zamrożone. W tym roku nikt nie dostanie podwyżki, nie będzie wyrównań.
Dlaczego??
Żeby, kurwa, dać 13. i 14. emeryturę. Rząd przepycha pieniądze z mniejszych grup w swoich wyborców. To jednak nic...
WCZORAJ, ZGODNIE W PRAWIE 100% (z małymi wyjątkami), rząd parlament przepchnął sobie podwyżki. JA PIERDOLĘ. PO I PIS RAMIE W RAMIĘ DOJEBALI SOBIE PO KILKA TYSIĘCY ZŁOTYCH WIĘCEJ OT TAK.
NADAL SIĘ KURWA SKUPIAJCIE NA TYM, CZY DZIECKO WASZEGO SĄSIADA JUŻ USUNĘŁO JAKIEGOŚ HOMOSEKSUALISTĘ W TRAKCIE PORODU.
NADAL SIĘ KURWA SKUPIAJCIE NA TYM, CZY KAŻDY JUŻ ZOBACZYŁ, JAK BARDZO CIERPI TWOJE PRAWO DO MACHANIA JAJCAMI NA BALKONIE.
PPMM, SZANOWNY PARLAMENCIE, W CHUJA NAS ROBICIE I MACIE PRZESTAĆ. WOŁAM O TO JA, OBYWATEL.
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At this the mockingjay-maid opened her beak and sang her cuckoo-song, the first in which she had ever dared to sing the prince’s name:
Green are the leaves and the violets blue
Peeta! Peeta!
My father’s mare has thrown her shoe
Peeta! Peeta!
The prince stared at her in awe, and tears sprang in his bright eyes. “It’s you,” he breathed. “My darling mockingjay.”
[Mejhiren, Prince Peeta and the Mockingjay Maid]
As the kitchen maid sat in bed, blushing at her unclothed state, the four-and-twenty birds descended upon her, dressing her gently and more swiftly than any lady’s maid. The gown they chose was made of speckled brown and cream feathers, in the semblance of a wren and plain indeed, but against the kitchen maid’s dusky skin and black hair – now woven into a coronet of braids by many deft beaks, with her willow-crown at her brow – the effect was magnificent, even queenly.
“A wildwood princess!” cried a healer.
“A fairy!” breathed another.
But the kitchen maid shook her head to all of this and looked with a small smile to her prince, who gazed on her now with awe. “I am unworthy of such beauty,” he whispered, kissing her small dark hands. “And yet I find I cannot refuse a bride arrayed in feathers, and by my own birds besides.”
[Mejhiren, Prince Peeta and the Mockingjay Maid]
The prince grunted against her shoulder. “What mischief are you about, wife?” he murmured, his parted lips leaving wet kisses on her skin.
She leaned up to kiss the top of his golden head, now dark with sweat. “A wildwood princess requires a wildwood prince,” she told him, a smile in her silvery voice. “And as I recall, husband, you are most becoming beneath an apple tree.”
He sat up a little then, balancing on his forearms, to gaze down at her. “You, my love, are most becoming in naught but your skin and feathers,” he said, kissing her mouth tenderly. “But this nest of apple blossoms is a fine setting for such a jewel.”
[Mejhiren, Prince Peeta and the Mockingjay Maid]